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"In this highly operatic chaos of unutterable hypnosis, the canvases of leering smecking decadence a la George Grosz and the enfigured grotesques of Giacometti leap out to enfold the listener's environment in an almost creepy replacement strategy…but it's the same modality that Poe, Dick, Lovecraft, and other of the top-flight fantasists excelled in [...]", FAME
www.acousticmusic.com/fame/p06953.htm

"excellent examples of a true innovator and free spirit. [...] What is new on "Forecast Proof" is that Bergerond choses for compositions that are more open and progress in a slower pace. Viveka perfectly knows what direction to chose in the strange jungle of Bergerond,s music. She feels perfectly at home there. She weaves seemingly autononous melodic lines through Bergeronds unusual musical constructions. [...] (DM)" Vital Weekly
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released 21 December 2009
Berger Rond / Viveka Eriksson / Frédéric Szymanski, 2009

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Track Name: Le boxeur travaille son épure et ment
Le boxeur travaille son épure..et ment
(lyrics by Vincent Berger Rond and modified by Viveka Eriksson)

Confronting therapy
Mixing assimilation
To separate hope from chance
Come in a stinking place
Order and rare abuse
Sharing unacceptable trash

Violently closing your bedroom door
Prepare yourself
They all go away
A crime on the borders
A killer not condemned for his beautiful face
The look of a voluntarily missed strategy

Taking our learning for a destiny to be lived
We can learn more while screaming
Our tongue going along his beautiful face

Trying to sell starving bodies

While screaming
our tongue going along his beautiful face
(our tongue)

A killer not condemned for his beautiful face

Mixing assimilation
Separate hope from chance
coming

We learn more while screaming
Track Name: All Words in World
All Words in World
(lyrics by Vincent Berger Rond and modified by Viveka Eriksson)

All the Words in World
I loved them
Really !
Without running outside to scream them
(I admit)
It’s too near me
I admit it’s too near me
Didn’t know the right word to express madness / Express madness
Adding a step to the pain I didn’t feel

Pain removes lyrics in our vocals
In the exclusive tragedy
(Didn’t know the right word)
Part deduction (x3) by attacking an erudit mind

We can read these
Seeing them otherwise
Then break all (x4)
Break all into recycling
Making sure the words transform into something else
Doesn’t know language transform itself
Words transform without telling

A ship upside down until all are senseless
Making everything down in the ocean your own
When tangible objects appear in front of your eyes
Then break all into recycling
Making sure the words transform into something else...

Objects we can read them
Seeing them otherwise

Doesn’t know language transform itself
Words transform without telling

Making everything down in the ocean your own
All the words in the world doesn’t mean a thing anymore
When tangible objects appear
Some would love to make them like dead leafs
I was hungry to find them all !

Ready to be burned and not so bright (x3)

You are a book worm within lost and found media libraries
of upside down navigation
You want the ship with you (x3)

After the doubt, all words were lost
I was hungry to find them all and make them my own
After the invention of upside down navigation
then you want the ship with you
The moment you don’t want to have spent hours with words
A ship upside down until are senseless
Then you want the ship with you
A ship upside down until are senseless
Then you want the ship with you
After the invention..
of upside down navigation
Track Name: The Stairs of the Unsteady
The Stairs of the Unsteady
(lyrics by Vincent Berger Rond and modified by Viveka Eriksson)

Unsteady makeup on the roof
When she talks in a public place
Her thought is dropped on the stairs
She catches words on the way
In panic
Doesn’t recognize herself

What was the strength ?
Exchanging priorities
Not told to her
Wrong way up
New again
Can’t see it coming !

He was writing my words for me !
Cultural invasion !!
Thirsty to her mouth

Great !
Bring !!
Bring !!!

I get engaged
I'm dying
I prefer to live !
And still, I move in an apartment
where the stairs
don’t give me remorses to follow

A way out / to clinically survive / to be considered only during peace time
I'm dying / and you follow / I prefer to live / and you follow
To infiltrate the order of the thin and dry shrubs

Follow...Follow... / Softness from a little father, these days dry
A way out..
to allow him to finally say goodbye..
shrubs !

Softness
From a little father
These days dry !
Softness from a little
From a little father

From a little father
These days dry
To be brought to the river !
Track Name: Forecast Proof
Forecast Proof
(lyrics by Vincent Berger Rond and modified by Viveka Eriksson)

I already was out of order / to disapprove
My proof to disapprove ; I did not know it
This infinite forest with grey time clocks
Time was badly thought at the origin
This infinite forest with grey time clocks / Everything was based on errors
Time was badly thought at the origin

In which world are we living in ?
I am forecast proof

There was a lot to say when he stayed on his feets
Falling in love with a shelter
Living in it like a friend
Bringing others to hide everybody
Doing what we love
while being the only one
to lay down in seclusion

There was a lot to say when he stayed on his feets
I was around there
I thought of becoming..
when meeting the coldest of our duet
It was not our property anymore !

I thought of becoming
I thought.. of becoming / I was around there
When meeting the coldest of our duet
It was not our property anymore !

“Haha ! Je viens de perdre mes jambes ! Haha...” / A head not coming back to me
Outside without any good ways
My life would put me in boxes again and again...
I..
going from boxes to boxes...
“Hahahahaha ! Ouu.ouu.ouuu. WOOUUU !!! OUUOUOUUU !! Ha.hahaha ! Kiss !”
I put a hole in the filter of the middle
I say, without any good ways

Breaking an illusion through others

More illusions help someone to be more daring
More illusions..
help someone to be more daring
Help someone to be more daring !
Help someone !
Dare !