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This section is for both, Press and Livians. It answers all (frequently asked) questions, provides you with basic information and features articles and reviews on me and The Name Of This Girl Is. Plus, yep, it includes the Olivia Anna Livki-forum called Livian`s Forum. Of course, questions raised at the forum will be read by moi and my pals now and then, so we can provide answers to them for everyone to read and use. Thanksie, XXOlivia.

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01. LYRICS ARCHIVE

- I AM CARTHAGO Pt.1 (2016)- SPACE MAPPING Verse 1 This place is a sold parade This place is the last place you ought to stay. It s ending Here is your packed case, now one more look around Feel your face, cause you can t feel your feet on the ground Like you re ending. You re not ending. CHORUS It s the end is the beginning down new walls It s the end is the beginning down new halls And it?s written in your face in 1.5 line-spacing It s the end is the beginning down new walls It s the end is the beginning down new halls And it s written in your face that you re a child space mapping Verse 2 Roommates say it s ok, once you bury your small-town-blues Every metropolis is the same it s the friends you gotta chose But making friends in a small-town was a hard thing to do Well in a big one it gets harder than you ever knew CHORUS You re a girl space mapping, you?re a boy space mapping Then once you are shaken up it doesn?t matter where you?re waking up Open your eyes to the same light and a different wall And as that stranger turns towards you, you turn to the wall And become, and become ?.something. Dust to the ground, dust to the ground. HOME Verse 1 Hush, come out of your shelter You know that it?s silly You can do it really You can try Hush come out of your basket Take off your casket Come and dry your eyes If you get lost Cats crawl out of your hair They take you upstairs to a funny place CHORUS Home is where they applaud, they give you a shot To show you can stand, on a plate of sand And they watch you as you go They?re making you cry They?re testing your smile Wanna see if you live or die Cause the world has clutching claws But it makes you forget When love comes your way Verse 2 Hush, now try to be easy, I know you?re uneasy Disappointments have left their achy marks You can pretend it?s your childhood the time when all was good All your plans were bright Then you got lost Now tears fall all through your casket You know you cant mask it By making up your eyes CHORUS NIXON IN CHINA Verse 1 Suppose you were born in a country with college costs So astronomic you could never afford Where elite universities ain?t for intellects But for oil well heiresses and skinny actresses Suppose your mom and dad can?t finance campaigns (like for the) Boys in Armani / future presidents Who party with lobbies and bikini yacht parties They re so XO Gossip Girl, and still you wanna be them Bridge Come baby, come baby, don?t you wanna buy us Come baby, come baby, don?t you wanna dry us Come baby, come baby, I know you like us It s absurd like: CHORUS Ohhhh Nixon in China, Nixon in China Who s your, who s your, who s your daddy? Nixon in China, Nixon in China Verse 2 Suppose you have a good look at Grey s Anatomy A rubber doll who distracts you from reality Cause your life ain t a sitcom all about sex and family Your everyday revolves around economy Cause you got to afford to buy her so she gives you some And you got to afford to buy your friends a drink to have fun Bridge CHORUS Tadatuhdah oohh ahhh It s absurd like Nixon in China ELLEN RIPLEY Verse 1 Nostromo calling in the middle of the night, cause it?s always night time round here I m at the instruments, looking for an answer, looking for a human hand or something Mama says you got to make money to live, but I can?t live if I can?t breath That just can?t be it, just can?t be it, just can?t be it, just can?t be Nostromo calling in the middle of the night. I?m at the instruments looking for a human hand Mama says you got to make money to live but I can?t live if I can?t breath CHORUS Callin Captain Ripley (come Nostromo) Captain Ripley (go beep beep beep) Callin Captain Ripley (come Nostromo) Captain Ripley (go beep beep beep) Verse 2 No lover s gonna hold you, no brother will protect you Nobody s taking the smacks for you baby It s time you learn to rely on your instincts, girl Cause the fittest ain?t always the smartest It s time you understand there s a price to pay for freedom Cause the price is a fear of the world I ain t gonna let you give up or be gentleman-like to you, 21st century-girl Nostromo beeps, I m in the shuttle getting ready It is zero dark thirty Imma blow the place up I had men with beards and a robot, they?re all dripping from the slots? CHORUS NOKE Verse 1 My octogonal brain against your flatscreens My arrow and bow against your machines I shift with the river on my wolves. Woof woo! Mononoke has come to unscrew you, -screw your, -screw your screw. CHORUS Rise up at electric drones! Pow! Heyyeyyey! Rise up in Shibuya downtown! Pow! Heyyeyyey! Rise up at electric drones! Pow! Heyyeyyey! Rise up in Tribeca downtown! Pow! Heyyeyyey! In your sidewalks, in your subways....growing over growing over. In your manholes, on your big walls...growing over growing over Cover up you mirror windows...growing over growing over Gonna green this, green this, green this city! Verse 2 My octogonal rocks against your facades My emus and foxes over your gates My paradise birds will nest in the Westside Green this, green this, green this city! CHORUS Verse 3 And then come the tanks. And then comes the police. And then comes the tanks around the corner. Tank Girl comes out and she says: Do remember to respect the water. Two three four... CHORUS DARK BLONDE RISES Verse 1 See me, see me, when Gotham s ragin I m a bullet and the street is my stage and See me running through the tunnel on my black bike? See me see me, when you see me see me, say! CHORUS Oh! See the dark blonde rising! See the dark blonde rising? Do you see the dark blonde rising? Honk if you see the dark blonde rising! Verse 2 See me growl like Hulk in thunder I m the woman of the year, boy wonder! Wanna raise you up to analyze and ponder Why bullets on film now crash through the big screen See us see us we are coming of ages Loners, freaks, gamers and minimum wages Gotham?s burnin and it has no patience See me see me, when you see me see me, say! CHORUS Verse 3 As I awoke one morning I took my dad?s big gun Super-super-cinematic, Schwarzenegger, Terminator. Put a mask on. I?m feeling like The Motherfucker. Or the dead guy on The Dark Knight? Yeah, Heath Ledger And as I walk into the room Feel like nothing is real Screams in the darkness Screams in the darkness Weird things in my hand Weird things in my head I got the time-confusion I got the panic attacks Who the Hell do you think I am? I?m nobody, he?s gone! We?re nobody, we?re gone! Noone?s friends, noone?s sons! Why don?t you scream a little louder? Come one now, run kids run! You won?t forget me this time As I hold that gun See me see me they say she?s so Nolan When buildings burst and the walls are swollen This ain?t no Hollywood or reality tv Bullets on film now crash through the big screen Oh! See the dark blonde rising. S-s- see the dark dark blonde rising! - THE NAME OF THIS GIRL IS (2011/12) - END OF AN ICEAGE Look at me I`m an adult behind a closed jalousie. Closed the door before the world that`s got nothing to say to me. But there will come a day. Tears of joy in Nomansland. You will realize it`s true that there`s someone, somewhere...singing just for you. Listen to the story now: So when you walk in the streets, there are people, shirts, steam, but the world is not a place, it s a colour flat-screen,and,... the