Claeysen

Claeysen

 Paris, Île-de-France, FRA
BandEDMPop

I'm an Electro Pop/ Trip-Hop music artist. My musical universe is sensual, melancholic, mysterious, sometimes dark. I share my believes concerning life and society. Have been broadcast on many radio stations and now on TV such as Music Mix USA, My Band TV (UK) and soon on Jannus Live TV (USA)...

Biography

I'm Claeysen, a songwriter & singer of Electro Pop/ Trip-Hop/ Trance music. My universe is sensual, melancholic and mysterious, with a dark touch. It is definitely transcendental and I release myself by sharing experiences, believes, frustrations, fears & wishes concerning Life and our society. I like to call it "emotherapy"! I express my feelings in English, in French, as well as in German.

Electro music gives me the chance to express my feelings through many different ways: spoken word, dance, hip-hop, emotronic, psychedelic, lyric, gospel, experimental...

I have been writing songs since I was 9, composing music since 2007, and singing since I'm 5-years-old. I sing classical lyric songs - 4 years of lessons and performances on different stages (teacher mezzo-soprano Nona Javakhidze) -, gospel music (lessons with Gospel Dream, Paris), and I use all my different tastes in order to experiment with new sounds and enrich my own style.

2010, "Honorable Mention" at the 17th annual Billboard World Song Contest for my song "Kiss Me, I'm Bored" / TOP 1500.
First music video "Kiss Me, I'm Bored" directed by Lucas Fabiani & Cristobal Diaz.

2011, semi-finalist of ISC 2011 - International Songwriting Competition in Music Video category
Broadcast on TV: Music Mix USA; My Band TV (UK) and soon on Jannus Live TV (USA)
Broadcast on radio stations: Radio Cardiff 98.7 FM (UK), Gtfm 107.9 FM (UK), ruKus radio (USA) on-demand, IndieCastle (UK) on the Mix Channel Live Show, Interview and podcast on ArenaCast (UK), NBTMusicRadio Station (Germany)
Performance at parisian stage Panic Room with band Musik Macht Frei.

Stay tune!

Please contact me should you want to work with me.
Make sure to visit my websites.

Thank you very much,
Claeysen

Lyrics

KISS ME, I'M BORED

Written By: Florence Ranalter AKA Claeysen

Kiss me, I’m bored…

I enjoy nothing but death
Here everything is too smooth
No adventure, no luck
Here I am emprisoned in timeless sadness
And from your love I will always be homeless

I’m bored to death, to death, to death/ And from you I am envious
The night, the day/ From love and rain
From life to life/ I’m bored, I’m bored…
(Kiss me, I’m bored…)

I live night and day
From love and rain
And from life to life
I’m bored…
Between sky and stars
I look for a place
As sweet as my lost…

I’m bored to death, to death, to death/ And from you I am envious
The night, the day/ From love and rain
From life to life/ I’m bored, I’m bored…
(Kiss me, I’m bored…)

I’m a still statue
A cold mind without importance deep in my fantasy
Just a doll that cries and mourns
I’m bored…
I live between life and life
I hope for another future
Because there’s nothing done here for me
I should make everything contrary
I’m bored…

(Kiss me, I’m bored…)

I live night and day
From love and rain
And from life to life
I’m so bored…
Between sky, stars
I look for a place
As sweet as my lost, my lost, my lost paradise.

(All rights reserved 2009)

GOLD DIGGER

Written By: Florence Ranalter AKA Claeysen


Gold digger

I'm a gold, gold digger! Yeah…

(I'm searching for the real gold/ you know)
You know?

As long as I keep on smiling, I don't care for the road
I would have loved a tender darling, but I don't care for the road
I'm a gold digger… yeah!
I'm a gold digger
I'm a gold, gold digger

(You know/ yeah/ I'm searching for gold/ down here/ real gold/ in this empty world)
You know?

Mama thought I could never live without a man
But she didn't know I'm a lonely flame, a lonely flame
Yeah, I shine all by myself without a shoulder
Go my way without a hand
Searching for gold
Yeah, I'm a gold, gold digger
Yeah!

Ouh…

(Gold digger/ yeah/ gold/ I will search all my life/ won't have a rest/ the world is mine/ and I will find/ I know/ I go for it!/ To find)
Yeah, I'm a gold digger, you know?

