пятница, 30 марта 2018 г.

Made to Love

 

Have a seat here for you
We were made to love
We were made to love
You was in for me too
We were made to love
We were made to love

Oh I never seen anything
It much more then you and me
Extraordinary see
Oh I never loved
I never loved
Never loved someone like this

Oh have you ever know
When you lay you eyes on
You're a perfect work of art
I knew right from the start
I was never sure
Of a God before
But I know he must exist
He created this


All the most beautiful essences of our universe are dissolved in music like this. Because this is a pure sound of love for this incredible world that I keep inside of me.. Mysterious, inconceivable and eternal...
And this music fills me up to the edge, but I cannot comprehend such beauty, so I just let it drown me...

воскресенье, 25 марта 2018 г.

Triptych


So now that you know it's right
Can you see it from the otherside
Do you see there is no wrong or right
Can you leave them in another tide
There will be no other promise
I can now give to show the other slight
So the ground will make your love light
Hold the sleepers to the morning light

So do you lead them to the light
Tie the noose or settle sides
Can you bring them to another life
Can you breathe into a lovers lie
So while we sink into a second sign
Fold the leaves into a dotted line
You will see the limbs of love and pride
Follow suit without a single sigh

So as the doctors came around
No one dared to make a sound
The architecture
Gave up the sects and it made no sense at all
So when the arcs had run aground
And the visitors allowed
We gave conjecture
One by one and it made no sense at all
It made no sense at all
 

Yes, these lyrics make no sense at all, but these amazing guitar patterns and passionate vocals just blows me away... But I feel elusive void in this music.
And now I'm thinking about what is more difficult: to write something that make sense or something absolutely meaningless?

среда, 21 марта 2018 г.

Leathers


This is your chance
Revolt, resist!
Open your chest
Look down, reach in

This is your test
Come forth, confess!
Extend your tongue
Speak out, go on

Shedding your skin, showing your texture
Time to let everything inside show
You’re cutting your ties, now and forever
Time to let everything outside you
Shed your casing
Show your lines and shapes

Cutting all ties now and forever, time to go


Чем больше ты даешь, тем больше от тебя требуют. Грань, по которой ты идешь, становится все тоньше и тоньше и тебе приходится прилагать все больше усилий, чтобы продолжать идти по ней. И казалось бы, лучше бы ты никогда и не ступал на нее. Но если уж ты ступил на этот путь и пошел вперед, назад возврата уже не будет. Останется либо идти по ней всю жизнь, либо сорваться вниз... 
И может быть, просто сорвись вниз? Возможно, хотя бы в падении ты обретешь свободу...
 

понедельник, 19 марта 2018 г.

Endless Winter

 "O, wind, if winter comes, can spring be far behind?" - Percy Bysshe Shelley
A cold wind was blowing from the north and mantled the world, which was ready to wake up, with imperishable white snow...
Let's not be sad that spring lingers, and just enjoy the cold silent greatness of winter.
Anyway, no winter lasts forever and that day will come soon, when you'll go out to the street and finally feel the warm gentle breath of spring on your face... And I still remember how that day came year ago... So let it be just another remembrance.

воскресенье, 18 марта 2018 г.

Play

 

Don't quit on me now tonight
The last time
You poison my mind tonight

I'm running away
Get out of sight
Bruised legs, cut lips
I wanna see ya


I don't dance 'cause I want to
I dance 'cause I need to
I'm gonna die to own this room
Yeah I need this more than you
I can't help but wonder
Is this romance?
Standing still makes me confused
What happened to the kid in you?
I wanna see ya play


When just one time is not enough, so here's my second favourite thing.
I think I know what I'll do next time when I'm alone...

суббота, 17 марта 2018 г.

Major System Error


I can see a major system error in you
You think one plus seven, seven, seven makes two
If your story ever, ever, ever came true
Can you keep it together?


I do not suffer from mental disorders, but under this track - why not...? Let's burn the whole world down, at least for these three minutes. Or maybe three times by seven, seven? More likely. Damn, it's so freaking gorgeous! I absolutely adore this guys, even though we met yesterday...

среда, 14 марта 2018 г.

