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"STARBOUND" by Atlantean (feat Lisa Hannigan)
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Hello, my name is Gareth Murphy. My songs use artist name "Atlantean" because I put together a concept record called "Atlantean" in late 2006. It was a sort of hommage to Bob Quinn's "Atlantean" films and ideas. But I'm thinking of changing my stage name for my new stuff. Does it really matter? Not really.
I was born in London in 1974 but grew up in Ireland. Now live in Paris. Tis a long story and probably best explained in music. I play guitar, sing (ahem vocalize!) write words, produce, arrange. I used to collaborate with various singers and producers. But since 2007, I've been writing, producing, mixing and even mastering everything myself. At long last I have my own studio. I learnt the art of music producing through years working in the electro French scene where I was a project manager and artistic director in a well known Parisian record label. Through all that, I got to work with producers of bleepy electronica and trendy DJs. Some rare exceptions like the great fashion-show DJ, Michel Gaubert, were smart and genuinely found new sounds. Or studio bands like Banzai Republic or I Monster really blew me away. But generally, I have to admit I never really bought into the so-called modernity of purist electro. It was just a job I found myself in. Interesting enough but not for long. At the end of the day, Bob Dylan singing "It's Alright Ma, I'm Only Bleeding" in 1965 with just a mike and an acoustic guitar did actually "go further" than most of the scientists of sound I encountered post 2001. There was something extremely nerdy about these so called trendies. The latest Mac, conversations about ProTools, complex theories about sound frequencies. Hundreds of hours on amazing technology making textured boinks and pips. Please! Spare me. Darkness at the break of noon, shadows even the silver spoon, the handmade blade, the child's baloon, eclipses both the sun and moon, to understand you know too soon: there is no sense in trying!
When I was a kid, my father orgainised Ireland's first gigs in the end of the 70s. So as a young boy I saw artists like Tom Waits, The Clash, Ian Dury, The Specials, John Cooper Clarke. Up Close. Memories of a lot of men giving their best years to rock n roll. It was chaos. My sister and I were just Irish kids in a dismal school run by nuns. And all we wanted to be was normal. I have vivid memories of the greyness of a 1970s Irish Catholic school, and the mad colours of my parents gigs, records and party friends. I had a mop of red hair. Those who have red hair know what it means to be red head in a family of brunettes. Born outsiders. From age 3 onwards I remember loving music. I loved playing with record players, liked smell of album sleeves, looked up to musicians. My first records were ELO, Supertramp, The Man From The Land of Point, War of the Worlds. Yes, I was a young boy into concept albums and big sounding Prog Rock! I also recall the thrill of hanging out in empty concert halls, playing on stages as roadies banged on scaffolding. Testing one two. The smell of flight cases and gaffer tape. My sister and I never saw many concerts, just sound checks and backstage beer tents. I started playing guitar at around 12, making home demos from around 15 onwards. I took it seriously, wrote songs for girls in school, wrote poetry with bohemian buddies. Although I busked badly on Grafton St as a young teenager with harmonica and acoustic guitar (playing only Dylan and Velvet Underground material) I never bought into that whole Dublin busker folk-rock scene. Although I was an aspiring busker myself, Dublin buskers seemed like total pillocks to me. Maybe it was that they took groups like The Waterboys far too serioulsy. (I just copied the real Dylan) Or maybe it was those American twang-accents or that fake pained singing that they clearly had been practising in the mirror. I've been a cynical bastard for as long as I can remember. It has stopped me doing many things - for good and bad.
When I was 19 I went off to India with my guitar. I remember sitting on the roof of a bus for a 12 hour trip from Varanasi to Katmandu. Wow, the giant size green valleys and snow peaked mountains. It takes a lot to laugh, it takes a train to cry. This was living. Serioulsy bored of pubs, rain and Irish conversation, once I had my university degree I left Ireland, aged 21, and never looked back. Well, not true. I always looked back, but moved on anyway. I went back to India, went mad in India again, and ended up in Lyon. Nowhereness in France. Bad years. Weird people and chronic boredom. But I had to work. Lyon is a time warp. Do not go there. I ran away from Lyon to Spain. Great country. I guess I keep running away to the circus. Where I belong. Next step was Paris, where in 2002 I landed a job in the music business. I love Paris. Paris was where I stopped looking back in anger. Well relatively speaking. I don't believe in inner peace.
I have my own company Atlantis Recordings. Apart from putting together compilations, supplying various musical work for marketing agencies and big corps, Atlantis Recordings owns all master rights to my répertoire. You can hear bits and bobs on this myspace page. Enjoy. Best Regards, Gareth Murphy.
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Tracks by Atlantean:
Driving Through Cocaine Canyon (Howl Mix)
A Soldier's Song
Russian Doll (Cosmonaut Mix)
Russian Doll (Bois de Boulogne Mix)
Electric Love Child
Cockpit
Free Love In Summertime
Pink Cadillac
Thrill Me
Venus & Mars
Berber N° 9
Guitar Terrorist
Bloom
Starbound (feat Lisa Hannigan)
Brainwashed by Dublin Rock
I'm a Free Man
Slaves
Radio Mogador
Shipwrecked
Atlantean
Dig Deep
Iarla's Song (feat Iarla O'Lionaird)
Reveillon
Gift
Puerta (feat Natacha Atlas)