As long as I keep on walking, I don't care for the hurts
I would have loved to be your darling, but I don't care for the hurts
I'm a gold digger…
Don't care for the hurts!
I'm a gold, gold digger

As long as I keep on walking, I don't care for the hurts
I would have loved to be your darling, but I don't care for the hurts
I'm a gold digger…

I'm not asking for the Moon
Not asking for the world
I don't want roses
I don't want nice words
Just want a person who cares for my life
Someone who prays for me
Someone who tries!

Ah…
I'm gold…

(All rights reserved 2010)

OUH, SO HARD!

Written By: Florence Ranalter AKA Claeysen


Ouh, just give me you
You are so, oh, sexy… (release me or give me love)

Ouh, ouh, ouh…

So hard, so good…
So passionate, so senseless

Oh, ouh, oh! …

Ouh, just give me you (Oh, ouh, oh! …)
You are so, oh, sexy…

What you're doing to me?
Oh baby, listen:

I'm a fool for you baby,
Yeah, I'm dying to see you
Even if you hurt me deeply
I must be masochist!
Just to let you in cause of a kiss
Yeah!
Everytime it's: "do what I say, not what I do"
I hate you with your damn games!
With your damn games I want to injure you!
Throw you out!
Run after you!
Shoot you down!
And make love to you!

Ouh!… Yeah!

Ouh, just give me you
You are so, oh, sexy…

I got you in my blood, got you in my blood
But you don't care
You're my drug
I want to shoot me up your blood
Right into my chest
Forget the time I was bleeding to have a rest
Oh! You're satanic, you turned me pathetic
Why do I still want to make love to you
So hard!

Ouh, ouh, ouh…

(All rights reserved 2010)

PAS DES CIEUX

Written By: Florence Ranalter Aka Claeysen


Oh!
Ah ouh Ah!

Pas des Cieux/ Pas des Enfers…

Accoudé au fer froid qui marque mes bras
Je compte les étages
Putain de géraniums, veilleuses de nuit, lanternes rouges, rires et "branlettes"
Qui me séparent du bitume

Je suis las d'être là
D'avoir mes oreilles emplis de vils mots
De sans-gênes enivrés, boursouflés de venin
Ils attendent une phrase, un instant de doute, pour me piquer au vif sur la route

"Les hommes sont tous des chiens!"
"Les femmes sont toutes des chiennes!"
"Il fait trop froid, si seulement il faisait plus chaud!"
"Il fait trop chaud, si seulement il faisait plus froid!"

J'oscille de droite à gauche
Dans une danse nostalgique
Qui me donne le "mal de la Terre"
Mais y a pas de "médoc" pour faire taire cet Eldorado de misère

De banalité en stupidité
De la pluie à la grêle
Il n'y a qu'un pas
Et je préfère me mouiller

L'esprit rafraichit, les membres revigorés sous ce déluge
Je noie mes absurdités, lave mes péchés d'orgueil
Je perd le look, l'apparence incertaine:
Je suis laide mais n'ai jamais été aussi belle!

Et pas envie de me souvenir (non pas envie!) (Ah ouh Ah…)
Et pas envie de me souvenir de qui je voulais être (non pas envie!) (Pas des Cieux…)
Mais savoir qui je suis à cet instant précis

Il restera rien…

(Il restera rien des moqueries, préjugés, de ce que j'ai fait ou pas fait, non, il restera rien des coups, des colères, des montagnes d'objets de plastiques, des îles au trésor fantastiques, des princes charmants idylliques…)

Pas des Cieux…
Ah ouh Ah!…

Ah ouh!

Rien!

J'me présente nue devant vous, sans petits-fours, ni brillants (Non! Pas des Cieux)
Pas d'armures, pas de fards, seule moi:
Pas le guignol, ni la sainte, ni la putain
Pas la mère, pas le maître
Ni blanche, ni femme (Pas des Cieux!)
Ni de la Terre, ni de la Lune
Pas des Cieux (Pas des Enfers)

Pas des Cieux!

(All rights reserved 2010)

ÇA PIQUE!