fear of failure follows you in your cellar. More horrifying than a horror-movie, more terrifying than terror. So you go back in your phantasma-cell... Pondering the world in the hands of a geek-girl. And the more you do it the less you can stop. Pondering the world in the hands of a geek-girl. Where we non comprendo the esperanto of money. Where Trump Tower disappears like magic bunnies. Where you`re not getting fucked. Where you`re not getting fucked up. By technocratic beasts in toxic make-up. Where you don t believe in a single word told by the peer. When Julian Assange is the only god they fear! You get vicious. You get hungry. Pondering the world in the hands of a geek-girl. Pondering the world in the hands of a geek-girl. Then the whole thing blows! The whole thing blows! Chunks of slime fly through the air! And then the whole thing blows! The whole thing blows! And there are short circuits everywhere! And then the buildings go! The buildings go! Like they re made of matches or glass! And then the whole thing blows! The whole thing blows! The whole thing blows! The whole thing blows! Then you get out of your hole next morning. And everything`s over and quiet and peaceful. And you re no longer afraid of the future, cause the clocks turned back to zero and it s alright. Yeah, now it s alright. And you re pondering the virgin world in the hands of a geek-girl. Like a HAL 9000 at the end of an iceage. TEL AVIV Tatasilamaki, tatasilamaki, tatasilamaki. Tatahu!! Tatasilamaki, tatasilamaki, tatasilamaki. Explode! 1st Verse They`re saying God helped us out of totalitarianism. So God help us each and every day exist. This is why we can keep our children hungry. While we keep our church-roofs gold. And this is why we drive drunk with Mother Mary in the trunk My whole nation alcoholized and hypnotized. Believing Mother Mary appeared somewhere. Or at least that s what we re told. Bridge So when your own family is telling you things that you really should not believe Like "Satan is 33 and lives in Tel Aviv" And you try and try and try so hard, but you just can t get relief Then there`s no detox for a wall There is no detox for a wall There is no detox for a wall... Chorus When you re a Daugther with the bad manners Explode! 2nd Verse They say cultivation is when you say hello and goodbye When you make that curtsy and sigh. When you let your friend Tommy open the door for you And address you like Norma Jean And when you say "Oh is it raining?" when somebody`s spitting in your face In the most polite way Europe s ever seen When Daddy s coming home drunk and acting all shady, While momma she`s taking it like a lady. Bridge Then your own friends turn away from you, cause you`re not the one day believe While "Satan is 33 and lives in Tel Aviv" And you try and try and try so hard but you just can`t get relief Cause there`s no detox for a wall There is no detox for a wall There is no detox for a wall... Chorus HOLOGRAM 1st Verse I would like, I would like, I really would like some company. I would like, I would like, I really would like some company. You see, I would like you to provide me with some company. But I would like to know more about your company? So I?. Bridge I go to the ministry. And everytime I come around everybody`s real nice, everybody`s real nice every time I come around. But there`s just one thing that strikes me, Ma`am: Everybody is a hologram. Look! Chorus One two three four? And three two one? Now get that gun! 2nd Verse See, now when I`m uptight I really would like some company. See, now when I`m uptight I really would like some company. See I got this invoice for my TV after a man in a suit came and criminalized me. Then he googled my CV, now he`s coming every Friday for tea and cookies trying to advise me, so I? Bridge Chorus 3rd Verse - Sorry I took that gun. - What was that? - I don?t know? - Will you look around? They`re knockin` at your doors, hone! - Come on, listen! Listen! See now when I?m uptight you know I could kill. Cause each time someone?s making me happy against my will. ?Please can I help you Ma`am? Ma`am, I?m a hologram. This place is a hologram. My face is a holo---a haha. I`m wife to a hologram. My life is a hologram. Your dog is a hologram. God is a holo---is a haha!? Chorus NO MEMORY 1st Verse Mom is serious she`s telling me How exciting her life was In `70, `70, `70 She wishes for all the good things for me She`ll make ?em work for me if it kills her cause she`s born me After `70, `70, `70 Then the earth I walk on is hot and the sky is a greenhouse And I yearn for trees, breeze and love in this centigrade degree Of 70, 70, 70? So then I speak and then I scream and then I scream and then I cry And we fall apart and back together side by side And the earth keeps burning In 70, 70, 70 degrees? Chorus So I`m Clearing myself from my mother Clearing myself for the seed of pride And I`m Clearing myself from my father Clearing myself for the last time And there`s nothing like the morning after the night of bad weather And there?s nothing like ending the mourning for the better No memory remains of anxiety Only buildings, but no action No memory, no memory, no memory! 2nd Verse Then the pirate-ships go by Of approximately 50 people Or 70, 70, 70 So what`s up, baby? What`s up, Melanie? Let`s hold hands sitting under a tree, like it?s `70, `70, `70! Chorus 3rd verse Sweet rain will wash away the rabies! Sweet rain will wash away John Rambo! Sweet rain will wash away former rains? No memory, no memory, no memory! Chorus and ah--- Sweet rain will wash away former rains? No memory, no memory, no memory! No memory, no memory, no memory! ABBY ABBY! Intro If you wake up early morning cold in and outside, I ll be right here designing. And if you come home real late and you?re cold late at night then I will be right here designing. Designing?designing?pictures of Abby. Like: ?Abby watching the riverside?, ?Abby watching the riverside?. Abby gets in the rhythm. And she ll get down even if the town goes down. She?ll get down even if the town goes down. Down? 1st Verse If you get into your empty flat with new friends out of side, I ll be right here designing. And if you get one of your panic attacks and heat up inside, I ll be right here designing. Cause if you look to the left it?s the Atlantic and you know that s my right, Abby, I ll be right here designing?Designing..designing?pictures of Abby. Chorus Like: ?Abby watching the riverside?. ?Abby watching the riverside?. Abby gets in the rhythm. She?ll get down even if the town goes down. She?ll get down even if the town goes down. ?Abby watching the riverside?. ?Abby watching the riverside?. Abby gets in the rhythm. She?ll get down even if the town goes down. She?ll get down even if the fuckin? town goes down! 2nd Verse Now you re running, running frantic and you can t sleep tight. I ll be right here designing. You so want them to know your name and it keeps you uptight. Abby, Abby I know that it s frightening. But you reach up to your plans and need someone to be proud, Abby, I ll be right here designing.. Designing..designing...pictures of Abby! Chorus 3rd Verse Everybody`s sayin` the whole city`s goin` down. Everybody`s sayin` it?s gonna be a hard life. Everybody`s sayin` it?s over! But we`ll get down even if the town goes down! We`ll get down even if the fuckin town goes down! ?Abby watching the riverside?. Abby gets in the rhythm. She?ll get down even if the town goes down. Chorus Outro If you get into the subway and you re missing the light, I ll be right here designing. And if you open your window and those planes come crashing down, I ll be right here designing. BAD MANNER RHYME 1st Verse No, you won`t get my number. No, you won`t get a smile. No you won`t get my passport. I got my rights. Say you wanna give me water. Wanna give me pills. Wanna hear me