U milenky
Atmosphere: intimate, confessional and slightly sacred — a contrast between close, breathy vulnerability and decayed church‑like sonorities that feel hollow or compromised. Style: intimate chamber‑pop / alt‑rock. Tempo: 60–72 BPM, rubato in verses, steady mantra pulse in refrains. Instrumentation: verses minimal (acoustic guitar or piano, soft bass, ambient pad); add warm strings from v3; choir + pipe organ in refrain but slightly detuned/filtered; light percussion and low overdriven electric guitar enter mid‑song. Vocal: male solo (spoken singing) in the verses — an older man with a slightly hoarse, weathered voice (the confessor), choir as society/morality; close‑mic, breathy intimacy. Sound design: vibraphone gliss, subtle church sonority “damaged” by detune/filters. Harmony: modal and ambiguous—use modal interchange, pedal points, suspended and open chords, occasional clusters and mild dissonances to sustain unresolved tension; favor non‑functional progressions, parallelisms
U milenky
Atmosphere: intimate, confessional and slightly sacred — a contrast between close, breathy vulnerability and decayed church‑like sonorities that feel hollow or compromised. Style: intimate chamber‑pop / alt‑rock. Tempo: 60–72 BPM, rubato in verses, steady mantra pulse in refrains. Instrumentation: verses minimal (acoustic guitar or piano, soft bass, ambient pad); add warm strings from v3; choir + pipe organ in refrain but slightly detuned/filtered; light percussion and low overdriven electric guitar enter mid‑song. Vocal: male solo (spoken singing) in the verses — an older man with a slightly hoarse, weathered voice (the confessor), choir as society/morality; close‑mic, breathy intimacy. Sound design: vibraphone gliss, subtle church sonority “damaged” by detune/filters. Harmony: modal and ambiguous—use modal interchange, pedal points, suspended and open chords, occasional clusters and mild dissonances to sustain unresolved tension; favor non‑functional progressions, parallelisms
Lyrics
Text: Vašek Mikuda
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Příběh můj má mnoho let,
jiný dnes už vidím svět,
lásku dávnou v srdci stále nosím.
V očích jenom temná noc,
prosily tě o pomoc,
jedno tiché krátké obejmutí.
Hosana, hosana,
hosana, hosana.
V objetí se probudil,
bůh mou lásku odsoudil,
spasil mě tvůj úsměv, nic už víc.
Krátký úsměv příslibem,
utajeným libidem,
šeptala jsi možná půjdem dál.
Hosana, hosana,
hosana, hosana.
Na oslu já do města vjel,
chvalozpěvy zpívat chtěl,
zapomenul na hlas svědomí.
Stála, jak ji stvořil bůh,
já miloval ji, splatil dluh
na kůru zpíval anděl hosana!
Hosana, hosana,
hosana, hosana.
Byla vším, já zas ji chtěl,
její smutek neviděl.
Vášeň, vina, láska, utrpení.
Miluji tě šeptala,
horká slza skanula.
Na co tvoje žena právě myslí?
Hosana, hosana,
hosana, hosana.
Ze svíčky dolů tekl vosk,
vášeň má, nezvaný host.
Kruté bože je tvé hosana.
Nezachráníš duši mou,
ne, nebyla hrou.
Nech si bože svoje hosana!
Hosana, hosana,
hosana, hosana.
Hosana, hosana,
hosana, hosana.