Written By: Florence Ranalter AKA Claeysen

Ça pique…

Ici et là, ça pique!
Ouaih! (Ça me pique!)
"Sss" Ah! Ça pique!

Toutes ces étincelles dans ma tête, dans mon corps, comme un feu d'artifice
Je sens le Mal en moi
Essayant de lutter, de se débattre pour rester
Son heure a expiré, le temps est arrivé
Il va devoir être congédié: "Merci!"
Plus de choque au coeur, dans les veines
J'ai fait peur au Diable…
"Au Diable Lui-même!"

Il étouffe, il suffoque
Il "rrrh" ah…
Ah ah!
Il est mort…
J'en conviens!

Au revoir, à jamais
La Bête invincible en moi est réveillée
Elle tue tout ce qui me nuit sur son passage
Je suis invincible, "putain" ouaih!
"Sss" Ah!

Les fesses, les jambes, la tête, le sexe…
"Sss" ça pique!

Fini avec toi, vieux scélérat
"rrrh" ah!
Je suis "réparée", toute neuve
Prête à en bouffer des plus forts que toi
"Même pas mal, ah!"
Comme une décharge électrique
Les chiens sont lâchés dans ma chaire pour tuer
Pour tuer…
Ah!

Oui, tu es mort!
Oui, tu es "dead"!

(All rights reserved 2010)

DO!

Written By: Florence Ranalter AKA Claeysen


I said: "Be on the line!/ Be on the line!/ Be on the line!"

(They told me to do/ I said: "Yes!"…)

I'm not done like you…

I'm on the wave now/ To know the ugly truth
I played the good girl so far, so far
They told me to do/ I said: "Yes!"
They told me: "Smile!"
They gave me Sex/ Like a power
I made it real/ My religion
Money is just a delusion (Glad is the one who knows the truth)

They gave me blindness/ They made me heartless
They gave me less/ They gave me less/ They gave me less
I asked some more:

"Give me kindness/ give me loneliness/ Give me happiness!
Make me hope/ Make me cry/ Make me ask like a child… (ouh, ouh, euh!…)
Hurt me!"

Hurt me!...

I shoot me up the poison that drives me to heartless
I take it slow/ I drink it all
The taste? mmmh, surprising!/ But it is free!
But at the end:
I want again/ I want again/ I need again! (ouh, ouh, euh!…)

I'm like a "Muppet"/ I lead the "Show"
As long as I go far/ Fulfill my dreams
I have a feeling of satisfaction

I watch television/ Smoke my cigarettes
Get my ring off before fucking my mistress
I wanna be correct!

They told me to do/ I said: "Yes!"… (DO!…)
They told me: "Smile!"
They gave me Sex/ Like a power
I made it real/ I made it real/ My religion

They told me to do/ I said: "Yes!"… (I don't think so/ I can't remember!)

DO!

(All rights reserved 2010)

SECRET LOVER

Written By: Florence Ranalter AKA Claeysen


I live the Night/ Dream eyes opened
Insomnia is my only way to reach you
I only find peace in the arms of imagination
The Light is a vicious delusion
Yeah! Yeah!

Dress me/ Undress me
Leave me naked on the floor
I'm your devoted mistress
Unchain me/ Chain me
Leave me naked
My body's moving to your rhythm's caress
(2X)

Everything's wrong/ Everything is a lie
But your vibes after dark
I don't lie to myself when the sky turns black
I'm allowed to feel all the pleasure you give
Then I write as I breath
My secret Lover, I'm faithful to myself when you take me over

Dress me/ Undress me
Leave me naked on the floor
I'm your devoted mistress
Unchain me/ Chain me
Leave me naked
My body's moving to your rhythm's caress
(2X)

I'm your Red Angel/By my blood goes your cosmic trip
No one can give as much as you/ The must addictive drug I ever knew
Tasting you once lost me forever/ Everything's tasteless, let's get together!
I wanna love myself, touch myself
You know me better than my own Mother
Music, you make me feel naked (Thanks to you…)
Undress me/ Release me/ I'm true to you
Chain me again/ I wanna die in your hand
Please, lead me to your no man's land

(Ouh…)
I love myself, love myself thanks to you (Dress me/ Undress me)
I look at me in the mirror, in the mirror thanks to you (Unchain me/ Chain me)
I love myself, love myself thanks to you, thanks to you (Dress me/ Undress me)
I love myself, touch myself, just pleasure myself (Unchain me/ Chain me)
Thanks to you… /I make love to myself/ I go deep into myself/ Thanks to you, to you…

(Great devotion, great devotion for you, for you my Love
I want you running through me as a sword
Kill my reason!
Shake my believes!
Abandon is my great devotion for you…)

Music, music, music!…

(All rights reserved 2010)

MIRACLE short version

Written By: Florence Ranalter AKA Claeysen


(...)

