Exotic Dancers EP

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released February 12, 2014

Written, Composed, Arranged and Produced by Leo Courbot, except Footprints on the Ceiling and To a Cyborg, arranged by Leo Courbot and Mehdi Bennadji.

Performed by trOpe.
Recorded by Arnaud Dervaux at 153 Studios, France.
Mixed by Russell Elevado at AnaloGypsy Studios, New York City.
Mastered by Dave Collins at Collins Mastering, Los Angeles.

trOpe is:
Leo Courbot: Guitars, Vocals
Mehdi Bennadji: Drums
Antoine Joseph: Bass
Florence Vincenot: Keys

Special thanks to Russell Elevado, Fred D'Aguiar, Dave Collins, Cécile Gaudon, and our fans. This EP is dedicated to Pauline.

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trOpe Brussels, Belgium

Born in late 2013, trOpe is a fuzz-funk collective of musicians whose aim is to produce songs pregnant with a poetic language (tropes) relying on and standing on behalf of cultural exchange (across the tropics): tropicality.

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Track Name: Exotic Dancer
Exotic Dancer

The subway went fast past tunnel lights
So it flashed on and off like a stroboscope
Along with this impression she came into sight
A beautiful girl in a yellow trench coat
She was standing in the middle, a hand on the pole
That passengers use not to lose their balance
I couldn't believe it when she took off her coat
She wasn't wearing much then and she began to dance

Chorus
She was pole dancing in the subway
(Exotic Dancer)
And I couldn't take my eyes off
She was pole dancing in the subway
(Exotic Dancer)
And I wished we'd never get off

I heard the shock she sparked in a common whisper
Words of indignation the passengers uttered
To me she was the sexiness of freedom in a daring suggestion
So I first chose not to mind about that reaction
And she kept on dancing in her black lingerie
Not seeming to care either, not stopping anyway
She was moving slowly, full of grace
The train was bumping and my heart was thumping: both at a fast pace

Chorus

Then came the time when I couldn't help but notice
That the others really couldn't cope with this
The common whisper had become a mumbling mess
They were crooked in their seats with their small-mindedness
I understood the vulgar resided more in their words
Than in that dancing girl's beautiful twirls
But a man picked up her coat and put it on her back
Letting her know she'd better be making tracks.

Chorus (x2)
Track Name: Loadstone Rock
Loadstone Rock

As a matter of fact
You're acting a magnet with me
You're not trying to attract
Nor are you repelling me

I face your negative side
Then your positive side
Letting me know
You're not going to give me an easy ride

Chorus:
You're just like a magnet
And I'm made of steel
But I must get over that
If your love is what I want to feel

It's your favourite game
But all good things have an end
Isn't it a shame
To avoid taking stands?

I know you won't give me signs
On how I should proceed
But if you want to plant doubt in my mind
You'd better make sure you've got the seeds

Chorus:
For you're just like a magnet
And I'm made of steel
But I'm going to get over that
For you're love is what I want to feel

You're dancing so close
With that grin beneath your nose
I feel like a bumper sticker
Saying “Mind the Trickster”
But hope is my dope
And I can sense the scope
Of a winter on your slopes
So I'm going to take the risk
See, if I were a cop you'd be the one I frisked
Let's keep getting down to that funky riff
Keeping our cool not getting stiff
Besides when I'm against you, well, I can feel your rift
For you're the landscape I want to melt into
You're the loadstone rock I'm attracted to
But you've got the power of choice
And I only got my voice
To say...

Chorus:
You're just like a magnet
And I'm made of steel
But I must get over that
If your love is what I want to feel
Track Name: To a Cyborg
To a Cyborg

If I lay in this bed against you
Do you think we'll get colder?
And if I sing this lullaby to you
Will you need a decoder?
Anyway I know this message will reach you
Before it reaches its coda

Chorus:
You've got the hardware and the software
(Message to a Cyborg I love)
Along with other devices laid bare
(Message to You)
It's a unique mode of existence
(Message to a Cyborg I love)
Tell me, could we share this experience?
(Message to You)

Compared to you I'm in an ivory tower
You know so many ways to communicate
If only we could be connected to each other
Can you imagine all that we could create?
Maybe I could send you flowers through the wires
Yeah, that's a thought I like to contemplate...

Chorus

Flesh and wires you must be so creative
Can you reach God without going to church?
As for me I'm just a cyber-native
But would you love me as such?
And if I told you the real G.S.M.'s are God, Sex, and Music
Honey, wouldn't that mean much?
And if I started a revolution with a cyber-network missive
Would you still say we can't get in touch?

Chorus (2)
We all got the hardware and the software
(Message to a Cyborg I love)
Along with other devices laid bare
(Message to You)
It's a unique mode of existence
(Message to a Cyborg I love)
And I'm glad we shared this experience
(Message to You)
Track Name: Footprints on the Ceiling
Footprints on the Ceiling

Footprints on the ceiling they told you
At school when you were a kid
So that you'd look up and they'd laugh at you
What was there to find but a blank lid?

Footprints on the ceiling were the trace
In dust and red and made with a shoe
Of an outrageous mosquito chase
That kept you awake the whole night through

Footprints on the ceiling...
Footprints on the ceiling...
Footprints on the ceiling...

Footprints on the ceiling that you kicked
When you used to sleep in a mezzanine
And the upper floor high-heeled chick
Stomped you out of your peaceful dreams

But footprints on the ceiling let me think
I can do what Icarus has never done
Even if I can seem to sink
I might rise up to the sun

From the crest of a wave...
From the crest of a wave...
From the crest of a wave...

(You might think what I say is ridiculous
Then you need to rewind
And try and unwind your mind
Read betweens the lines
Answers, you might find...)