scream. And so I will. And so I will. And so I will. Then I think of my mother. And I think of dad. Think what they`re thinking. All night in bed. How could it be such a good daughter has such a worry. Should I write a letter. Say sorry. Say sorry. Say sorry. Cause in this land whatever you say, You better say sorry. Chorus This is a girl-bad-manner rhyme. It`s gonna get ya, aha aha, gonna get ya! Made for those who suffer for their minds. Gonna get ya aha aha gonna get ya! Your body s a trace of your life. But your heart is...state of the art. 2nd Verse Have a look at the ladies, walking by. And those in Burberry driving by. I could have been well-married walking in Burberry, Burberry, Burberry. But I used to be so clever, used to be an A-straighter. A-straighter, A-straighter. But in this land whatever you say. You re straight A, you re straight A. A scarlet-A... Chorus 3rd Verse Then I say, somewhere in the USA it`s Christmas-time, snow is falling down. And I say "damnit, damnit!", as I see the exit lines, the exit lines. But you see I d rather die on my passport-less feet than please you on my knees! Chorus And I can feel myself getting out of my body. Sometimes it s comforting. To look into the eye of the worst thing that could happen to you and survive. And just prove yourself that you survived. And it s comforting when your mind is going. And you can feel your lamps turn off. EARTH MOVES 1st Verse The moment you regain your consciousness comes the Great Empty. Your friends speak to you, your dad speaks to you, but they just can`t reach your senses. Bridge There are signs. Every street every mile, standing still like wasted time. And there are dreams. Overseas, overseas, so much wider than movie screens. Chorus You gotta feel the earth move. For your goodness, your strength, your youth. Gotta feel the earth move. Believe God made a satin roof. An we`re all under a roof. And we`re all under roof. 2nd Verse Facing the world s great spaces, you decided to hide away. You learned to speak with your eyes cause you don t dare with your mouth, you re so ashamed of each word you could say. Bridge But you get keen, on the beat, on the steam, trembling earth before the plane starts. And you get tired, of the tombs, and the sighs, and someone else`s brokedown lives. Chorus 3rd Verse You sit the day, you hide away, whatever`s coming. Sit the day you re drunk and gay, whatever, you`ll be wrong or right, wrong or right! But whatever, ever, ever, ever ever`s coming. Ever, ever ever e-... You know you will be warm and bright, warm and bright! Chorus And we`re all under roof. And we`re all under roof. And we`re all under roof..... TENNIS RACKETS Intro You wanna see a knockout? Do you wanna see a knockout? You may turn off your radio. You may turn on your tv. Take the backdoor to the backroom. You may cut your throat now. You may shut your mouth now. You may shut your mouth now. 1st verse My door leads to lust. My door says ?Death and Curse?. My God, you usual suspect! The more you feel you get the more you get less. But you know why you love your slavery, take a look at what you`re given! Chorus Come in, pistol babies! Move, move`n` Get your tennis rackets! 2nd Verse My, my, mine is yours?Could you remember who`s this ghost, honey. Sittin` in the backroom with all the dopamine. Knowing what you love the most. Her name is Centerfold, flesh of mind control in nothing but gold. But you know why you love your slavery, take a look at what you`re given! Chorus Come in, pistol babies! Move, move `n` Get your tennis rackets! Come in, pistol babies! Move, move `n` Get your polo jackets! repeat intro 3rd Verse Wanna see you rub your face In mud and in pony waste Wanna see you crumbling! Crawling in the streets and vomiting, Wanna see your little face in the dirt! Cause you don?t feel if you don t hurt, don t feel if you don t hurt, don t feel if you don t hurt, don t feel if you don t hurt! You may cut your throat now! Chorus And get your tennis rackets, get your tennis rackets, get your tennis rackets and oh oh now. Better get your tennis rackets, get your tennis rackets, get your tennis rackets and oh oh now baby, get your tennis rackets and get your tennis rackets and get your tennis rackets and - oh now better get, better get, better get...! SUNRISE IN THE EYES OF OUR MAKER 1st Verse Got the rough, got the rough cold winter hair. Scrubbed the sun of my skin, till there`s nothing there. And when I sit in my tub, I get the small-apartment-scare. When I think another year has passed. Chorus Then it`s sunrise in the eyes of my maker, in his running eyes, it is Sunrise in the eyes of my maker. And I`m falling down on my knees, right, Before the eyes of my maker. And I don`t care, I don`t care, I don`t care anymore. 2nd Verse 2010 came the traffic jam, many struggle in their youth. They wanna show they got game, but noone follows the rules. So you battle, playing chess with the dead, out of their cool-box for work and screw. Till they say: eat and pray, when you re 42. Chorus 3rd Verse So nevermind, nevermind your ambitions turn out wrong. Cause when walk, when you walk, every step`s a song. And when you walk, when you walk, you can`t go wrong. Cause the choice that you made is your own. Your own. Chorus SONG FOR THE TV 1st Verse I wrote this song Though I had another Two minutes long, so you Don`t get bothered By too much music on a music show that suits the gutter For all you "Twilight"-brothers! Bridge Come, hit me while I run All my pals who fear the sun Call `em pals, not friends We don`t trust each other`s hands. So girls come screamin`: "I`m a Greedy, greedy, greedy survivor! Among the last of the feeling I`m a Greedy. greedy, greedy survivor!" Chorus A song for the tv A song for the tv to feed ya A song for the tv A song for the tv then leave me! A song for the tv I`m a greedy, greedy survivor! Nahee!! 2nd Verse So wash it off, the manipulation The making money on lies and degradation Then sing a song in the name of dignity, Cause you only obey to integrity. Got it? Bridge Come, hit me while I run All my pals who fear the sun Call `em pals, not friends We don`t trust each other`s hands. So girls come screamin`: "I`m a Greedy, greedy, greedy survivor! I hit the globe at the ceiling, I`m a Greedy. greedy, greedy survivor!" Chorus A song for the tv, I`m a greedy, greedy, greedy survivor. In the morning you`ll wake, like a little buck living underground. Nahee!! repeat bridge So come hit me while I run All my pals who fear the sun Call us pals, not friends, cause we`re greedy, greedy, greedy survivors! Chorus A song for the tv, I`m a greedy, greedy, greedy survivor. In the morning you`ll wake, like a little buck living underground. Oh, oh, bloood!! Suck! Mmm, that`s good. JOSIE JAWBREAKER 1st Verse Josie is a girl, but she blows up her head She is pushing out her ears and she rolls on her back She`s a foxy. She`s a jawbreaker. Josie is a girl but she rolls on her back, She`s an itchy little bitch and she always finds your anger-switch She`s a foxy. She`s a jawbreaker. Josie is a girl, but she never gets enough She is coming around the corner and she always find your "false-stuff" She`s a foxy. She`s a jawbreaker. CHORUS Used to run for the gates, used to run the state, used to run for minister. Now it`s time to sit down at your Rolf Benz-table Look at me, Mr Gable, your`re fiction! Used to run for the gates, used to run the state, used to run for minister. Now it`s time to sit down at your Rolf Benz-table Look at me, Mr Gable, your`re history! And I`m a foxy! I`m a jawbreaker. 