Sajama Cut is Marcel Thee (vocals, guitars, various instruments), Dion Panlima Reza (guitars, vocals, percussion, synths), Randy Apriza Akbar (bass, vocals), and Hans Citra Patria (percussion, synths). They formed in 2001. In March 2011, Sajama Cut announced that Andreas Humala (keyboards, synths, samplers, vocals) had left the band due to personal reasons.
Sajama Cut have released four albums, along with numerous compilations, most notably the JKT:SKRG (Jakarta Now!) compilation, and had a major radio hit when their single "Less Afraid" appeared on the major motion picture Janji Joni , in which the song, in a rare occurrence; could be heard almost in its entirety two times during the movie.
Videos for the singles Fallen Japanese and Alibi are also staples in both local TV channels in South-East Asia, and commercial channels, such as MTV, O-Channel, and STV.
Sajama Cut released their first indie album Apologia (2002) to praise from the indie community and media in Indonesia. Earning a 90% raiting in the influential Indonesian independent magazine Deathrockstar. The album also received critical praise from youth magazines such as Ripple, and Hai. This album was mostly done only by Thee and a drummer, making it more of a solo-oriented album than a complete band product.
The band released their second album, the semi-concept LP The Osaka Journals in 2005, with distribution help from the major label Universal Music Indonesia. With their name now more widely known amongst the music community, the band released 2 singles (and 2 videos) for "Fallen Japanese", "and Alibi".
The album The Osaka Journals received an even larger critical acclaim in the media, including MTV Trax Magazine, Rolling Stone Indonesia, and eventually making it as “One of the best (local and international) albums of the 2000 decade” in a list by The Jakarta Globe in 2009
In 2006, Sajama Cut also contributed 4 songs to another motion picture "Foto, Kotak, Jendela".
In June 2008, L’Internationale; a remix album collecting songs from The Osaka Journals with remixes from international producers was released. Those involved, includes producers/musicians/video directors from Japan, America, Britain, Indonesia, Norway, Italy, Scotland, Portugal, Germany, Venezuela, Hong Kong, etc.
The first single was a remix of Nemesis/Murder from the international 8-bit artist YMCK, from Tokyo, Japan. Three videos by international directors, including Raquel Meyers from Madrid, Hikori Kisogi from Tokyo, and David Horvitz (who documents Brooklyn art-rockers Xiu Xiu) will also be included in the CD.
Sajama Cut's third album "Manimal" was released in 2010. After releasing the critically acclaimed album Manimal five years ago, Sajama Cut returns with Hobgoblin, their new album of 11 songs which re-establishes their place as one of the country's most artistically ambitious bands.
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Less Afraid
Sajama Cut Lyrics
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It was her scent and her life
You could catch me of fall down
I guess it's been
A little while since I've slept
But I've dreamt you going down
Mistakes are made to last
Mistakes are met but are never acquired
Pastiches, La mere – pisstakes are made
Outside, outside I know
you can be anyone you want
Outside, outside I know
you can be with anyone you'd want
you can be with anyone you'd want
We all wore black
And screamed out from your darkened shed
"These ladies aren't here to serve you"
Your silent moans
"A sacrament without a toast"
We've all seen me going down to your ground
Stabs are made of turbulent lies
Stabs are made in pasts
Stabs are often as words forgotten
(Your) stabs are fate- stabs are made
I've never meant it the way it came out
Ghosts of sleepless streets
The dead of night, the death of silence
This room, it hasn't been any quieter (each night takes flight)
I'd love for you to have loved me
Shipped are the sails of seas
The words of those, the dead, the silenced
This room it shouldn't be any quieter
The song "Less Afraid" by Sajama Cut is a hauntingly beautiful track with lyrics that touch on themes of mistakes, regret, and unrequited love. The opening lines, "It was the skies, it was her scent and her life, you could catch me or fall down," describe the overwhelming feeling of being completely taken in by someone's aura and energy. The singer then goes on to say that they haven't been sleeping well and have been dreaming of this person leaving them.
The chorus of the song, "Outside, outside I know you can be anyone you want, outside, outside I know you can be with anyone you'd want," speaks to the idea that although this person can be whoever they want and be with anyone they choose, the singer still longs for them. The second verse describes a scene where the singer and a group of people stand up to someone who is trying to objectify women. The lines, "we all wore black and screamed out from your darkened shed, 'these ladies aren't here to serve you,'" show the power of standing up against oppression and sexism.
The song's final verse, "I'd love for you to have loved me, shipped are the sails of seas, the words of those, the dead, the silenced, this room it shouldn't be any quieter," expresses the singer's desire for reciprocated love and their frustration at the silence and emptiness of the room they are in.
Overall, "Less Afraid" is a thought-provoking and emotional song that explores complex themes of love and injustice.
Line by Line Meaning
It was the skies
The beauty and wonder of the skies reminded me of her.
It was her scent and her life
Her scent and her existence were so enticing that I couldn't ignore them.
You could catch me of fall down
I was so mesmerized by her that I could have stumbled or fallen at any moment.
I guess it's been
Maybe it’s been a while since I last had some rest.
A little while since I've slept
I haven't slept properly in some time now.
But I've dreamt you going down
I had dreams of you disappearing from my life.
Mistakes are made from the moment we met
Our relationship was marred by mistakes right from the start.
Mistakes are made to last
Those mistakes will continue to affect us for a long time.
Mistakes are met but are never acquired
Even though we make mistakes, we never truly learn from them.
Pastiches, La mere – pisstakes are made
We try to recreate the past, but it always falls short and results in more mistakes.
Outside, outside I know
I know that outside of our relationship, you can be whoever and be with whoever you want.
you can be anyone you want
You have the freedom to be whomever you choose.
Outside, outside I know
I know that outside of our relationship, you can be whoever and be with whoever you want.
you can be with anyone you'd want
You have the freedom to be with whomever you choose.
you can be with anyone you'd want
You have the freedom to be with whomever you choose.
We all wore black
We all disguised ourselves in black clothing.
And screamed out from your darkened shed
We shouted loudly from the dark places that you hid in.
"These ladies aren't here to serve you"
We won’t tolerate being treated as subservient to you.
Your silent moans
Your unwillingness to speak out fills me with worry and doubt.
"A sacrament without a toast"
Our relationship has lost its sacredness without the proper acknowledgement or celebration.
We've all seen me going down to your ground
Everyone around me has witnessed me falling deeper into your trap.
Stabs are made of turbulent lies
The wounds caused by dishonesty and deceit are deep and painful.
Stabs are made in pasts
The hurts of the past continue to injure and cause harm in the present.
Stabs are often as words forgotten
The hurts caused by forgotten words can be just as damaging as those that are remembered.
(Your) stabs are fate- stabs are made
The wounds you inflict on me will determine my future—whether you intended them or not.
I've never meant it the way it came out
I may not have meant to hurt you, but the damage has still been done.
Ghosts of sleepless streets
Memories of restless nights haunt me.
The dead of night, the death of silence
The silence of the night seems to kill me inside.
This room, it hasn't been any quieter (each night takes flight)
Each night, the silence in my room seems to be even louder and unbearable.
I'd love for you to have loved me
I wish that you could've loved me too.
Shipped are the sails of seas
The possibilities of a romantic adventure are gone.
The words of those, the dead, the silenced
The words that have been left unsaid are suffocating me.
This room it shouldn't be any quieter
The silence is deafening and unsettling.
Contributed by Gabriella Y. Suggest a correction in the comments below.