Their official biography reads as follows: Our story begins – as many of these stories do – with a TDK 60 minute cassette. It's back in 1992 and Kurt Cobain with Smells Like Teen Spirit is playing himself into the nirvana of rock'n'roll and hitting us in the gut. Wow! At roughly the same time, Adrian packs in his drummer job with The Bash — freeing his hands to do the old Fender Strat thing and, in fact, record on to that TDK 60. He calls his one-man band "Lovebugs", enters the cassette for a Band Contest in Basle ... and ends up being invited to take part in the final round.
So he finds Sebastian on bass and Julie on drums – more for their charming personalities than for instrumental virtuosity. And then it all happens pretty dammed quick. First gig, the final, victory, thank you!
Adrian and Sebastian then record their first album Fluff in all of five days in league with 17-year-old temp drummer Simon who has been a permanent fixture since then, irreplaceable actually, because not only is he an amazing drummer but also an amazing cook. We play a few gigs and Adrian wants to pack it in again. Making music is OK, he says, but being the frontman is a pain. Well, we persuade him to stay on and, before long, we have played countless gigs in small clubs. And, between all that, recorded our second album: Tart.
The third album appears in 1996: Lovebugs. Recorded in London, produced by George Shilling and Tony Harris. We storm the Top 40 and our single Fantastic is what you might call our minor breakthrough on the Swiss music wallpaper scene. We sign major recording contacts in Germany, feel pretty fantastic, immortal at least. Just the right mood for getting on to the TourBus for a few months.
Thomas also gets on: live, we need extra guitar; he needs a good band. And the tours go on — with Marc Owen, Republica, Vivid and Ocean Color Scene. We become addicted to life on tour. We hang on to Thomas because, apart from making the right noises with the guitar, he's cool with studio buttons and, in the morning, he looks so grotty.
In 1999, BMG/RCA prescribe us a recording producer who – from the very start – we don't hit it off with. The proverbial straw that breaks the camel's back. After a really vicious battle with the record company (all that small-print crap) we record an album under the name of The Symbol. No, not really, we sign a deal with Warner Music Switzerland and, at long last, in 2000, bring out Transatlantic Flight. All that turbulence seems to have paid off. The album sells in 13 countries and represents now our ultimate breakthrough. The concerts are sold out. We shoot a video in LA and give loads of interviews from Moscow through Niederbipp to Helsinki …
While Sebastian publishes his glam rock project Fucking Beautiful, we work on our fifth studio album Awaydays. Wanting to go new places, we record the album in the rehearsal room (with Thomas as producer) and bring in a string orchestra. Adrian starts to think of packing it in again but eventually gives up smoking instead. At about the same time, Awaydays gets to the number one spot in the Swiss charts and Sebastian announces his departure from the band. We play one last tour with him and wonder about how things should continue.
Come autumn 2002, we retreat to the heel of the Italian boot – Apulia – to work on 13 Songs With A View. There are now five of us and we're searching for a new Lovebugs sound. Bass player Florian is more than a mere substitute for emigrant Sebastian: he brings a new earthy edge to the band and raises the average IQ by 35%. The same tidal wave also dumps Stefan on board MS Lovebugs. In an official capacity, that is. For almost three years, he's been pounding away on the keyboards for us — both on stage and in the studio. 13 Songs With A View is, in a word, a bitch, and gives us a really hard time. Yup, the search for our joint roots is difficult, taking 13 long months in the studio. An eternal labyrinth. But also a welding torch for the new line-up. The result is rawer and harder than previous albums. A true milestone, we reckon. Whereas the Swiss radio stations reckon that our sound is too noisy. TV gets cold feet as well and even drops us from a programme at literally the last second. They are worried that our music might hit the viewers in the gut (hmm, sounds familiar). Whatever. A short time later, to kick off our tour, we play Letzigrund Stadium with the legendary Stones to a crowd of 40,000 before, at long last, setting off on an extended club and festival tour again.
December 2003. We've done some 1,000 gigs (I think) and recorded seven albums. Tired? No way! But where can we now sail to without going round in circles? One thing is clear: we need a producer who will accompany us, give us feedback and be in on the songs as they emerge so that we don't drift into studio quicksands again. Someone who can stand up to the Lovebugs steamroller. Adrian has the shocking idea of having a go with that swine Chris von Rohr. In fact, the chemistry works at the very first meeting and soon we have a veritable swimming pool full of creativity — not to mention a genuine friendship.
Together we work on the eighth CD. It's to be an unplugged album, recorded live and featuring the best from 11 years of Lovebugs. Old hits are re-arranged, stripped down to the bare essentials. We want it to be intimate and direct. After nine months of preparation, we perform Naked (!) on stage in Basle ... and, well, it's one of our best concerts ever. Included on the album version are five new songs, some really moving moments and acres of goose pimples.
For six months or so, the subsequent Naked Tour takes us though old theatre prosceniums and cinema halls. Backed by mood and guest musicians, we play unplugged into the summer. It's during the festival season of 2005 that – in parallel and in secret – we start plugging our cables in at the rehearsal room again. We hunger for electricity and sounds but first Adrian has to have on operation on his respiratory system while the rest of us send postcards from our holiday resorts. Each taking a creative breather, so to speak.