2nd Verse When Josie grows up, she will have the damn school She will have a degree and she`ll get you, you`ll see She`s a foxy. She`s a jawbreaker. Now Josie is a girl, but she knows your inner bush She will switch your inner switch, she will push your inner push (alternatively) Now Josie is no muppet. Got no hand up her ass. Gut no dick up her ass moving her mouth for her. She`s a foxy. She`s a jawbreaker. CHORUS And I`m a foxy. I`m a jawbreaker. Baby, I`m a foxy. I`m a jawbreaker, jawbreaker. Say it! BRIDGE Ahahahah You still run for the gates, you still run the state. You`re a foxy, jawbreaker, foxy, jaw----. You still run for the gates, you still run the state. You`re a foxy, jawbreaker, foxy, jaw----. - STRANGELIVV (2015)- ENTER Verse 1 Enter the world like a magnetic storm of disconnected lives. Enter the world like a magnetic network with disconnected lines. What do we want? What do we need, we must occupy our parks. We have to pay for everything. Nothing belongs to us. CHORUS Enter the world with a rope around your waits. Pulling you high Pull me up, pull me up higher. High high high! And I can t see the ground under the light. And I wanna go higher and I m terrified. High high high! Verse 2 Enter the world of Dungeons and Dragons To escape that real world-ride. The beating the fighting the money money money Want your inside to suck in the outside. They say "get real!" Your real? Your real is Sim City - false desires and very real deceits. Where they pull the rope so tight around your waist. You can hardly breathe. CHORUS INTERNET IS A WEAPON Internet is a weapon A 3rd person-shooter Internet is a weapon A 3rd person sho-a a a Verse 1 2000 years ago We threw our trash out of the window We believed in Hell They took our sins for cash We were stupid and exploited Exploited and stupid So we went out to the marketplace Spitting in the face Of someone we d never seen Who was burning on a stake Sometimes we didn t even mean what we said We just wanted to let it out let it out I wanna kill kill kill Kill kill kill I want you to die For what made me cry I wanna destroy you For what destroys me Internet is a weapon a 3rd person-shooter Internet is a weapon A 3rd person shoo-a a a Verse 2 2000 AD we re a speed-of-light-society Technology fast forward While our mentality moves backwards Lost our faith, jobs and money And ability to talk to somebody We want somebody to burn for it GEEK POWER "The extremists were and they are afraid of books and pens. The power of education frightens them" (Malala Yousafzai) Verse 1 They called us pansies They called us heretics They called us sacrilege They called us witch, faggot They re all like "what the hell?" We re like "whatever. Smacks our all you got when you can only count to seven. CHORUS Strike at me, geek boys. Shakin it with me now, geek power! Strike at me, strike at me. Strike at me, geek girls. Shakin it with me now, geek power! Strike at me! We re the architects of this tower. Oh oh! Verse 2 My school was a small town My books were poliglotic My discs were hypersonic They called me neurotic They call you accident I call it mathematic. You can t learn it, you re prodigeous automatically CHORUS Strike at me, geek boys. Shakin it with me now, geek power! Strike at me, strike at me. Strike at me, with words. Shakin it with me now, geek power! Strike at me! We re the architects of this tower. Verse 3 Built the wonders of this space On keenness of mind Let us out of the Dark Age Our keenness of mind Their irrational rage Wouldn t break us apart Now the one thing that they ll ever learn is they can t kill keenness of mind Not then. Not today. CHORUS Strike at me, gay boys. Who can negate me now, gay power. Strike at me, gay girls, who can negate me now, gay power. You will not stop the education of mind. You will not stop the education of mind. Sell it! Outro: Vinci, Kantie, Rousseau, Woolfie, Euclid, Brontes and Galilei and Galilei. Simone, Jaffi, Stephen, Stevie, Lem-Lem, Eugene, Austen, Patti. Cathy, Toni, Zaha, Joni, Einstein, Gehry, and Galilei and Galilei. Edison, Curies, Veronique, Otomo, Newton, Plato, and Galilei and Galilei. GRADUATION DAY Verse 1 On the day we appear We got no serious Concerns or deliriums Don t know the meaning of failure We press no replay On decisions we made Remember what we used to say On graduation day CHORUS Everyday, I hang on a wire It s graduation day, graduation day Everyday, my head s on fire It s graduation day, graduation day Verse 2 You got so serious When you got your first persiod Got so damn weary of Stupid classmates and cereals And you were packing your materials, portfolio for dreams of Cabiria Ended up making coffee and materials for production superiors Now it s graduation day - 10 years ago. CHORUS Sp damn weary of "got to get serious". So damn weary of "got to get serious". So damn weary of "got to get serious". So damn weary of all your big miracles, So damn weary of success deliriums. So damn weary of "got to get serious". CHORUS Everyday, we hang on a wire It s graduation day, graduation day! Everyday, our heads on fire It s graduation day, graduation day! So damn weary of "got to get serious", So damn weary of "got to get serious", so damn weary of "got to get serious". And I m so damn weary of being inferior. So damn weary of pressure-delirium. So damn weary of our own ideals. SHELDON COOPER Verse 1 Let me take you to a place, where you re a little discomfortable The way we are, evrywhere and all the time really Teach you how to play with words and numbers Play with sounds. Play with souns? Yep! CHORUS One for Wikipedia, one for Death Star Troopers For dead Ophelia, one for Sheldon Cooper, one! One for Wikipedia, one for Death Star Troopers For dead Ophelia, one for Sheldon Cooper, one! Verse 2 Let me take you to Dubai On my plane from Denver Bill and Steve, I m a real big spender See my receiver harrass your little sender Click on me click on me click on me Click click on me Let me be the sowftware to your hardware Get your files rendered I m a robot, like Bender See my receiver harrass your little sender Click on me click on me click on me Click click on me! CHORUS 1 1 0001 1! Verse 3 Everything you see is made of numbers Little trees and tables made of numbers Let me do you Casino Royale-007-style In digitale numbers. Watch: 0010010010001111 CHORUS KATHLEEN S GRADUATION So long, Kathleen, so long Pretty girls always got to go To early So long, Kathleen, so long Pretty girls like us they always got to leave To early Too many bridges crossed Almost forgetting how much easier it was on the green grass BRIDGE They burn you with crosses all over your face and With sand all over the place but CHORUS Heaven opens for those who wait Who have the patience to wait So wait for me, Kathleen Wait for me, Kathleen 2nd Verse You who payed all of your dues even Saturdays and Sundays Whenever the bell would ring You who gave away all of your blues, over maths and big mattes Just a broken cup to dring--- from BRIDGE They know you down with their 44 when you`re only an empty 20. Keep shouting "forever"s at your closed doors But forevers never last for eternity You know that CHORUS Heaven opens for those who wait Who have the patience to wait So wait for me, Kathleen Wait for me, Kathleen 3rd Verse Keep burning pieces of you behind your back, but it Won`t even bother You know a good girl`s face won`t suffer of the lack of Fire in water Heaven opens for those who wait And heaven will open for us You know it`s not just an irony of faith Just the reward for bearing the cross So wait for me, Kathleen Wait for me, Kathleen Wait for me, Kathleen WARSAW 1st Verse I drew a line upon my time in Warsaw And I note a red line in the line of causes I used to be strange in the city I grew up in But a stranger in the one where my blood roots run CHORUS Like a hole they fill you A hole- And you don`t know But all you wanna do is go home 2nd Verse It all begins once you cross the border Then you do it again, you do it again, once again, you do it again You change your name, then you make yourself shorter But the shorter you