OPMOC

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released June 9, 2017

all music composed, written and arranged by Martin Salemi, except
#2, #5 lyrics by Martin Salemi/Jacob Miller
#10 lyrics by Martin Salemi/Bruno Borsu
#11 lyrics by OPMOC
#4 music by Martin Salemi/Jacob Miller

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Jacob Miller: bass, acoustic guitar on #6, lead vocals
Maxime Van Eerdewegh: drums, maracas, cowbell, guiro, vocals
Martin Salemi: Rhodes MKV, Clavinet D6, Prophet 08, Korg MS20, Nord Stage, Grand Piano, vocals
Antoine Lafontaine: trumpet, cowbell, maracas, tambourin, chimes, vocals
Bruno Borsu: alto saxophone, soprano saxophone on #7, cowbell, clave, lead vocal on #9, vocals
Jeroen Capens: tenor saxophone and vocals on #1, #2 and #11
Creo Cristoria: tenor saxophone and vocals on #3, #4, #5, #6, #7, #8, #9, #10

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#1, #2 and #11 recorded at Jet Studio by Rudy Coclet
#3, #4, #5, #6, #7, #8, #9, #10 recorded at Dada Studio by Peter Soldan

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Mixed and mastered at Dada Studio by Peter Soldan in 2017
Design by Jean-Claude Salemi

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OPMOC Brussel, Belgium

New album coming out on June 9 !
OPMOC is a six-piece band based in Brussels, Belgium. With saxophones, trumpet, bass, drums and keyboards, their music is an energetic mix that knows no boundaries, something between funk, reggae, punk, hip-hop or even salsa. For the past 10 years, they've played on some of the biggest stages in Belgium and around the world. ... more

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Track Name: Half the Man I Used to Be
Day by day, night by night
I'm just counting the days
'Til I hold you again
Day by day, night by night
Only thing I can do
Is keep thinking about you

Baby come back to me
You know I need you
Come back to me
Baby come back to me
I'm waiting for you
Come back to me
I'm begging you

I never knew I would miss you, oh, so bad
I never knew it would be so hard
Until the day when you come back home to me
I will be half the man I used to be

Day by day, night by night
I'm just counting the days
'Til I hold you again
Day by day, night by night
I've been waiting for you
Do know what I say is true
Track Name: Everyday (I Wanna Make Love To You)
Ohhh… I wanna touch your body girl
Aww… Come on and give it to me
Ouhh.. Not so fast just yet this time
Aww… I believe what I see
Ohhh… I wanna make love to you
Aww… Every day and every night
Ouhh.. No don’t tell me you don’t want to
Aww… 'Cause you know it’s true

So Girl! Here’s what I’m trying to say oh
Girl! Please let me tell you
Everyday, I wanna make love to you
Everyday, I know you want me too

Ohhh… Come on get closer girl
Aww… 'Cause I like to way you move
Ouhh… I don’t want to wait too long
Aww… Baby please come on home

Baby, come on home, Loretta
Everyday, I wanna make love to you
Everyday, I know you want me too
Track Name: My Baby At Home
You’re so fine, baby, you’re so sweet 
I know, what you’re trying to 
But I just cant get enough of my baby at home 
She knows just what to do 

When you give me that look and that smile 
Oh I bet that most would fall 
But you will never never give me all that sweet stuff
Like my baby at home 

Your skin is burning before my eyes
Even a blind man would see
But still all I can do is think of
The day I'll be with my baby 

Sometimes I can feel lonely 
In the most crowded place 
The only thing that keeps me going
Is when I close my eyes, I can see her face 

So baby please believe me
There is no one else in this world that can handle my love
Like my baby at home
Track Name: Since I Cheated On You
Grass is green when I'm shaking my machine
But it’s not the same since I cheated on you
I'm still learning what it's supposed to mean
But it's not the same since I cheated on you

I look outside, and I hear your voice calling me
Take a look at my face, my eyes
Why is it so hard to disguise

Careful now but it won't do anyhow
But it’s not the same since I cheated on you
Time will pass and this grass ain't gonna last
You know baby I feel as good as new
But it's not the same since I cheated on you

I look outside, and I hear your voice calling me
I don't wanna hear it no more
I don't wanna hear you no more

Let me go I never felt like this before
But it’s not the same since I cheated on you
Take off your chains and put them on someone else
Never realised what a slave I was
But it’s not the same since I cheated on you

I look outside, and I hear no one calling me
Will I ever hear you again
Will I ever see you again

Here we are, I’m as happy as can be
But it’s not the same since I cheated on you
Look at you and all the faith you have in me
But it’s not the same
Track Name: Unsaid
Standing in the rain, I look up to the sky
Wonder how it feels to be under the sun
And it sounds like tears, I wish I could cry
All I hear is clouds even if I try
Wonder what it feels like under the sun

Son it's been a while, look at you how you’ve changed
Your mother was worried it's good to see you home
Dad I’m here to stay we lost so much time
I wish I could say what I have in mind
Why you went away, never said goodbye

Wonder what it feels like under the sun

Never realized how much I would miss you
Strange how everything is so different without you
All I never said, oh how I regret
I hope that you knew how much I love you
But I lost the past, time can go so fast
Track Name: It's Been So Long
You didn’t come tonight, but I’m not even mad at you
It’s for the best
I’m sitting in the crowd, and I still hope that you’ll arrive
I know you won’t