I was born in 1982,
I think it's a fucking miracle, you know?
I should have never been there, but I am!

I was born in 1982 /It was a fucking miracle
I should have never come/ I wish I was enlightened soon
I can't stand the image of your face/ Your mind is a ruin, your mind is a ruin!

I feel alone like the Moon
I feel desert when I see your smile
It's like a snake, except your angel look
But I'm no nuts, I know you can't afford the sky
/So the world I ran, I lost my reason
I let you abuse me, I thought God would give it back to me
I always hope, I always pray with dignity
So goes my life with a meaning
And I would walk till the dawn, till the dawn
But I think it's a fucking miracle to be pure and not to be down

I was born in 1982 and you never gave me a reason :
Why am I here? Why do I suck to be "a person"?
What should I do? What should I take?
Can I steal a peace of the cake?
/And If there's no big deal to kill, to hurt
Why should I smile, be a good girl?
Can I lie, can I live without giving a fuck?
I'm no evil, baby
I'm an angel who smokes like a truck!

I was born in 1982 /It was a fucking miracle
I should have never come/ I wish I was enlightened soon
I can't stand the image of your face, you know?
Your mind is a ruin, your mind is a ruin! (you're a ruin, actually you are a big shit!)

But I think my life is a miracle
You are so negative
You turn the world into dust
What are you doing there?
Just go!

(All rights reserved 2010)

GOODBYE

Written By: Florence Ranalter AKA Claeysen


As a story left unsaid
Our Life has been hidden in a box
I cry over your deception
I just had the crazy dream to wake up beside you
Every morning of the Creation
Creation

I've been told that secrets keep us safe and happy
Happy
But my cheeks are covered by frustration

Oh…

'Cause of the words you will never tell me
'Cause of the emptiness
You will never fool me!
'Cause of my lonely little heart, still lonely
Still lonely
'Cause of the lack of laugh
'Cause of your lies
'Cause of the time that crossed my heart:

Goodbye my love!

Oh…

(All rights reserved 2010)

ANIMAL...

Written By: Florence Ranalter AKA Claeysen


Animal…

Ouh, yeah!… Oh! Oh!...
OUH!

He says that I am a lady
"Oh, really!/ Really!/ Really?
Would you marry me?/ Would you marry me?
No, thank you!"

He thinks I'm a pretty girl
He thinks I'm a gentle girl
He thinks I'm sweet
Good to comfort him
Good enough to satisfy him
Poor little shy thing/ Poor little shy thing!

It's a male "ani" male/ It's a male "animal" (Ouh, yeah!… Oh! Oh!...)
Pedagogy/ Conspiracy/ Pornocracy (OUH!)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh!
Pedagogy/ Conspiracy/ Pornocracy
Yeah, oh!

My make-up is perfect
My words proper
My behavior appropriate
The smile, the look, the hair
Everything in order/ Everything in order!

My poor little politically correct inanimate fucking face!/ face!/ face! (Ouh, yeah!… Oh! Oh!...)

Truth is:
I'm a lion stuck in a cage
They gave me a "dress code" for the rest of my life
Slave or dead/ Slave or dead!

It's a male "ani" male/ It's a male "animal" (Ouh, yeah!… Oh! Oh!...)
Pedagogy/ Conspiracy/ Pornocracy (OUH!)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh!
Pedagogy/ Conspiracy/ Pornocracy
Yeah, oh!
(I'll never be a mother to any man
Not a "Muppet"!
Not a doll!
Not a lady!
Not a "Wonder Woman"!
Efficient in silence
I'm an animal…
Like you!
But I'm better than you!)

© 2011 Florence Ranalter