get the more you don`t fit in the door CHORUS 3rd Verse The the ones recognize you by slavic intonation Then the others recognize you by Western determination And you get so sick of all the adaptation And you draw a line upon your idea of a nation Nothing but a line of borders, God! But their living and dead memories, with no immunization At dawn they`ll make you remember who you are and who you`re not See, at dawn they`ll make you remember who you are and who you re not CHORUS EXPLOITATION Calling all vultures! Calling all uah uah uah! Verse 1 Call it work-experience. Call it working your way up. Call it working your dream. Call it getting your foot in the door, foot in the door. Call it working for credit. Call it working for glory. It s not all about the money (ha, that s funny). Call us interns, call us interns or CHORUS Call it exploitation (yeah, that s right) Call it exploitation (yeah, that s right) Call it exploitation (yeah, that s right) Call it exploitation, time for you to shout it. Out! Ooout! Verse 2 Call it outsourcing. Call it cost-reducing. Call em men with vision. Just preserving tradition. Now boys have no fear. Because of what you fear. Some things we got to say. Without it we just can t walk away. Call it affection, call it protection or CHORUS Call it exploitation (yeah, that s right) Call it exploitation (yeah that s right) Call it exploitation (yeah, that s right) Call it exploitation, time for you to shout it. Out! Ooout! Calling all vultures! Calling all uah uah uah! Calling all vultures! Calling all uah uah uah! H-BOMB Verse 1 Hail to the hypernation of nations, now give me shelter Hail to the white boy nation of nations What we want is your information, donation So we can build you a home where you walk on all fours Hail to the white-boy-nation of nations, now give me shelter Hail to the holy Crown of Creation Better give him your absolute attention Or he will fuck you over like you re Helena of Troy Bridge Boys make hobbies their lobbies 2000 years of cultivating a collective psychosis A paranoia Cause the little girl you desire the most With the ring of power in her armed forces Better not get in the mood to use it CHORUS Got a little IQ for H-Bom-use But a little hard cash will break your fuse Give me shelter, give me shelter, give me shelter Verse 2 Now, KKK and the Birth of a Nation Tell me, did I provoke your aggression? I got 2000 years of an argumentation Your systematic sabotage and smashing Of our cocoons of education Bridge CHORUS Got too little IQ for H-Bomb-use, so you better let it be, let it be FREE WORLD Verse 1 Grandma said "it s ok. But hurry up, it is late." Sara Heat, Sara Heat, Sara Heat. We were bought, then we were sold. By a stranger far away from home. Sara Heat, Sara Heat. Bridge Some people got money to burn, Sara Heat, Sara Heat Big houses and big cars burn, Sara Heat, Sarah Heat CHORUS We work for mosquitoes Mosquitoes of the free world, free world Mosquitoes Mosquitoes of the free world, free world And they came from outer space And they came from outer space Verse 2 For of us on the bus. Two picked up, they look at us. Sara Heat, Sara Heat, Sara Heat. But us two, we were smart. We stayed together, weren t torn apart Until the very end Sara Heat, Sara Heat Bridge CHORUS SUBWAYS Verse 1 I was born in a smalltown. Grew up in the country. Oh kids, they hated me. And I hate the kids. Silly on swings till the sunset. Ride up and down the security-track. Suburbs ar a home for the elder, weher inmates bind you up to join em at Bingo. The kids we knew they never changed. Just got older, sadder and bolder. CHORUS We ran along with the subways. Ran along with the city-nighttrains. Want a life that s incredible. Want a life that s impossible. Verse 2 And I recall: I held hands with my best friend. Sun set upon the white sheds. Where the doctors and accountants lived. And your ideas of the outer world. All broke down when you left for it. Go on, make your kid-dreams come true little girl. You know, you ll never get through to the world. So before we re old and never change. Oh we better run, we better run (before it s too late). CHORUS We wanna run with the subways. Wanna run with the city-nighttrains. Want a life that s incredible. Want a life that s impossible. We want the whole infinity. We want more than reality. So we throw in that karosene. That shit that dope that cristalline. We wanna run with the subways. Wanna run with the city-nighttrains. Wanna run where the sunset takes The touching down and taking of planes. GIRL FROM FATIMA 1st Verse Have mercy on me Cause I just can`t seem to get into second gee. Always fail the exam at the viaduct. Cause I really really really wanna hit somebody! It was when I was 10 and I brought a friend home with a dead sheep hanging in the washing room That`s when I knew my appetite was doomed. It was when I was 8 and my teacher let me out of the bus and I lost the way home all alone That`s when I learned this place wasn`t home. Bridge Then you so bad wanna fit in. Then you so bad wanna be thin. CHORUS Watch that girl called Fatima Cut her hair and get keener Saying ?Goodbye Ol`Screamer!? Watch that girl called Fatima Cut her hair and get keener Sayin`?Oh oh oh, Screamer!? See me slashin` off, slashin` off my false eyelashes. 2nd Verse So have mercy on me Cause I m learning to count my blessings like calories. Bit by bit sweet therapy, rebegin getting back on my narrow feet. No more online-bible telling me how not to eat. Bridge Though I still got that phobia of meat, of blue tights and narrow streets. CHORUS 3rd Verse You`re fed on false dogma-sses. Till you`re fed up with false dogma-sses. And you slash off your false eyelashes! CHORUS PERSONAL NEEDS 1st Verse My tree is shakin` me shakin` me off My hostel`s checkin` me checkin` me out My doctor`s checkin` me, says I won`t be better when sipping of ponds like him And I can`t trust no one Bridge Then I walk into the room and I just don`t trust it. They say ?You`re a girl in bloom. In a perfect frequency-adjustment. But I, I, I can`t see frequency, frequency. CHORUS Can`t seem to figure out why I can`t breathe. Can`t seem to figure out my personal needs. A shaved, shaved horizon. Can`t seem to figure out why I can`t breathe. Can`t seem to figure out my personal needs. A shaved, shaved horizon. Horizon, horizon? 2nd Verse My friend is takin` me, takin` me out. Ain`t got time, cause he`t takin`me, takin`me off on off on off! And I should be takin`a, takin`a rest. Ain`t got time, cause he`s shakin`my, shakin`my dress, my dress, my dress , my dress my ?Jesus! Bridge Then I walk into the room and I just don`t trust him. They say he`s a man in bloom. But I`m just disgusted and I don`t trust him. Cause I, I, I can`t see frequency, frequency. CHORUS Repeat 1st Bridge CHORUS BLOOD PONIES Verse 1 Lisa really hated her first day at school Kinda makes her feel like they make her a fool at school Teacher says about it " it feels a little lonely". But the teachers ain t your friends like your sax and your ponies Your pink ponies But then Lisa got her laptop heavily loaded Verse 2 Lisa wrote an essay, she got good style But they compliment her out and then put her on trial Because principal Skinner s attached to the phony Mr Burns who is ready to offer her ponies Blood Ponies She says: CHORUS Don t come leaping about, blood ponies. Never come leaping about, blood ponies. Don t come leaping about, cause I ll never take Never take that ponyride, blood-ponyride You blood ponies! Get out get out get out! Verse 3 Lisa, what they want is your head on a plate They ll teach you how to dance without it and get laid By blood ponies Til you wake up in your bed with the head of a pony Now it s bleeding on your neck and you take it off slowly The blood pony Say it! CHORUS Blood ponies of the globe unite! Shoo Shoo!

