Be The One

Time has cometh to stand tall and proud in the darkness amidst the moss and rotten trunks, cut and bleed as many as time permeates the horizons.

Revelation II

“After these things…said, ‘Let twelve angels come into existence

[to] rule over chaos and the [underworld].’ And look, from the cloud

an [angel] appeared, whose face blazed with fire and whose

countenance was fouled with blood.” 

When

When is a bloody knife, an omen of foreboding times? 

It is so when the whole god awful world receives its due reckoning, as it stands naked in the freezing storm, lit by nothing else than lustful fires…

Lost in the Moment II

Give me access to the infinite skies of primal chaos and I will find myself a creeping, desolate world of nightmarish yearning…

Where darkness is a swirling mass of potent life force, churning in isolation and silence, lying in wait for the imminent days of destruction…in constant muttering of cataclysmic mantras

Lost In the Moment

A good drinking buddy once told me - and it is rare, mind you, that he should speak comprehensively for more than one or two sentences - that the best movie he had ever watched was the very first ‘Alien’ sci-fi thriller, way back in the 70s.

Supposedly, the movie is so good for him, because it managed to take his mind away from some tough and shitty reality he had to face in his pathetic life back then. He was lost in the moment, or so to say, when first watching that thing on a nearby cinema, from the chest bursting baby alien all the way to young Sigourney Weaver’s sweaty underwear…

I don’t know about movies, but I have always loved to find music that truly gets me lost in a moment. Unfortunately, or perhaps fortunately, there is always not much around that is not too cheesy; over the top, or plain and simple pretentious, that it could really induce a ‘lost in the moment’ kind of ‘trance’…

Quality is never synonymous with quantity, isn’t it? 

So, here’s a first ‘Lost in the Moment’, moment, of many more to come, maybe…

Love Thy Neighbor

Oh, do love thy neighbor. Thine sweet, neighborly, fellow human.

In the plain wrapping of mundane existence, 

love thy neighbor with all thine might, intensity, 

and unbridled wrath….

Storytelling

Soundtracks can go a long way to expand a story, be it a book, a movie or a game. It can change a simple man heading out to a small scale, boring, several thousand casualties, separatist type of war… 

….into an epic, heroic, intergalactic struggle against scaly, fang-y, extraterrestrials bent on sodomizing earth..complete with blessed, magical weapons, and a whole line of action figures and comic franchise to boot..

Distance

We give names to things. Attach values and perceptions to them. Agreed to use some of them for communications, for definitions, and thus create traditions. Agreed to teach the chosen traditions to our offspring, as truths, and thus foster a hereditary forgetfulness that they are just names. Until all started to believe that names are reality and reality are names, with no distinction.

So, when somebody or something comes up that does not fit the presumed values and perceptions behind their namesake, we, or you, or just me, or just others, tend to react in a variety of negative, distancing expressions. Because we do not know how to classify someone or something that does not fit the tradition of names we grew up accustomed to as reality.

Until, of course, the ones with whom we distanced ourselves, becomes familiar; accepted; popular; named; embraced....

Wanderings

As life continues to deposit its piles of mediocre, meaningless, and puny throes onto a person’s existence, is it any wonder why so many craved sex, drugs, smartphone apps, and many other distractions? Yes indeed, it is always a blessing to be able to wonder off, clueless and careless of life’s disgusting ebbs and flows.

Some needs blood to wander…some just need a little bit of quality music. An orchestral key to the unseen planes

Lullabies

Having problems sleeping? Had enough of those sleeping pills? Infested cunts and dicks?

Worry no more. 

Here 

Are 

Your 

Best 

Lullabies

Haze

It was such a bad haze, or smog, or whatever you want to call it, that some people just ended up upside down and bloody on the road sides the past few days. What a messy, messy night indeed.

Good thing I always got my instinct honed for such occasions. 

Nothing beats hunting and gutting up wounded pigs, with a great haze to blanket the night.

Wrong side up, pig!

Statistics

While numbers, on their own, are hardly stimulating to a musically-challenged mind, a combination with the right type of soundtrack can really produce miraculous moments.

So here’s a daily look at some of life’s more wonderful statistics…. 

And some music to discern it by….

Play loud. Count loud.

When You Think You Really Know

The day when you think you really know someone, is (by experience) the day when big surprises will come to knock you off your complacent, self-assured self.  

No one is predictable. A staunch, amiable Christian, who carries a bible just about everywhere the dick goes, could turn out at a movie premier one day and just decide to shoot dead everyone in sight.

Just the same, a nick name from Eastern Europe, Voyvoda, could refer to both a robber gang leader and a revolutionary nationalist hero. Which reference should be considered when someone makes intriguing musical compositions under the same name?

There is just no predictable answer. Just as the music itself remains beautifully unpredictable in most instances.

Hail Voyvoda!