Cover for Elly Kellner 'Parasomnias' album from 1997. Photo by John Posthumus.

STORY

Recorded and released to cassette in 1997.  Remastered and re-released in 2022.

Parasomnias was recorded by Wilfred Landa, one of the first of Elly's friends to own a digital multitrack recorder. Many days were spent recording these songs, many lessons were learnt and much fun was had. Elly felt completely free to play around with all the possibilities the multitrack offered. The result are songs that have layered meanings, unexpected sounds and heartfelt emotion. All songs sprouted from a twenty year old's brain with themes like jaleousy and psychedelic experiences.

 

What are parasomnias? Parasomnias are disruptive sleep-related disorders. Someone suffering from this disorder might have abnormal movements, talks, expresses emotions or does unusual things. They are really asleep, although their bed partner might think they're awake. Examples include sleep terrors, sleepwalking, nightmare disorder, sleep-related eating disorder and sleep paralysis.

Parasomnias (remastered)

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TRACKLISTING

  1. Bloody Whore
  2. Favourite Star
  3. Oh Dear
  4. Graveyard
  5. Listen To Your Radio
  6. Grey Dove
  7. Not Right Now OK
  8. Monster Get To Me
  9. Cha Cha
  10. Being Welcome
  11. My Sisters
  12. Dark Chicken Clown Soup

CREDITS

Parasomnias was written by Elly Kellner.

 

Elly Kellner – Acoustic guitar, Bass guitar, Vocals, Percussion.

Wilfred Landa – Drums, Percussion, Handclaps.

Fons van Loenhout – Bass guitar on Favourite Star.

Jamaris Gijzen – Handclaps on Oh Dear.

 

Original recordings & mix by Wilfred Landa in his homestudio in 1997.
Produced by Elly Kellner with the kind assistance of Wilfred Landa.

Edited, remixed and remastered by Elly Kellner in 2022.

 

Cover photo by John Posthumus.

Cover design by Elly Kellner.

LYRICS

Bloody Whore

The light you bring is unsure

It flickers as I bow and breathe

You bring your flows to my door

I ignore, ignore, ignore, ignore, ignore, ignore, ignore,

I'm no bloody whore

Favourite Star

I'm having a bad time

I don't know where these words came from

Tuning me up to a higher sensation, a smile

Minor is fine, minor is fine by me dear

Hey dear, I'm over here

I'm over here, I'm over here

 

This tasted roasted steak I have for you

Your favourite sauces on top and along the side

My pride and joy oh you are, you are

You are my favourite star

 

Why try to bother

Your light makes me feel so unsure

You bring all the flows and lay them in the topdrawer

I could just ignore, ignore, ignore the whore

 

Man I see you're bored, you're really bored

You are really bored, you are really bored

 

This tasted roasted steak I have for you

Your favourite sauces on top and along the side

My pride and joy oh you are, you are

You are my favourite star

Oh Dear

Oh dear, you got yourself another hand to hold

Oh dear, your head surely wasn't clear that evening

Oh dear, you should've told her what to say that day

Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear, oh dear

 

Oh dear, I would've liked for you to come on over

Oh dear, I would've liked to see that smile

Oh dear, you couldn't hold on to my strong arms

Lost all your charms, oh dear, oh dear

 

Oh dear, wouldn't let you in, wouldn't let you in now

Hands touch and make me itch, I don't really like it a bit

So I will not let you in, I will not let you in now

Eyes burn, will they make me turn around

And feel like shit

Graveyard

I bring you your flowers

Flowers for the dead

Catch your sacred hours

Eat the white bread

 

Truth is I could never hate

Bring a serenade

I pour my life into

All the cups of truth

 

She holds it, caresses it, loves it, strokes it, breaks it

Higher I want, higher I go, I don’t need to know

 

Truth is I could never hate

Bring a serenade

I pour my life into

All the cups of truth

 

She holds it, caresses it, loves it, strokes it, breaks it

Higher I want, higher I go, I don’t need to know

I don’t need to know

I don’t need to know

I don’t need to know

 

Which way you go

When you leave me

Listen To Your Radio

THE BREAD

Share the bread, he said…..as he swallowed

Quickly now, so that no-one can see

Share the bread, and hand it over

He will ask none to keep me

And the faces fade, and melt

 

MOODY WOOD

The night is dark and you are walking

Your head it rests on my head

The wood is more, you never thought it’d be

Your own resource for energy

Don’t you steal my energy

You’ve got more chances to feel good

Don’t take on this part of me

You’ve got so much more

 

CONSENSUS

I see something moving, in the corner of my eye

You say alright now, now you don’t have to be frightened

I’ve got parasomnias, these things in my head

I’ve got parasomnias, it’s in my head

 

Last night you meant to tell me

That the stars in the sky don’t shine anymore for you

But it’s alright, I, never have to count your filthy ways again

We’ve reached this consensus, oh we agree, really

We’ve reached this consensus, and you can go freely

 

Grey Dove

This is the curl I make

This is what my brain did

All the links we try

We wanna kill the fly

 

I wonder how it tasted

Another grey dove wasted

Feathers, bones on the floor

Just to pay your one and only whore

 

You got blood on your hands

Oh who said you were an innocent man

Yeah, you wanna be friends

But I better stay here if I can

 

When I look at you, you seem a gentle man

You take me out for a walk when you can

To the beach, under the full moon

You made me dig in the sand with a spoon

 

I know you got blood on your hands

Tell me who's burried here beneath this sand

I bring up the body if I can

Before you put me away as well

 