02. What`s the title of Olivia Anna Livki`s debut album-Re-Release?

Olivia Anna Livki`s debut-album was called The Name Of This Girl Is (2011). It will be re-released as THE NAME OF THIS GIRL IS - EXTENDED incl. 3 Bonus Tracks through EMI (Sept 2012)

03. How, when and where will it be released?

TNOTGI - Extended will be released on EMI in September 2012

04. What`s the title of her newest single?

ABBY ABBY! (Choir Girl Remix) will be released on EMI in Sept 2012, featuring Olivia´s first official video. It promotes EMI´s THE NAME OF THIS GIRL- EXTENDED.

05. What is L I V V and does it cause hallucinations?

L I V V is Olivia`s label. Founded in 2010 as M I N D Recording Studio ("mind" quoting her second-favorite Talking Heads-record Fear Of Music), the realities of life and her quarrells qith record companies who cause a serious danger to her music and future as an artist forced her to turn her studio into a label. The new name also defines the change of attitude and function that went along with that decision: L I V V stands for Leaders Of Intellect vs. Verticom. Olivia releases her singles and album through it, manages herself, books shows and does all promo through it. She`s planning to co-operate with license-partners when releasing her future recordings (ergo making sure that L I V V remains the original owner of material rights and royalties, so that they stay in the family and with her kids, who shall hopefully inherit it). She`s also planning to release and especially produce other artists on her label and eventually, in 10-15 years or so, slowly turn it into a music- and film-production-company. A home for creative, hard-working people with big, unusual, complex and sometimes hard to realize ideas for the future of music and cinema that usually are very hard to convince "industry-people" of, but eventually push things forward for this culture. HA!

06. Is "Olivia Anna Livki" a pseudonym?

Yeah, of course. Obviously...(c`mon have you ever heard of such a weird last name? No, it`s not Russian). The girl`s real name is "Olivia Anna Schnitzler". "Livki" is a nickname her dad gave her when she was a kid, obviously its origin is "O-livi-a". She made it her last name as a musician "cause it isn t related to any particular culture or nationality, which is basically what I am and what this stuff is about. And it`s funny, weird-sounding. A sense of humour not everyone understands. Again the story of my life....".

06. What are Olivia's professions and her functions/skills in music?

Olivia studied directing at film school, but quit after half a year for Film Studies, English Philology and Comparative Literature at FU Berlin. She finished her BA in 2009. Today, she works as arranger, producer, vocalist, bassist, does African drumming, programmes samples, keys n beats. Apart from that, she directs (e.g. the video to Tennis Rackets which is soon gonna happen) and is planning to make her label L I V V a film production company in the future.

08. Where is she from?

Well, Olivia Anna Livki is a German artist of Polish origins. Mom`s Polish, dad`s German. So far so simple-sounding. She was born in Opole, Poland and raised in Germany near Stuttgart since she was 6. After school she went on to study in Berlin which made her move to the capital (not because she loved it and wanted to be "part of the scene". That certainly wasn`t the reason). Berlin is where she began playing her first shows, where she lives at the moment and where her company L I V V is based.

