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I Must Be A Robot Chair

from Edgar Ph​œ​te's Remaining Signals by Edgar Phœte

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« Dear intrusive diary, I know you’ll start thinking I tend to repeat myself but last night must have been one of the most awkward experiences of my life.
Whereas I was caught up in an endless maelstrom I suddenly stumbled down right in the midst of a boundless desert. I wandered there alone for a while until I came face to face with what could have been described as a living mirage. The whole shape was changing along with my point of view's angle such as a kaleidoscope. Sometimes a house in fire, sometimes the fabulously rich emperor of an extinct ancient civilization, sometimes a stinky rat, and sometimes, a majestic golden eagle.
At times, it just disappeared for a moment and I could then feel my inner me’s mood tickled by some obscure forces. Dear intrusive diary, you may not believe me again but I think this was able to turn into my proper feelings as well.
I kept turning around it until I could glimpse a shape which would have looked like a humanoid. There was this transformation that I had seen a dozen of steps before and that seemed to be friendly enough. I walked backwards and finally found it back.
This was a quite elegant man who seemed to be very thirsty. “What… who… are you?” I asked. “Lost”, that was its name according to him. He told me he’d been sent on a mission here: he must turn himself into a robot chair. To be honest with you I still haven’t really figured out what the real ins and outs were behind his aim but he did look very concerned about that.
Finally, he quickly went mad, had strong deliriums and started evoking me all the pain he had. »
May 17, 1925 ~ E. Phœte

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Music & Lyrics: Phœte
Voices: Lost

I can be a ladder.
I can be an unknown painter.
I can be a preacher.
I can be a wobbly tower.

I can be a freak show
I can be a purple rainbow.
I can be a jigsaw.
I can be a beautiful travelo.


[CHORUS]
But I must be a robot chair.
I must be a robot chair.
I must be a robot chair.
I must be a chair
(I must be a robot)


I can be a pervert doll
I can be an endless jungle.
I can be your muddle.
I can be a fallen angel.

I can be an actress.
I can be a traveling circus.
I can be a walrus.
I can be a forgotten princess.


[CHORUS x2]


[x8]
Ro-bot
Ro-bot chair


[CHORUS x2]

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from Edgar Ph​œ​te's Remaining Signals, releases March 25, 2025

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Edgar Phœte Wien, Austria

Edgar Phœte was born on November 25, 1900. He was a renowned pioneer in new means of telecommunication, an ondes Martenot player and an unsuccessful writer.

One night he started receiving bizarre signals broadcasted from nowhere and a bit further.
Nobody's ever figured out what they were about so far.
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