In the diningroom there was a pond full of with fishes

And we went looking at it between different dishes

You made me a look a little closer, so I frowned

As you pushed my head in so I could drown

 

How can you hold a dead body in your hands

Be sure I'm really dead before you bury me man

Maybe, maybe dear friend

You'll go down with me as well

Not Right Now OK

Are you taking me seriously

When I’m talking about the little one

You don’t amaze me no more

In picture books I’d see them smiling

But the spit is drawling down

They show dishonesty, they know dishonesty

I know dishonesty too

But I guess it doesn’t fit me

I know it doesn’t fit me

 

Oh turn your head you filthy one, you’re the slim one, he called me up and tells me he’s in love with the smallest, smallest, skinny one. No-one should ever care, but you’re still standing there, and hey 'Skinny is in' so she’s in, and I’m out here wondering what the fuck I’m all about.

 

Wouldn’t be hanging on to these strings

If I could be happy like

We’re all happy forever, we’re all happy forever

Just get out of here

 

These things seem clearer when they come around

And hold my mirrors up

I would not know what to do without my little one, bless ya

You know who you are, you wear those stars

Because I gave ‘m to you

And that’s how I feel and nothing is real

As long as I’m drifting

God how this made me sick before

Just let me ignore

 

Right now I don’t seem to understand

Why people even care to try

Right now I’m feeling bad, right now I’m feeling sad

Right now I’m feeling mad, right now I’m feeling

Right now I’m feeling, right now I’m feeling.

We’re all happy forever, we’re all happy forever

 

Just not right now, just not right now ok

Not right now, not right now, not right now ok

Monster Get To Me

Are you under me, under me

Hey you get to me, get to me

Are you satisfied with my time

Oh you get to me, get to me

 

Monster in my elevator

With his greasy teeth

Plays hard just to get higher

Or to crawl underneath

 

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

 

Are you close to me, close to me

What can I be

Honeybee, why don't you commit your crime

You'll come around and I'll be fine

 

Monster in my elevator

(Never) brush your teeth

You look so angry but you're the sweetest thing

You keep it hidden underneath

 

Can I hold you, can I, can I

Am I true, you'd want to know, you want to know

There are things you won't see

And there are things kept me

And there are feelings inside the darkest sea

And there are apples on an apple tree

So what is hidden inside

What is hidden inside me

 

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Will you ever come to know

Yeah, will you ever come to know

Yeah, I really don't know

Yeah, you really don't know

Cha Cha

Let me come to her

Let me come to her

Let me come to her

One, two, three

 

This isn't me, isn't me

One, two, three

Anyone can see

It is she, it is she now talking

 

I'm not aware of things I do

I turn my back and forget you were ever there

I wonder why all the guys stand in a row as I walk by

I'm not doing anything on purpose

 

I wiggle when I walk

I pant when I talk

I cannot keep my legs together

But I'm not doing it on purpose

I wiggle when I walk

I pant when I talk

I cannot keep my legs together

But I'm not doing it on purpose

 

I can't tell if you're curious

But I'll help you along

And nothing is wrong

And you are so welcome

Come on inside

 

Would you like to see

The color of my bra

It really fits me

I can dance the cha cha

On a chair in front of you

I'm not doing anything on purpose

 

I wiggle when I walk

I pant when I talk

I cannot keep my legs together

But I'm not doing this on purpose

I wiggle when I walk

I pant when I talk

I cannot keep my legs together

But I'm not doing it on purpose

 

I'm not doing anything on purpose

Being Welcome

Bring me someone who doesn’t want to be loved

Bring me someone who wants to be alone

Introduce them to me and I’ll believe it when I see it

But untill then, I’ll just believe these feelings in me

 

I wanna be loved by you

I wanna be welcome here

I wanna make fun together

And just believe in how I feel

 

When I’m with you

When I’m with you

My Sisters

Blood connects us together, it teases me every night

You’re standing in the dark, because I don’t know what you’re like

 

(But it’s gonna be) alright, alright, alright… I’m gonna find you

Alright, alright… we’re gonna be together

All of us, all of us, we all should know where we come from

So I’ll try and tell you in a song

 

Your mother’s beautiful, she makes the world turn around

 

And we love you, although we haven’t met just yet

And we think of you… both

Oh this teases me, because I’d like to see you soon

So I can say: These are my sisters, these are my sisters

Here are my sisters and can you show me

Do I look like you do

Maybe I do

Dark Chicken Clown Soup

Oh the path I want to take

The curl I make, you cannot follow

And you and I aren't happening

 

I dived into all the waters

All the hands they brought me back to this

Cool and gentle burst into

I held it down as I went swimming

 

He said 'Look at the right side

Look at the bright side and then roll over'

Salve I say, you're welcome

When the job is done, roll over to me

 

And all the clowns they raise their heads

And show their faces

A smile's enough for a day

Can't step away

The path I want to take

You cannot follow me

You cannot follow me

To where I need to be

 

It will rain along the way

I want to play, so you cannot follow

And you and I aren't happening

 

We need more of this fluid

We need more of this pain

We need more things to put in

We need more time to play

 

And what he said was on the right side

On the bright side of my dark chamber

Come in, come in, my chicken's boiling

And we still need someone to fit in

Fit in

 

Put the clowns in the right spot

In the boiling pot until they're cooked

I put pepper and salt on their heads so bald

And I leave all the doors open

So you can smell when they taste like hell

You'll hear us click our tongues

 

You and I aren't happening

You and I aren't happening