09. What are her mother tongues?

Olivia's main mother tongues are German and English (though at home they re usually mixed up in weird ways). But her mom made sure, she wouldn t forget how to speak and write Polish (forcing her to read fairytales out loud once a year!), so she can do that. Before studies, she spent half a year at Warsaw Film School and during studies she took a Polish-course to improve her writing skills. Which has greatly improved since she`s been trying to respond to each sweet fan-message and does her best to do her Polish interviews in Polish. ;)

10. Damn! How old is La Livki? She looks so young!

Livki is veeery old and wise

11. What does this L I V V mean and want of us?

Leaders Of Intellect vs. Verticom. L I represents artists dedicated to "intellectual brain-pop music", who are clearly underrepresented and systematically ignored by mainstream media. It stands up against pop culture`s trend of sexualization and the ideology of dependent artist-marionettes attached to the strings of corporate powers, singing soma-popsongs to an easily manipulated idiot-audience. How? -With the help of independence (building own companies) and absolute creative control. Verticom is of course Dr Evil`s company in Austin Powers-movies. Olivia is working her ass off to become a good, honest, respectful and reliable "role-model" (yep, she isn`t afraid of that responsibility! Somebody`s gotta do it) to other, (younger, femaler) artists and smart school-geeks who identify with similar values and dream of doing the same things. Sigh.-

12. Where has Olivia played shows so far? Where is she going to play?

She has played Berlin, NYC, Poland and Chech Republic. She played the following festivals: - Coke Live Music Festival 2011 - OFF Festival 2011 - Beseda u Bigbitu, Chech Republic 2012 - Soundrive Festival, Gdynia 2012 - Queer Eye Festival, Prague 2012 - Transsmisja, Cracow 2011 On Nov 9th 2011, the day of her album-release, she supported Lenny Kravitz at Torwar, Warsaw.

13. Who manages Olivia Anna Livki?

Olivia is currently managing herself. But she`s urgently looking for a trustworthy, reliable and competent management and booking agency for Germany, Poland, and maybe UK. (The work-load is really too much for her ;))

14. Forum-question: St Louis Blues

Hi Swain Sprobuje za jakis czas przetlumaczyc to na Polski. Ale dzisiaj brak mi juz sil i czasu. Wiec moze przynajmniej ciut ciut pomoge tym Tobie i innym. 1. Autor piosenki to slawny kompozytor klasyki Bluesa z poczatku 20-tego wieku, W C Handy. Byla interpretowana przez wielu woalistow luesowych i jazzowych wiec istnieje wiele wesrji tekstu. Ja kiedys zakochalam sie w tej piosence w wersji Bessie Smith ktora jest jedna z moich ulubionych wokalistek. Polecam wiec jej nagranie i film w ktorym spiewa ta piosenke (poszukaj go na youtube), dla mnie to ona jest "esencja" tej piosenki i historii. Potrafi niesamowicie spiewac tragedia zycia codziennego. oto tekst w jej wersji: My man`s got a heart like a rock cast in the sea My man`s got a heart like a rock cast in the sea (I love th way she sings that intro acapella in the movie :)) Or else he would not have gone so far from me I hate to see that evening sun go down It makes me feel like I`m on my last go-round Feeling tomorrow like a feel today So I`ll pack my trunk and make my getaway St Louis woman with a diamond ring Pulls my man around on his apron strings If it wasn´t bout her and that store-bought-hair The man I love would have gone nowhere. Nowhere I got the St Louis blues and I`m blue as I can be That man`s gotta have a heart like a rock cast in the sea 2. Mozesz grac bluesy 12-barowe na absolutnie wszystkim. Sa po to takie proste aby kazdy mogl je dalej interpretowac, grac po swojemu i niesc jak ziarno dalej by je zasiac w kolektywnej pamieci ;) Wiec na czym ccesz po prostu graj (po swojemu). 3. Pracujemy nad tym. Ale tam gdzie chca nam odpisac i nas wziasc mozemy grac. Czyli pracujemy, ale sami jeszcze nie wiemy na sto procent co jak wyjdzie. Miejmy nadzieje, ze tak. Obserwuj terminy na wiosne (wtedy bedzie promo-tour). buziaki a teraz wiecej na moj ulubiony temat po angielsku The author of St Louis Blues is the famous early Blues-composer W. C. Handy. It was performed by many vocalists, both Blues- and jazz-related. The version I fell in love with is Bessie Smith`s. She`s one of my favorite singers and generally had a great influence on me. Cherishing and reminding of her legacy is the reason I play the song at concerts, usually introducing is as a Bessie Smith-tribute. Because the song has established and is part of a very old, tradition of carrying on and "spreading" the heritage of music by re-playing and re-interpreting the stories and themes in one`s own way, many versions of the lyrics have come to be. Bessie`s is (mostly, haha, even the singers themselves never were uptight about it): Re-interpreting such material has really always been all about personal, individual relationship to the story (which is what the Blues is very much about. It´s great, simple and very "down to earth" storytelling. I love St Louis Blues, cause you can tell the sarcasm, irony, humour, anger, depression, frustration in the lyrics. It`s simply very well written story you can play around with fabulously moving in all directions musically-that??´s what the Blues is,lol), but also to the song, the recording, the former interpreters. It`s very much a conversation with the song, it`s history and the artists who preceded you. So for me, being a white European girl, it`s about getting away from the Blues and Bessie, avoiding imitation and phrenology, yet expressing respect. So I go back to her version of the lyric, her interpreation, yet also straight back to the very core of the song as Handy made it. It`s become a very straight, Punk-like almost expression of anger, frustration, helplessness, turning in its own directions. That`s the only thing I can recommend you. You need to find your own relation and solution to the very basic core of the song. Nevermind the instrument. Just listen to Bessie`s amazing recording and play around with the basic bar-structure and the lyrics (check out the movie too, it`s great, look it up on youtube)

15. Forum-question: Personal Needs

Yes, "Personal Needs" will be released in 2012. We aren`t sure yet whether it will become the B-side to a single (like Song For The TV) or part of the next regulary album.

16. Forum-Question: Warsaw, Kafleeen´s Graduation

POL Obydwie piosenki istnieja dotad tylko jako demowki i nigdy nie zostaly oficjalnie wydane. Znajda sie jednak na drugim albumie planowanym na 2013, prawdopodobnie w aranzu bardzo oszczednym, zblizonym silnie do Voice´n´Bass-owego demo. ENG Both songs so far exist as demo-versions only and haven´t been officially released yet. They will be released on my 2nd album and EMI-release (2013). The arrangement of the album-version will probably remain very minimal and quite close to the Voice´n´Bass-demo.