Tempest

Take out the stories
They've put into your mind
And brace for the glory
As you stare into the sky
The sky beneath
I know you can't be tired

Lay there
Stare at the ceiling
And switch back to your time
Just go ahead
And try and taste it
I know it should be ripe

Thrust ahead

Turning in circles, been caught in a stasis
The ancient arrival cut to the end
I'd like to be taken apart from the inside
Then spit through the cycle right to the end

Deftones - Tempest

Sometimes it's actually hard to understand what the song is about, and everyone is free to interpret it the way he feels it. Therefore...

"You're too young, and by now you get so high
But every day real life passes by
Days turn into nights
Hours turn into years
Until you reach your own event horizon
Please, remember
You never be younger than in this very moment" 


понедельник, 12 марта 2018 г.

My Name Is Human

 

I'm feeling the way that I'm feeling myself
Fuck everyone else
Gotta remember that nobody is better than anyone else, here
(Do you need some time to think it over?)
Look what they do to you
Look what they do to me
Must be joking if you think that either one is free, here

Get up off your knees, girl
Stand face to face with your God
And find out what you are
Hello, my name is human
And I came down from the stars

Fire world, I love you

I'm up off my knees, girl
I'm face to face with myself
And I know who I am
(Hello, my name is human)
I stole the power from the sun
I'm more than just a man
(No longer disillusioned)


This song amazed me from the first seconds with its atmospheric, distant and transcendent post-rock sound, which inclines to a long journey beyond reality of this world... And I was very upset when the voice breaks into this realm of pure beauty. But when the chorus sounded it exploded like a burst of a star, so I bowed my head and closed my eyes...
I was completely fascinated by the cold detachment and greatness of this music, as if universe was dissolved in it. And while listening to this sempiternal sound, I felt how it grows inside of me, consuming me, carrying away somewhere far beyond...
And despite this trip was too short, it was unspeakably beautiful. But now I'm afraid to listen to the rest of the album, because I know that I can hardly find something else that can be so magnificent...

суббота, 10 марта 2018 г.

Boulevard of Broken Dreams


I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known
Don't know where it goes
But it's home to me, and I walk alone
I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps
And I'm the only one, and I walk alone

I'm walking down the line
That divides me somewhere in my mind
On the border line
Of the edge and where I walk alone
Read between the lines
What's fucked up, and everything's all right
Check my vital signs
To know I'm still alive, and I walk alone

My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone


It was so weird to hear this song yesterday, like a hello from such a distant past... In those days it seemed that there was no person in the world who didn't know and didn't love this song, and I couldn't remain indifferent to its spell. And while I was listening to this beauty, I seemed to drifted away on 13 years back, in those days when I was airily happy, free and lonely. And to hear it that day was so symbolic...
I love music for the fact that it almost always can express our feelings and emotions much better than ourselves, and it's so incredible: to find there your own reflection, to see in these lines what you were once and who you are now. And this song like no other reflects my eternal desire for loneliness so perfectly... Because only in being alone I can find myself, feel the beauty of this world so clearly and sensitively and be truly happy.
But until this moment, I rarely muse about what I'm putting into these words... After all, I think I don't mean absolute loneliness, but only solitude...
Because the truth is, somewhere deep inside I always needed someone who would be next to me and with whom I could share myself, let into my world, give a part of my loneliness. Because after all, without these people we will always have a black hole inside us, which we will find ourselves constantly walking around in the daytime, and falling in at night. We always have an irresistible need to give a part of ourselves to someone else and take a part of them. Their dreams, their scars, their stories.
But still, somewhere deep inside we will always keep a part of pure loneliness. Because no one will ever take all of us, won't feel what we feel, won't fall in love with what we love. And some parts of us will forever be undivided...
But if something goes wrong and your solitude changes to loneliness, remember... After all, back then you were all alone and you were so happy in the same time... And if the hour of absolute loneliness comes again, can you handle it? Even after you learned what it means not to be lonely and not to write all these things into emptiness? Will you handle it?
Promise me you will. 

четверг, 8 марта 2018 г.

Hurt

There is flowers in her veins... And she will cut her veins because of flowers.

 


I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything

I wear this crown of shit
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else
I am still right here

If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way 

среда, 7 марта 2018 г.