In autumn 2005 – by which time we're up to our knees in new material – a Taiwanese record company calls up suddenly and invites us to hold a series of interviews and concerts in Asia. We leave the freshly served Creative Soup on the counter and fly "naked" to the land of the permanent sushi enthusiasts where we (a) score something of a success and (b) get to know something about chopsticks, isolation and sleeping tablets. Then, in the middle of a snowstorm and an infinitely long winter, we eventually realise where we are going and who we wish to take along with us. Things are going to be epic and huge and also deep enough to drown in, a unified whole indeed. So, after a three-year absence from the studio, In Every Waking Moment will not be a stroll through the park, more like an intense midnight ramble J
To read the map and shine the torch, we hire Roman Camenzind. The man who never sleeps and who always has a good idea just when one is needed.
In February and March of 2006, we record In Every Waking Moment at locomotive speed and, only one week after Switzerland gets kicked out of the last 16 of the Football World Cup, a Lovebugs CD soars to Number One on the Swiss album charts … again.
Discography
IN EVERY WAKING MOMENT (2006)
NAKED (2005)
13 SONGS WITH A VIEW (2003)
AWAYDAYS (2001)
TRANSATLANTIC FLIGHT (2000)
LIVE VIA SATELLITE (1999)
LOVEBUGS intl. version (1998)
LOVEBUGS (1996)
TART (1995)
FLUFF (1994)
Group Members
Adrian Sieber: vocals, guitar
Thomas Rechberger: guitar, vocals
Stefan Wagner: piano, synthesizers, vocals
Florian Senn: bass
Simon Ramseier: drums
Website
http://www.lovebugs.com
24 Hour Party People
Lovebugs Lyrics
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Don't wait, don't stay, get out of here
Just shut your mouth and go home
Don't move, don't dance, just get some sleep
Don't twist, don't turn, you're such a creep
Just go and leave me alone
You know i loved you but i'll make it on my own
24h party people
You do no good to me
You think you made it to the top yeah
But baby that's not me
Don't sweat, don't smell, just don't be near
Don't talk, don't preach, you know it's clear
Just shut your mouth and go home
Don't dream, don't fly or fantasize
Don't talk, don't sing but realize
Just go and leave me alone
You know i loved you but i'll make it on my own
24h party people
Stay away from me
You think you made it to the top yeah
But baby that's not me
I miss the one you once used to be
Come on
Cause i need a real friend
Not one that pretends
Someone who cares for me
Cause i need a real kiss
And someone that i miss
Someone who's not like me
Not like me at all
(chorus)
I miss the one who wasn't like me
Come on
The song "24 Hour Party People" by Lovebugs is a message to those who are constantly partying and living life in the fast lane. The lyrics describe someone who is tired of this lifestyle and just wants to be left alone. The singer urges these partygoers to disappear, get some sleep, and stop being around them. They emphasize the fact that they loved the other person but will make it on their own.
The use of "24 Hour Party People" suggests that the lifestyle these people lead is a full-on, non-stop party that lasts for 24 hours. The singer is urging these people to get away from them because they are no longer beneficial to their life. The other person is not the singer's true friend since they are always pretending and being fake. The singer longs for a genuine, caring friend who will be there for them and give them a real kiss. They miss the person that the other party-goer used to be before they started living the high life.
Overall, this song is a commentary on the emptiness and shallowness of a life spent partying and living in the fast lane. The singer recognizes that this lifestyle is not for them and craves real connection and friendship.
Line by Line Meaning
Don't look, don't stare, just disappear
Don't try to hold my attention or try to make me stay, just leave quietly
Don't wait, don't stay, get out of here
Don't delay, don't linger, get away from me as soon as possible
Just shut your mouth and go home
Stop talking and leave me alone
Don't move, don't dance, just get some sleep
Stop moving around and exhausting yourself, just get some rest
Don't twist, don't turn, you're such a creep
Stop acting weird and unsettling, you're making me uncomfortable
Just go and leave me alone
Stop bothering me and go away
You know i loved you but i'll make it on my own
I used to care for you, but now I'm confident I don't need you in my life
24h party people
People who party non-stop
You do no good to me
You offer me no benefit or happiness
You think you made it to the top yeah
You believe you've succeeded in life
But baby that's not me
That's not my idea of success and I don't want it
Don't sweat, don't smell, just don't be near
Don't come close to me, don't be gross or stinky, just stay away
Don't talk, don't preach, you know it's clear
Don't offer unwarranted advice, it's obvious you're wrong
Don't dream, don't fly or fantasize
Stop hoping for unrealistic things and just be realistic
Don't talk, don't sing but realize
Stop talking and singing and start understanding the reality
Stay away from me
Do not come near me
I miss the one you once used to be
I miss the person you formerly were
Cause i need a real friend
I need a genuine friend
Not one that pretends
One who doesn't just fake being a friend
Someone who cares for me
Someone who genuinely cares about me
Cause i need a real kiss
I need a genuine kiss
And someone that i miss
I need someone that I miss having in my life
Someone who's not like me
I need someone who is different from me
Not like me at all
Completely different from me
I miss the one who wasn't like me
I miss the person who was different from me
Contributed by Aaliyah K. Suggest a correction in the comments below.