| The effect... |
Something like a road through the firs, a small trail of the forest, was leading to a region that infrequently the light of the sun entered inside; like you’re piercing the kingdoms with strange beings living into. The sounds, sudden gusts of air, rustle of leaves behind you, the gleams in the deep creating the aesthesis of the bizarre.
This, you can’t be wrong, haunted place found an end towards a calm rivulet, and then almost half an hour walking above an even more gnarled reincarnation of the previous path you reached the oak hut with the strange symbol on the door. A smell of burning wood fall upon you as you came in and saw upon the desk, right in front of the fireplace, the first page of an old book.
“When I’m trying to fill these empty pages
Seems like I’m breathe out black hopes
Escaping the concrete rot and sanctimony
Permeating with the eternal spiritual warmth”
A weird force made you get out to climb the bank. Yes, that one, and when you reached the other side…
The effect
Lost into the past’s abyss
I appear frighten
Darkness around, fire in front
Drum’s music
Fairies in delirious rhythms
Maniacal dancing
Like wanting persuade for their life
Do they have something to say?
But a sun will break the night
Blaze unknown, new
Such its rage, the choler
Burning all. Conquer with no mercy
In place of woods, here is desert
They thought it could be fertile
All those fools, even the gods
And the sun still is high
Buried songs, pleasures, wishes
Into the dust
And only with violent storms
Revealed ancient glorious forgotten dreams
But the sand one day will go
This teaching curse
By eyes wielding from the pure source
Traveling deep, to see
Out from the abyss, the lethargy
Like a blind prophet
The vision veil, the hope I speak
Let us rouse the concubine
Pure in heart, clean in mind
Passion divine, holy curse
Bathing and dressing in the moon
The Muse is looking at you
But before the coming of the apocathilosis we must seek the reason.
Into a dark room lying
The black walls are crying
Purple tinge from the window
Photos of an old knotty willow
And in the dim center
A silver bed
Recumbent the dead
Mother’s fingers on piano
Melodies of an arm’s fanon
Shaping a veil in grey
For resurrection she prey
The basic airy gestalts that oppressed and still oppress the logic starts from logical demands. The answers were given but the questions remained. From the abyss of the creation beaten travelers anticipated in nothing. Plenty cool water and sapid foods were given, yet no one questioned why. But one day to a sailor warrior that wanted to return home the Gods dictum appeared and it fell like broadaxe on his head. Everything tends to equilibrium, or maybe not? The second dark abyss surely has the gift of treatment’s parity but it creates fear. And fear creates other needs. In the end each one traveler has a cloak of his own unique pure fear.
I move on, but I feel I’m lost
Into infinity blue light
Far away, I see red suns
Is it the end of the journey?
White haired wise old owls
Said a lot about that
But all are lies
Only cold is in my soul
Into this vastness
The loneliness and the incertitude
Will make logic to decay
As you beg for an end
What a shame! This is eternity!
Only a god can handle
I feel whispers
Out in the nothingness
A voice, just over there
Speaking about the presence
Them, of the Gods
They are thousands, countless
And in the coldness
I disappear
Becoming wind
A lonely god
Knowledge I gain
Draught of air around
Coming from everywhere
From nowhere, the nothing
Yet I feel but I cannot see
Realize, yet cannot touch
Listening, without understanding
Speaking to the air
And the only I do
Is to run to the infinity
Screaming, crying
For the flesh’s destruction
Dedicated to Antonin Artaud.
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Posted by Yiannis Doukas on 11/06/2009 at 14:57
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| Metal, what is Metal? |
Before I start to write down some thoughts I have, let's say that this is not the history of Heavy Metal. To do that, it would probably take me a year or so to gather all the information needed and the whole storage space of Metal Temple mag. In this editorial, I just want to share with you the question that I have in my head for quite a long time: "Where does Metal music go and is it Metal what we are getting from the new bands?". So, you'll notice below that there is some incompleteness as far as the bands concern and about some "genres" of Metal. That's why I'm going to write about just for some of the most common "types" of the music we love and the new stuff that is called "Metal".
