The Pressure EP

by Stefan Boublil

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Featuring four original songs, The Pressure is my first attempt at sharing the music I have heard in my head for the last forty years. As I took breaks between revisions of my book, The Considered lIfe, I indulged in marathon music listening sessions in order to clear my brain, playing all the musicians I love, from George Duke and Herbie Hancock to D'Angelo and Robert Glasper. Inspired, I always ended up at the piano myself, where some of those beautiful love stories between jazz and R&B had stuck. Steeped in these melodies and singing about the many ways we humans too often succumb to the influences of others, The Pressure is the beginning of an ode to independence, one I hope you'll enjoy.

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released July 1, 2014

All Songs Written by Stefan Boublil (except where indicated)
All Songs Arranged and Produced By Stefan Boublil and Stephane "Pit" Le Navelan
All songs Published By ℗2014 PM France Etoile/ASCAP

(For musicians, see credits on each track.)

Executive Producer: Françoise Pourcel

Recorded and Mixed at Gang Studios, Paris in February 2014
Mastered at Sterling Sound, NYC in March 2014

Recording and Mixing Engineer: Christophe Marais
Recording Assistant engineer: Rémy Barbot
Mixing Assistant engineer: Florian Lagatta
Mastering Engineer: Tom Coyne

Art Direction: Stefan Boublil
Icon Design: Peter Crnocrak
Web programming: Peter Freudling
Photography: Michael Weber

Stefan would like to thank:

Steph, my brother and guardian angel on this crazy project that started as a jam session! I couldn't have done it without you!

Mom, who knows so much about the music industry and who wondered so many times how i could possibly, being her son, know so little. Your counsel was indispensable to this adventure.

Claude Puterflame, your kindness is second to none.

Rémi And Florian, "above and beyond" doesn't even begin to describe the days and nights you put into this, je suis dorenavant votre humble serviteur...

All the musicians who recorded four tracks in three days, your talent is only matched by your tenacity, i love you all.

Want to know more? www.stefanboublil.com
Want to read the companion book? www.theconsideredlife.com

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Stefan Boublil New York, New York

First Name: Stefan (Né Stéphane)
Middle Name(s): Franck, Joseph
Last Name: Boublil
Gender: Male
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 185 Lbs
Hair: N/A
Eyes: Blue
Occupation: Designer, Author, Musician
D.O.B.: December 13th 1969
P.O.B.: Neuilly-Sur-Seine, France
Father: Alain Boublil, author (Musical Theater)
Mother: Françoise Pourcel, publisher (Classical Music)
Spouse: Gina Alvarez, Producer
Heirs: Zoel, Leeloo
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Track Name: Let Me Introduce To You (Feat. ZoTronic)
Music is a story
An over told tale
That shows you glory
Glory you can sell

Where do you get music?
From your family? Your friends?
Or do you get it from music
Videos that chime without end?

Music, it can help you express your feelings, or relieve you of pain
It can stop you from going insane!

In the morning I wake up to music
And go to sleep with it
I wonder what would happen if it was done away with

I listen to songs on planes
And long car rides
And would be bored without them
Because they are a part of me

From morning till noon the music goes on, and I hear a wonderful sound and do all but break down

Music is an odd thing
It can decide wether you laugh or cry it can make you nod your head and tap your feet
It changes the mood of everyone you meet

Is music a sound or is it some long lost dialect of a people long ago that spoke in beautiful tones with voices of silk, they spoke music!

Let's be franck here, maybe music is just that, language...

ZOTRONIC OUT!
Track Name: The Pressure
verse 1

Once upon a time, we were told what to think
What to drink, what to wear and that our life's a sprint.

Soon we learn that life is arranged for us,
Created for us, will in good time be introduced to us.

And I went along, why not? My parents love me,
My country loves me, don't understand why they would lie to me.

They meant well, wanted to educate,
Without telling us that our job was to investigate.


verse 2

Too many years later, I woke up
And I realized, that’s a tale I gotta neutralize.

Said “thank you” and went about my way
To find out if I might have anything to say.

Perspective's not a gift, not a donation,
It's exploration, on a path with no distraction.

