By 1999, this was already clearly evident, when Frédéric Guillemot (Drums) and Vincent Danhier (Bass) decided to join and secure the line-up. The press and fans enthusiastically praised and welcomed the band’s first release: a mini-CD, “The Blossom”.
This promising debut took a sudden tragic turn, when Frédéric Guillemot committed suicide just a few months later. The band members were inspired to exorcise the dramatic loss of their close friend by expressing the darkest feelings and frustration this trauma provoked in a new concept album. The result was “The Nameless Disease”, produced by Andy Classen (Legion Of The Damned, Dew-Scented, Die Apokalyptischen Reiter, Disbelief, Graveworm…) and mastered by Goran Finberg (IN FLAMES, Opeth, Dimmu Borgir…), an album which carried a powerful, aggressive and modern sound. In 2002, the band signed a deal with Season of Mist which finally gave Frédéric’s epic eulogy a proper release. The Old Dead Tree performed several shows and toured at various festivals for the record, with the likes of Opeth, Katatonia and Paradise Lost.
Franck Métayer, at the drums since 1999, decided to leave in 2004, later joined Breaklose for a couple of years, and is now a member of Interria. He was replaced by Foued Moukid (now in Arkan) whose debut performance with the The Old Dead Tree appeared on the 2005 album, “The Perpetual Motion”. The band played at several high profile festivals over the summer of 2005 to promote the album’s release, including at “Summer Darkness” (NL) and “Fury Fest” (FR).
Sophomore album “The Perpetual Motion” was fully produced by Andy Classen at the Stage One Studio (Germany) and the collaboration proved to be particularly successful. The album received raving reviews late Summer 2005. Throughout the fall and winter of that year, The Old Dead Tree hit the road with Dutch gothic metallers Epica for a full European tour, and performed several shows as headliners in France and the Benelux.
On May 2006, guitarist and founding member Nicolas Chevrollier called its quits to focus on his family, as he would soon become a father. The strong friendship binding the members of the band made the decision particularly difficult. A replacement was found in Gilles Moinet (main composer of doom metal act Luc Incerta), a man with a deep sense of melody who quickly found his place and brought new influences to The Old Dead Tree.
After several more shows, the band members started working on their third album early 2007. The recording sessions and the whole mixing and mastering process took place in June at the Stage One Studio, once again with irreplaceable producer Andy Classen. The wait is now over and The Old Dead Tree have given birth to their new album “The Water Fields”. This title is based upon an imaginary place where one finds refuge from pain and everyday doubts. “This is a concept album about avoidance, kidding oneself, and the urge we have to hide from reality and to remain passive when we are on tenterhooks...” says Manuel Munoz. “The band went further again, reaching a new stage in terms of song writing and maturity. This album is much heavier and darker, but also more diverse and full of sheer emotion! Even the production of Andy Classen outdoes the job on our previous material…”
The Old Dead Tree disbanded in November 2009.
In January 2013, The Old Dead Tree announced their reunion and that they will play at the Hellfest festival. The 2013 line-up is Manuel Munoz (vocals & guitar), Nicolas Chevrollier (guitar), Gilles Moinet (bass) and Raphaël Antheaume (drums)
Unrelenting
The Old Dead Tree Lyrics
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Myself from this terrible
Feeling of
Frustration that finally
Led me out
Of reality, leaving
Me without strenght
How can I face myself?
Inside my ming
A threath I can no define
This strange feeling screams
Deafening as a Horn
Since the day I was born
Shall I stop
And try to face it
Burning in stifling heat?
I'm on my knees
What the hell is that thing?
It is unrelenting
This is the sad story
Of a boy in love with apathy
But feel no mercy with friends
The boy will ask for help until the end of time
I'm feeling sad
I'm feeling sick
I'm feeling bad
But I'm too weak to face this decline
It is always by my side
This feeling's driving me mad
And now I can only implore
But they don't want to gibe me the love
I'm begging for
In their eyes
I can see
The spite and the growing anger toward me
But what else can I do for them?
I do my best, it's true
I'm not able to live on my own
So please just leave me alone.
What the hell can I do for them
If I don't feel ashamed?
This is the sad story
Of a boy in love with apathy
The Old Dead Tree's song Unrelenting talks about the feeling of frustration that ultimately leads the singer out of reality. The lyrics attribute the source of the singer's pain and agony to his feeling of apathy towards everything and the people around him. The song's protagonist reflects on how he feels helpless and powerless against the growing feeling of apathy within himself. The singer is aware that his apathetic nature is pushing people away from him, and he can sense the anger and spite from the people around him.
The lyrics describe a feeling of entrapment and hopelessness, as the singer feels stuck in his situation, unable to face the decline he is experiencing. He begs for help but ultimately feels that no one wants to give him the love and support he needs. The song speaks of a sad story of a young boy in love with apathy who cannot show mercy to his friends. The singer knows that he is not able to live on his own and needs the help of his loved ones, but they seem to be growing distant from him. The singer implores and pleads for help, even though he feels like he is not deserving of it, and ultimately, he is left feeling sad, sick, and bad.
Overall, the song's lyrics describe a character that is trapped within his own despair, unable to break free from the apathy that has taken over him. The singer's struggle to come to terms with his feelings and seek help is a powerful and relatable message for anyone struggling with their emotions. The song is a testament to the talent of The Old Dead Tree and the depth of their lyrics.
Line by Line Meaning
I can't hide
I am unable to conceal
Myself from this terrible
Incapable of hiding from this horrendous
Feeling of
Sensation of
Frustration that finally
Anguish that eventually
Led me out
Guided me away
Of reality, leaving
From verity, departing
Me without strength
Devoid of power
How can I face myself?
In what way could I confront myself?
It's growing
It's expanding
Inside my mind
Within my psyche
A threat I can no define
A danger that I cannot specify
This strange feeling screams
This peculiar sensation yells
Deafening as a horn
As deafening as a trumpet
Since the day I was born
From the time of my birth
Shall I stop
Should I cease
And try to face it
And attempt to confront it
Burning in stifling heat?
In flaring warmth blazing?
I'm on my knees
I am kneeling
What the hell is that thing?
What in the world is that matter?
It is unrelenting
It is incessant
This is the sad story
This is the melancholic narrative
Of a boy in love with apathy
About a lad fond of apathy
But feel no mercy with friends
Yet experiences no compassion for companions
The boy will ask for help until the end of time
The boy will request aid permanently
I'm feeling sad
I am experiencing sorrowful emotions
I'm feeling sick
I am feeling unwell
I'm feeling bad
I am feeling negative
But I'm too weak to face this decline
However, I am too feeble to confront this deterioration
It is always by my side
It is always beside me
This feeling's driving me mad
This sensation is making me insane
And now I can only implore
And now I can only beseech
But they don't want to give me the love
But they refuse to provide me the affection
I'm begging for
I'm pleading for
In their eyes
In their gaze
I can see
I am able to perceive
The spite and the growing anger toward me
The animosity and mounting rage directed towards me
But what else can I do for them?
However, what other actions can I take for them?
I do my best, it's true
I give my utmost efforts, it is authentic
I'm not able to live on my own
I'm incapable of living independently
So please just leave me alone.
Therefore, I entreat you to abandon me.
What the hell can I do for them
What in the world can I do for them
If I don't feel ashamed?
If I don't feel regretful?
This is the sad story
This is the mournful chronicle
Of a boy in love with apathy
About a lad who adores apathy
Contributed by Alaina G. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Kevs Plascencia
Que rolon
flipemoff
Dark and haunting!
Vivien
superbe
Vivien
il faut refleurir derreiere