New album, first single: "Nothing Ever Matters"
Our new album is taking shape. With this first track: « Nothing Ever Matters. » A cry of revolt or despair? A dive into the absurd or a raw reflection of our times?
A suffocating atmosphere, like a wildfire. A palpable tension, like a day in 2025: an urgency to speak the truth—to grasp it, perhaps transcend it, maybe even change it…
A dance of resistance won’t be enough, but it might give us momentum.
Our music video here. Follow RÉSIS[tanz] on YouTube!
[ lyrics]
Nothing Ever Matters
Expectations never met
Nurtured by a deceptive hope
A future that can no longer come
Sacrifices must be made !
No nothing ever matters in our lives
‘Cos nothing ever happens with our lies
Strangled by an invisible hand
Trying to breath a rarefied air
Prisoner of a nameless war
Enemies claim to be your friends
No nothing ever matters in our lives
‘Cos nothing ever happens with our crimes
Everything we can dream of
Everything we have to give up
Living in an entrenched camp
A better day is bound to come
Being assailed on every side
The promise of a paradise
No nothing ever matters in our lives
‘Cos nothing ever happens with our crimes
[clip]
RÉSIS[tanz] on SoundCloud.
Chronicles of a [future]
Does the 21st century look like what you dreamed of as a child?
Does technology fulfill your deepest aspirations?
Walking on a planet that burns—doesn’t it hurt your feet?
Do you enjoy watching little cats fall into buckets of water? How many hours a day?
Do you still believe that Art can change the world?
Are you happy when people like your selfies?
Do you prefer plastic flowers because they last forever?
Do you love your job, your boss, your salary?
Do you consume antidepressants?
Do you think billionaires will save the world?
Do you still love music?
Is God doing his best?
Who am I to ask all these questions?
RSTZ
“The first man who, having enclosed a piece of land, thought of saying: this is mine, and found people simple enough to believe him, was the true founder of civil society. How many crimes, wars, miseries, and horrors might have been spared to mankind by the one who, pulling up the stakes or filling in the ditch, had cried out to his fellows: Beware of listening to this impostor; You are lost if you forget that the fruits belong to everyone, and the land belongs to no one.”
Jean-Jacques Rousseau – Emile, or On Education (1762)