Cordelia



But she is good for me
I've needed excitement
Ever since I got the job in the city
I live my life through her
And that's enough
To still grab onto the world
By the neck of its scruff
And I go crazy when she calls my name
'cause we have fun
And I go crazy when she calls my name
'cause we have fun


Only God knows how I love this song... The feelings it evokes in me are unfathomable, I can't even catch this sorcery flying in the air to describe it... These perfect ethereal guitar patterns, exquisite voice and all-consuming feeling of sadness and nostalgia... I swear this is one of the most beautiful and haunting songs I've ever heard. And every time it speaks to me I just want to cry, and I got this feeling like I'm so much longing for someone I can't even remember, or like I've lost something so dear to my heart and what I'm incredibly lacking now...
I will love it 'til the end of my life. I am forever grateful for having met you.

суббота, 3 марта 2018 г.

Morning Lights

I think I fell in love: absolutely, completely... and eternally

We live for, we yearn for
The things that were born for
Yesterday's today's tomorrow
We die for, we try for
The things that We long for

The meaning, the reason
The setbacks, the seasons
Come and go neglect the sorrow
The shadows, the angels
That walk through this strange world
Knowing which one I will follow

The morning light will lead you
No weapon will defeat you

Winter comes
Skies to grey
It's the same old same old everyday
And where it starts
Is where it ends
I feel your pain
So run the lights
Catch a plane
I know you just wanna win
You see my friend
Life is just a game

What an impossibly beautiful, enchanting and elusive song, and how simple, but so true and genuine these words are... And, oh God, how I like the voice of this guy, so melancholy, fragile and sincere, it sounds in deepest reaches of my heart, comforting me, making me feel so serenely. This song dissolving in me, and I'm dissolving in it.
When I first heard it, everything inside of me just became still and silent. And when I listen to it all I want is to sit somewhere far away from the entire world, watching the sunlight fade away flowing to twilight, feelig the whiff of a light cool wind on my face, and remembering all the good things that happened to me once, and dreaming about what could happen someday... And to muse about how beautiful this world is and the world you keep inside of you.
And oh, how I like the mood of this video, it seemed to embrace so many things I love. And I want to watch it over and over again... It's incredibly nice when a song and video so perfectly match each other, becoming a single entity.
This song have took a part of my soul and will never give it back... And I will gladly give it away, because there it will be safe.


 

четверг, 1 марта 2018 г.

Born In Winter

While winter is still here...

 


Before all things reborn again
You learn the painful breath of time
Cold mourning stretches out your arms
To the mighty warmth of the golden sun
Seem all have gone insane for gold
All was created out of the night
We're all born from the burst of a star

The day you'll come to life you'll realize
Expanding force to life where you belong
And in the winter cold, with opened eyes
You'll find the strength to fight and stand upright
One day you'll walk the world and keep in mind
The heart you've been given in winter time
And through the bitter cold, with opened eyes
You'll find the strength to fight and stand upright

Люблю прислушиваться к бесконечному величию этой песни. Слушаяя ее, я словно наблюдаю как снег медленно падает на землю, пока не превращается в пургу, которая скрывает реальность от моего взора, оставляя меня наедине с собой и безмолвной красотой этого мира. А когда ее последние звуки затихают и буря прекращается, я озираюсь по сторонам и понимаю, что вокруг ничего не осталось. Только я и белая бесконечность, такая чистая, вечная и одинокая. Только я и мои воспоминания, ведь она так тесно переплетена с ними, словно я помню каждый день, который сопровождался ее прекрасным звучанием...

Я очень люблю, когда мой путь лежит в одинокие, заброшенные, старые индустриальные районы, давно покинутые почти всеми. В эти пережитки истории, разрушающиеся памятники былого величия. Когда я вижу все это, я чувствую себя одинокой и счастливой. Все чувства обостряются, а в памяти мелькают самые драгоценные воспоминания и мысли... Это места моего уединения, места, где я ощущаю спокойствие и умиротворение. Это словно омут памяти, памяти города и моей личной... Я никогда не забуду эти зимние дороги, спящие деревья, ветхие дома, дымящие трубы, серое небо над головой, и мой любимый саундтрек ко всему этому - альбом Gojira "L'Enfant Sauvage", и особенно песню "Born In Winter". Потому что она пробуждает во мне те же чувства одиночества, ностальгии, печали и холода. Она поглощает меня, растворяется во мне, заставляя принять холод и одиночество как нечто драгоценное. Ведь внутри мы всегда одиноки.