Metal as a genre was made piece by piece starting back in the late 60's with bands like LED ZEPPELIN, STEPPENWOLF and musicians like Jimmy Hendrix. Bands whose music we still love, almost 50 years from their time.
Time was passing by and new bands were coming up in front. Bands like BLACK SABBATH, AC/DC, JUDAS PRIEST, KISS are some of them that took Metal from the hand and guided it to new territories. From then on, we are all familiar with how the story of our beloved music went.
If Rock is the log of a big tree, Metal is one of its main branches and smaller ones started to grow on it. New Wave Of British Heavy Metal, Glam, Thrash, Doom, Death, Black, Power/Epic and Progressive, with bands like IRON MAIDEN, SAXON, EXODUS, METALLICA , VENOM, BATHORY, DEATH, POSSESSED, CANDLEMASS, PENTAGRAM, MANOWAR, HELLOWEEN, TWISTED SISTER, RATT, DREAM THEATER.
... and if I continue I will never stop!
That was the kind of Metal that me and my friends, and many of you, grew up with. Classic bands that made our necks ache, made us wear tight jeans, T-shirts of our favorite bands, arm-ware with spikes that nowadays we would consider to be a lethal weapon, stitch patches of bands logos on our jackets etc. But now, things have changed... dramatically. From jeans and leather we went to the knee breeches. Well, they may be more comfortable but I believe that there is something wrong. OK, the outfit by itself doesn't make you a metalhead, but looking like a rapper - no offence to the ones that listen to that kind of music of course - is not going to help keep our beloved music branch alive.
As I mentioned before, Metal - even though it had some strict "rules" - was a kind of music and a way of life that always evolved. And this is the only way for something (or someone) to stay alive. So the bands started to mix kinds of music that had from a small similarity to nothing in common with Metal. Classic music, gothic, industrial, rap, hardcore, are some of those. Even though, there are some bands that took the risk to combine those styles of music that I really love (FAITH NO MORE, MINISTRY, PARADISE LOST, to name a few) I don't think that we can say that they are METAL bands. And, unfortunately things took - in my opinion - the wrong way.
True Heavy Metal is in a coma and only a few bands try to get out of it. The majority of the music industry nowadays is all about business and money. And since the Media pass to the new audience bands like SOULFLY, NIGHTWISH, CONVERGE and SLIPKNOT - even though I like the last band's music - the Metal scene has no future. Unfortunately, just by grabbing an electric guitar and start creating noise, having fast rhythms or, for bands like NIGHTWISH, having some guitar solos and some heavy riffs, doesn't make you a Metal band. We are living in an era that foreign music styles that came to give a flesh breath to Metal eventually swallowed it! All that 'core' thing, even though it gave a boost to our favorite music, right now kills it from inside. Same thing with gothic; it came to make a branch of Metal darker but right now a gothic band can call themselves "Metal" just because they have a guitar solo, in order to sell more records. So we find ourselves questioning: What is Metal music in our days? And: are all these bands that the Media present to us as 'Metal' the future or the murderers of Metal as a music genre and a way of life?
I know that if someone likes to say that he is a music fan, he ought to have his ears open. I'd like to believe that I'm one of them. But as far as Metal concerns, I think it took the wrong turn and it heads to elimination. At the start it was in front and the mixture with other styles just helped Metal to evolve and stay alive. Right now Metal plays a secondary role. The river doesn't go back and I'm not a fortune-teller to tell you what the future will bring. But I'm also not a prophet of doom. The underground scene is still alive, there are still bands that play Metal, old and new ones like MASTODON or GOJIRA, and many young fans are making a turn to the classic 80's Metal style. So there is still a chance to save HEAVY METAL: A way of life and not only the music genre.
"Heavy Metal is the law that keeps us all united free
A law that shatters earth and hell
Heavy Metal can't be beaten by any dynasty
We're all wizards fightin' with our spell."
(HELLOWEEN - 1985)
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Posted by Harry on 15/04/2009 at 14:48
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