Sunday, August 9, 2015

Autarx, reseña del demo

When teens rebel, there is nothing one can do but to pray to the known institutional gods, 
those gods among us, 
and the ruler of all gods, 
a human creation... 

...that creative mass we all come from; 
evolution and our use of that infinite source of pain and depression, just when things are all right. ah, madness...

so they pray for you, yes you, dependable kid, crying alone in the darkness time of your life, when bullies aren't hitting anyone anymore but everyone is, with their mean tweets and mean comments, you seem to think, 'is there anyone out there?' 'is there anyone out there?'

is it?

Cause to be touched by the night, that cold and seductive cover some feel, around our naked body, illuminated by the melancholic drunkenness of that oval reflection of your desires, that blue moon every selected time, specially around your saddest moment, transforms you, pushes you towards the unknown, to rebel against institutions, to search your truth, and to spark that engine, that phoenix of dust, into the flames of your ire, the flames of your youth, coming together, having that moment of peace, while listening, feeling, something you can control, controlling you, in those naive senses we all forget...and we come into being.


Autrax, with the most lively drum bass, its jumping bass-lane, to the pointing rifts and the melodramatic synth, all balanced by a very deep personal and majestic voice of sadness and rebellion, are calling you to raise your hand and dance around them, everywhere they are...


...and yes, there is no difference between teens and adults, cause we all are one, and we all decide, whether or not you are evil to our life or not...but then, what is is evil?

a person who is bothering you?
or a person who is besides you in the darkness of times?




Thursday, August 6, 2015

Van Gogh (1991), reseña de la pelicula

All the materials and sources presented in this post are worth reading, take your time.

Van Gogh, pretty sure you know about him, if you don't, look it up.

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But why is he so important?

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Did he discovered penicillin?


Did he united those against each other?

*- mhh. tricky question, who has done it? 

But sure he was creative, and being creative motivates, in a broad sense of areas, not just in the art one.

Why?

Because, as a person, he was damaged*, which makes him interesting, as shown in his movie...



...and I choose this movie, because of the way he was portrayed; as a strained artist trying to cope with his dementia, while keeping everything disassociated from his true love... 

...not as a beloved personality, but as a devoted ass-hole with a libertine twist of anarchy.



This ode to Van Gogh, was Maurice Pialat daydream being Van Gogh, gracefully performed by another well-know actor and singer as Jacques Dutronc is.



So how do they do it?

Where does it come from?



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Is that all, is there anything more to it?

And where does our creative thoughts come from, and what it is? 


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Monday, August 3, 2015

AKHLYS, reseña del disco The Dreaming I

When something infectious bites you, 
and the reaction first eats your skin, 
then it numbs it, 
when that feeling appears, 
and you still see those insects who inflicted that passage to your suffering, 
and you collapse and then you reflect judging everything you have done, 
when pain is just a stage for a later understanding of how your body releases endorphin and then hallucinations, 

that endless cycle of pounding rhythmic sensations, 
that metabolic destruction of your normality transforms your believes into a realm uncovered by that thing which has given you solitude. 

The march of ants eating you skin, 
that emotional tempest in you... 

is death coming, 
the meaning of knowing something you are not used to but you know is there, 
waiting, 
in your dreams...


Akhlys, A master of perception, a magi or a warlock, an artist, a shaman, an animist, who uses the presence of darkness to convey its desires and wants into a more complex world filled with sounds and mysteries, all created by our lack of understanding of our physical world, but infinite interpretations of our internal one, where the essence of life is hidden deep inside the void of this relative universe.

fear is like a solar system in his world,
and life, life...
what it's life if fear is a solar system?

for those who can listen to this band:


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