And I can’t keep from wondering why

I know it’s been so long, but I’m still thinking about you
I wish I wasn’t
I wish I didn’t
Track Name: Dimanche
Cela va faire plus de dix ans maintenant,
Que tous les dimanches, systématiquement, on descend.
Au début, c’était juste histoire de passer le temps.
Descendre.
Ca ou autre chose, finalement, hein ? Quelle importance ?
Mais petit à petit, l’air de rien, le passe-temps a grandi…
Et au sous-sol, dans la chaleur de ce temple ici-bas,
Un nouveau monde s’est développé
Et c’est là, miraculeusement, dans cette cave, que tout a commencé

Personne ne se souvient vraiment du tout premier Dimanche,
De ce jour, quasi sacré, où, armés de nos instruments,
Nous sommes descendus pour la première fois dans cette cave étanche,
Et avons fait trembler les murs de nos chants.
Et nous vîmes que cela était bon.

Et puis le temps, et puis le temps, le temps
Le temps a converti ces excursions en tradition.
Et aujourd’hui c’est tous les dimanches, sans aucune exception
Que la Musique nous enchante, nous apaise, nous amuse et nous ravit les oreilles
A un point tel, que toute la semaine on l’attend, ce rituel !
Cette fameuse, cette fabuleuse, cette divine Répétition.

Quand le lundi, encore tout béni de la veille
On retourne à nos activités habituelles,
On peut toujours garder dans un petit coin de notre esprit
Qu’à la fin de la semaine, c’est certain, viendra un autre dimanche
Et alors qu’on soit mardi, mercredi, jeudi, vendredi ou samedi, on sourit et garde la foi !
Dans l’espoir que Dimanche, encore une fois, notre bonheur s’épanche.

Le Dimanche nous appelle mes frères  !
Comme une lumière dans la nuit, comme un ilôt dans la mer, comme une oasis dans le désert !
Il est devenu le métronome de nos vies  !
Alors je vous le demande mes frères, qu’est-ce qu’on attend ?
- Le Dimanche!
Mais oui c’est Lui qu’on attend  !
Le Dimanche et son traditionnel Gâteau,
Le Dimanche et sa petite ration de Bière apportée par Bongo,
Ce jour sacré où tous ensemble on va jouer  !
Alors je vous le re-demande mes frères, qu’est ce qu’on attend  ?
- Le Dimanche!
Mais oui c’est Lui qu’on attend  !
Toute la semaine on Le pressent,
Ce jour où nos soucis s’effacent,
Ce jour où de nos sourires les chagrins trépassent  !
Comment s’appelle-t-il ce jour mes frères  ?
- Le Dimanche!
Répètez le-moi encore une fois parce que j’ai peur de l’avoir à nouveau oublié  !
Il s’appelle  ?
- C'est le Dimanche!
Mais oui ! C'est le Dimanche qu’on attend tous en choeur !
Le Dimanche, notre Sauveur !
Le Dimanche qu’on attend tous les jours avec amour !
Track Name: Sunday
Sunday’s the day we play
You know on every Sunday
We go to my house to play
Sunday’s my favorite day
And I mean every Sunday
All in my house to play

Sunday’s the day we play
You know on every Sunday
We go to my house to play
Sunday’s my favorite day
And I know I'd be OK
If it was Sunday every day
And there’s cake
Sunday, such a lovely day to play
And on every other day
You know that Sunday's on it's way

Sing again
Sunday, such a lovely day to play
And on every other day
You know that Sunday's on its way
Don’t forget that when you've had a bad day
Sing your troubles away
You’re gonna play on Sunday
Track Name: Jungle Love (Don't Run Away)
Maureen was walking fast and graciously
She threw us little glances that meant a whole lot to me
We would have followed her 'til the end of the world
Before knowing Marianne, a foxy baby
Who gave us a faggot pink whistle which we gave to gay-Carl
(Yay, a faggot pink whistle)
Elise was kindly waiting for her big fat friend on the square
So we sang her some stupid songs like Happy Birthday (and something in May)

Mariam laughs and laughs except when she sells our CDs
Scaring even us, but there's cake, wine and ladies
Chocolate was a big belgian redneck who chased Mariam with his chocolate stick
Guich followed him to film his ass (good time, great flick)
Everyone went skinny-dipping except us (‘cause it's sick)
Bicurious Torben went to see chocolate's dick, the bear who didn't like clothes
… They just weren't his thing

Hey, don't be afraid, we'll play a little song
Wait, don't run away, please stay and sing along

Ludivine! She's the coolest, she wants her ass kicked cause she's in sex-mode
Her sister was Cinnamon who would have been ours, if not for Thibault
So we play and play 'til the faggots hit the hay at 7:00 it was just us and Ludivine, it was her birthday
So we have a ball saying gross things with noise and booze
We filmed the things we filmed and we filmed that too
Then we nailed that bitch with petanque balls,
Then she drew us, we drew her back, and everybody was drawn

Hey, don't be afraid, we'll play a little song
Wait, don't run away, please stay and sing along
Please girl don't you run away, just stay,
Don't be afraid, please wait
We just wanna play a song for you