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
Paris
Lovebugs Lyrics
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It's where I always long to be
I never feel alone in paris 'cause
Someone's always waiting there for me
I know all the people
I've never seen before
Soon I won't remember
The boys keep on swinging jump and jive
And the girls keep on singing staying alive
And sounds keep on ringing and I will survive
'til closing time
I'll be fine
It always stays the same in paris
No matter if it's night or day
But I must kiss someone in paris
Before they ever let me stay
I know all the voices
I never heard before
Soon I won't remember
How I got out here anymore
Chorus (repeat)
Lovebugs's song Paris captures the essence of the city of love, Paris, and a deep longing to be there. The song begins with the singer expressing his desire to be in Paris, a place where he never feels alone as there is always someone waiting for him. This could represent the romantic notion of Paris, where everything is dreamy and there is always a sense of belonging. The lyrics paint a picture of the city's never-ending charm and beauty, and how it always stays the same, yet so much can happen within it.
The second verse speaks of the singer's unfamiliarity with the city's people and how he won't remember how he got there. This can highlight the writer's feeling of being lost yet being comforted by the city and its people. The chorus repeats the feeling of the line, "someone's always waiting there for me," beautifully conveying the sense of belonging one can experience in a place like Paris.
Moreover, the lines, “the boys keep on swinging jump and jive, and the girls keep on singing staying alive, and sounds keep on ringing, and I will survive, 'til closing time, I'll be fine,” talk about the incredible nightlife of Paris. The writer is telling us that the sounds of Paris and the people's energy keep him going, and he will survive until the end of the night. The lyrics express the love for this city and its magic, and how it can make one feel alive.
Line by Line Meaning
There's a place I know in paris
I have a special spot in my heart for a location in Paris
It's where I always long to be
That place is always on my mind and I yearn to go there
I never feel alone in paris 'cause
I never feel lonely in Paris as there's always someone waiting for me there
Someone's always waiting there for me
People I know or am soon to meet are always ready to welcome me in the city of love
I know all the people
I am familiar with most individuals
I've never seen before
Despite the fact that I am close to them, I have never seen or met them before
Soon I won't remember
In no time I will forget
How I came 'round here anymore
The methods of how I came to Paris and visited that special spot there will soon be unremembered
The boys keep on swinging jump and jive
Men in Paris party hard, dance and celebrate the joys of life
And the girls keep on singing staying alive
Parisian women sing melodiously and rejoice in staying alive
And sounds keep on ringing and I will survive
Music and sounds are constantly in the air and I can thrive in that environment
'til closing time
Until the night or celebration ends
I'll be fine
I will be alright
It always stays the same in paris
The city of love always remains consistent
No matter if it's night or day
The time of day does not affect Paris, it's always beautiful
But I must kiss someone in paris
But before I can fully enjoy the city and feel content, I must kiss someone there
Before they ever let me stay
Before I can feel like a true Parisian that blends into the city, I must do this
I know all the voices
I am familiar with most of the spoken words
I never heard before
Even though I know them, I have not heard them speak before
Soon I won't remember
In no time I will forget
How I got out here anymore
The manner of how I arrived and what led me here will soon be unremembered
Chorus (repeat)
The refrain of the song is repeated for emphasis
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: ADRIAN SIEBER, SEBASTIAN HAUSMANN, SIMON RAMSEIER, STEFAN WAGNER, THOMAS RECHBERGER
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