Les Six

Les Six

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Better than The Stills or The Killers or The Bravery etc...Synth-spiked new wave rock is a hot commodity these days, but Les Six's more sneering punk/glam take on the fashionable sound puts them ahead of all those other pretty-boy bands. Listen for yourself...check out the "AUDIO" section...

Biography

Donovan Gopaul and J.S. Roy formed Les Six in January 2003. Roy, bearing a formal connection to The Stills, cut his musical teeth in Stomp Record’s The Undercovers, while Gopaul is known as a reclusive yet acclaimed Toronto song-smith and vocalist. The line-up is completed by Jenny MacIsaac (Tuuli) on bass and Nikos Kougias on bass.

The sound is rich and darkly romantic. Live performances are sweeping and intense and continue to garner the band increasing amounts of attention. Music critic Sarah Liss (Now Magazine) describes the band as “Interpol with killer keyboards…blended with the Fall” while ChartAttack explains, “Synth-spiked new wave rock is a hot commodity these days, but Les Six's more sneering punk/glam take on the fashionable sound puts them ahead of all those other pretty-boy bands.”

Les Six recently finished recording and mixing their debut album, "Clean Kills and Other Trophies", at Signal 2 Noise with noted producer Rob Sanzo (Sum 41, controller.controller). The highly anticipated album is scheduled for an independent release this summer through Addictive Records/MapleMusic/Universal.

Lyrics

Antipsychotic

Written By: D. Gopaul

Hanging off your little star
Drip, drip, drip
went the thorazine
this has really gone too far
and I've been through every magazine
roll up in a little ball
so scared of the insect people
who get married in Niagara Falls
eat cake
reproduce
and die
It's not like me
to tell the truth in situations
that are important
like this one
anti-psychotic
am I floating?
ruining the landscapes
that I find
all the sheep we counted
up and died
(verse 2)
anti-psychotic
am I floating?
ruining the landscapes
that I find
all the dreams we planted
woke and cried
I need you more than
you need me
we're beginning to see
it's driving me to think
and I know it's not like you to drink
with your medication
we can help you if you can't help yourself
no no no no no
yes

Died For A Day

Written By: D. Gopaul

Is it mathematical?
or chemical?
i can't decide
some can only express it
by conquest
others suicide
i think that i have loved enough
and failed enough it's alright
but i can't see anyone but you
by my side
i die for a day
all hearts and souls were meant to stray
but i died for a day
i thought your love had
burned away

i can still get coffee
with my friends and they
all understand
mom will do my ironing
pretends that i am not a man
i think that i have done my time
i want to feel your breath
floating down my spine
whispering its little death...

i fear the man will rescue
me
with his white jacket
all the names have been changed to protect the
estranged
but i know i'll never forget...

Poetics Blown

Written By: D. Gopaul

Give me strength
to accept the things
i cannot change
though it might seem strange
to take advice from a plaque
made in U.S.A.
silence is the sound
that always hurt my ears
when you're not around
i hang out with my fears
if only you'd walk through that door
i'd shed my skin and say
i'll never ask for anything more
i only want to see you
love is a coal
burning in my soul tired and old
never too bold
cut and measured
as if it were sold
longing is a void
that never can be filled
i know what i need
self-deception
is my will...
it would take a thousand years
to sleep off what i've got
i fold the moon and pocket
angels tripping near my thoughts
if only you'd walk through that door
i'd shed my skin and say
I'll never ask for anything more
only want to see you break this emptiness
i'm living
with the insolence
of a broken god
and a half bottle of fear

Isabel

Written By: D. Gopaul

Ice storm
Montreal
last time
we
said it
with meaning
I should have got the message
that was meant for me
i could not avert the
catastrophe
nobody knows that
i'm still in love with you
nobody knows that...
i'm burning on fire...
the lights the sounds
come back to me now
basement rec room
and Debbie Harry's stare
fumbling
dropping
laughing
rolling like it cannot end
nobody knows that
i'm still in love you...
we only had 88 days in the sun
i call your name 3 times
can you hear me...

3AM

Written By: D. Gopaul

you are on a building
and your pale body's
turning
you blink
contact sticking
in the heat
the world is burning
and i'm here again
at 3 a.m.
to take your pulse and call the line
you are on the line
between the servants
and the crimes
it's hard
to stomach
such a gorgeous feast
of hackneyed swine
and i'm here again
at 3 a.m.
to blow your nose
and straighten your tie
but i don't want
to be the one
who tells you what you
want to hear
and i can't be anything
to you
if it's not your mirror
we will have a breakdown
and you'll call that other guy
must i
keep reading this torn copy
of catcher in the rye?
and i'm here again
at 3 a.m.
to know your blows
and straighten your mind...

Innocent Blood

Written By: D. Gopaul & JS Roy

there is a cubicle
in the centre
of the world
and in the cubicle
normal working girl
she's melting under the lights
in a terrible hum
the working week has just begun
in oblivion
measuring the days
in numb regrets
measure nights
in cigarettes
it was'nt part of the job
now it's part of your life
he held you from behind as you spoke to his wife
you did their errands
even shopped for the dog
but don't grease the machine
with your innocent blood
you're not alone
you're not alone
you're coming with me
you're coming with me
pick up the phone
pick up the phone
with one connection
spring would come
if not for all
then just for some
bitter coffee
rots your soul
as the underworld takes hold
look above your head
to the speckless sky
another dream of life
has passed you by
you hate the world
and you cry...
don't grease the machine
with your innocent blood
you're not alone
you're not alone
you're coming with me
you're coming with me
fuck the hat
fuck the badge
fuck the sycophants
in your entourage
they can't be right
when you know they're wrong...

Discography

"Clean Kills and Other Trophies" - debut full length to be released fall 2005

Set List

32 mins of dark, sexy, new wave rock:

died for a day
poetics blown
innocent blood
isabelle
silver light
3am
walk 2 lines
antipsychotic