17. Forum-question: my height

1, 65m

18. Why this forum has been neglected for a while (including the whole site)

19. Do I have brothers or sisters?

I only have a half-brother named Alex (same biological father). But we were not brought up together.

Reviews and Interviews

CONCERT-REVIEW PL: Urban Garden, Jan 2012

"Wulkan Energii w Urban Garden"

http://mowianamiescie.pl/wulkan-energii-w-urban-garden-czyli-the-name-of-this-girl-is-olivia-anna-livki/

CONCERT-REVIEW PL, SPATIF 2012

"Dziewczyna z basem rozniosla Spatif"

http://rozrywka.trojmiasto.pl/Dziewczyna-z-basem-rozniosla-Spatif-n54536.html

CONCERT-REVIEW Lenny Kravitz / Olivia Anna Livki Torwar 2011

CGM.pl, Artur Rawicz

"Lenny, glupcze!"

http://www.cgm.pl/aktualnosci,19447,lenny_glupcze,news.html

CONCERT-REVIEW Urban Garden 2012

AKTIVIST, Rafal Rejowski

http://poglos.aktivist.pl/2012_01_01_archive.html

CONCERT-REVIEW SPATIF 2012

Brand New Anthem, Gosia Gburczyk

http://brandnewanthem.pl/show-livki/

REVIEW "The Name of This Girl Is" PL: 

Magazyn Gitarzysta / Magazyn Basista

Kuba Chmiel

www.magazyngitarzysta.pl/muzyka/recenzje/8382-olivia-anna-livki-the-name-of-this-girl-is.html

 

rating: 10/10

text:

Iluż to już polskich artystów deklarowało, że ich płyty przeznaczone są dla słuchaczy otwartych na eksperymentalne, nowatorskie brzmienia. Większość tych wydawnictw rozbijała się potem z hukiem o bruk rzeczywistości, okazując się niczym nie wyróżniającą się, prymitywną papką przemielonych, bardzo oklepanych pomysłów.
Po bardzo udanym występie Olivii Anny Livki w popularnym programie telewizyjnym "Tylko muzyka. Must be the music" pojawiła się nadzieja na odświeżenie polskiej sceny alternatywnej. Na czczym gadaniu tym razem się nie skończyło - płyta "The Name of This Girl Is" ma duże szanse, by zmienić sposób postrzegania muzyki nad Wisłą.

 

 

Olivia Anna Livki urodziła się w Opolu jednak większość swojego życia spędziła w Niemczech. Ponownie znalazła się w Polsce dość niedawno, o czym mogli się przekonać widzowie pierwszej edycji popularnego programu muzycznego. Olivia programu co prawda nie wygrała, ale dzisiaj śmiało można zaliczać ją do grona zwycięzców. Założeniem tego typu show jest wszak wyłapanie z polskiego rynku muzycznego najlepiej rokujących wykonawców i zapewnienie im tych jakże ważnych pięciu minut obecności w telewizji. Następny krok należy już do artysty. Debiutancki album Olivii stanowi dowód, że udzielony jej kredyt zaufania został spłacony z nawiązką.

"The Name of This Girl Is" jest albumem koncepcyjnym, zawartym w dziewięciu utworach. Każdy z nich idealnie jest wkomponowany w całość. Nie bez znaczenia też jest kolejność utworów, które na zmianę prezentują raz psychodeliczne innym razem bardziej łagodne oblicze Olivii. Wielkim finałem tych przemian osobowości jest "Tennis Rackets", a następujący po nim "Sunrise In The Eyes Of Our Maker" stanowi delikatny epilog albumu.

Debiutancki krążek Olivii Anny Livki zaskakuje na każdym kroku. Począwszy od znakomitego głosu artystki, kończąc na genialnej produkcji i brzmieniu zmiksowanego materiału (wielkie brawa dla Patricka Dilletta). To jedna z najlepszych brzmieniowo polskich płyt, które słyszałem w ostatnich latach! Wszystko tu zachwyca; świetnie ponakładane wokale, monumentalnie brzmiące bębny, rewelacyjnie zaaranżowane dźwięki basu, perkusji i skrzypiec wkomponowane w cudowne i urzekające kompozycje. Nie wiem do końca w jakim gatunku to się mieści. I z wielką satysfakcją mogę powiedzieć - guzik mnie to obchodzi.

 

Kuba Chmiel

REVIEW "The Name Of This Girl Is" PL:

Interia.pl

Piotr Kowalczyk

http://muzyka.interia.pl/plyty/recenzje/news/nie-jestesmy-na-nia-gotowi,1725365,5620

REVIEW "The Name Of This Girl Is" (ENGLISH)

Polish Sound.com

http://www.polishsound.com/review,13,the_name_of_this_girl.html

INTERIA.PL, Poland 2011

preview to "The Name Of This Girl Is"

"Olivia Anna Livki: Spodziewaj Sie Niespodziewanego"

http://muzyka.interia.pl/wiadomosc-dnia/news/olivia-anna-livki-spodziewaj-sie-niespodziewanego,1834538/f29d9221ee7fe5197d8f09dc8041573b

REVIEW The Name Of This Girl Is - Extended (2013)

Onet.pl

rating: 4+ / 5

http://muzyka.onet.pl/plyty/katalog/olivia-anna-livki-the-name-of-this-girl-is-extende,651105,plyta.html

T-MOBILE MUSIC

Find the great number of articles and interviews T-MOBILE MUSIC.PL wrote about Livki, here:

http://www.t-mobile-music.pl/szukaj?q=olivia-anna-livki

interview at www.cgm.pl!

1 NA 1: Artur Rawicz vs Olivia Anna Livki part 1

1 NA 1: Artur Rawicz vs Olivia Anna Livki part 2

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Paola Menin-interview (POL)

 

part 1

http://tuba.pl/tubapl/1,113649,10850951,Olivia_Anna_Livki_w_ogniu_pytan_Paoli_Menin___czesc.html

 

part 2

http://tuba.pl/tubapl/1,113649,10863288,Olivia_Anna_Livki_w_ogniu_pytan_Paoli_Menin___czesc.html

 

 

T-Mobile Music-interview (POL):

http://www.t-mobile-music.pl/opinie,6788,wywiad_nie_umiem_sie_dopasowac.html

NA TEMAT.PL on Olivia Anna Livki and fashion

http://natemat.pl/33765,olivia-anna-livki-kostium-jest-moim-jezykiem-livki-to-jedna-z-najlepiej-ubranych-mlodych-piosenkarek

BRAND NEW ANTHEM-Interview

http://brandnewanthem.pl/architekt-muzyki-pop-w-tybetanskim-pomaranczu-wywiad-z-olivia-anna-livki/