With conviction find the time to answer
All the questions, on our own without the pressure…

(on our own without the pressure…)


chorus

It’s so much
It’s too much
To bear…

(don't have a choice,
quiet your voice)

It’s so hard
It’s too hard
I swear…

(do what I say,
don't disobey)

I don’t know
I can’t know
The truth…

(go have a drink,
here's what to think)

It's too late,
I've wasted
My youth.

(you're in my debt,
don't you forget)

It’s so much
It’s too much
To bear…
And i think I won’t make it.

It’s so hard
It’s too hard
I swear…
Should I refuse to fake it?

I don’t know
I can’t know
The truth…
But it does seem worth going after.

I'm going,
Not waiting
For proof…
Only wish I had left sooner.


verse 3

Don't know how to say this but I failed a lot,
Re-wrote a lot, step ahead, back in the same spot.

Defining and re-defining, that's the key,
If I plan to see the door opening and finding me.

Gotta work for us, not against others,
Be motivators, of our lives we are the authors.

It's up to us to be whatever,
And start whenever, on our own without the pressure.

(On our own without the pressure…)


chorus

It’s so much
It’s too much
To bear…

(don't have a choice,
quiet your voice)

It’s so hard
It’s too hard
I swear…

(do what I say,
don't disobey)

I don’t know
I can’t know
The truth…

(go have a drink,
here's what to think)

It's too late,
I've wasted
My youth.

(you're in my debt,
don't you forget)

It’s so much
It’s too much
To bear…
And i think I won’t make it.

It’s so hard
It’s too hard
I swear…
Should I refuse to fake it?

I don’t know
I can’t know
The truth…
But it does seem worth going after.

I'm going,
Not waiting
For proof…
Only wish I had left sooner.
Track Name: I Long To Go
I want to know
What happens to
Men when they go.
The sky there blue?…

I want to see,

I long to go.

I am afraid
How will I speak?
When I meet my lord
Will I be meek?

Tirelessly,

I long to know.

Why does he speak to so many men,
And not seem to mind who they are.
He gave me gifts He should not grant,
I might have lived, but now I can’t…

Come get me now,
I won’t resist.
Gone is my vow,
You know the list.

I’m here for Thee,

Please don’t let go.

I don’t regret
What I have done.
I should have felt shame,
But I feel none.

I leave happy,

I long to go.

Why make me wait and make me suffer?
Is it a sin to be a man?
Take me and get on with the show,
My own doorway, where?
I know…
Track Name: I Used To Love You
verse 1

Your silhouettes are cut so fine,
For yours or for your miu-miu line.
I'd read an article that said
forget the rent, give all your bread
For just one suit and shirt and shoes
Brand head to toe, who could refuse?
Your cuts they are incredible
The tech fabrics so flexible
But every season is the same
That's why I tire of your name.
Your collections, your runway
Shows you have little left to say.


chorus

Miuccia I gave you the best of my life,
And you threw it away,
Yeah!
Miuccia, I used to love you!


verse 2

I got to know your juicer first,
Where form and function were reversed.
You took the old and made it new,
When nobody else had a clue.
The changes you made are profound
Your accent never got you down.
Of the romantics, you are the king,
Because of the way you make the plastic sing.
But do we need another chair
To present at another fair?
Find something better to design,
Something that benefits mankind.


chorus

Philippe, I gave you the best of my life,
And you threw it away,
Yeah!
Philippe, I used to love you!


bridge

What happened everybody?
We gotta do more and talk less
We gotta live our lives before we do great work
We have to stop listening to people who tell us we're amazing!
Ugh... Alright,
Who's next?


verse 3

When E.T. went back up the skies,
The tears were flowing down my eyes.
You opened up the world to me,
A world of possibility.
Your tales of ordinary folks
Caught in extraordinary strokes
Inspired me to want to tell
My own stories and tell them well.
But then lost in a world you were
Told way too many times "Yes, sir!"
Now every new hero we meet
Feels like a new dead horse you beat.


chorus

Steven, I gave you the best of my life,
And you threw it away,
Yeah!
Steven, I used to love you!

(I used to love you…)

Adlib
(Get Better…)