AlvaroHermida
Good music to fill the space while working or trying to sleep. Unfortunately our corrupt politicians will destroy our relax if we don't pay their tax...
Listener-Part-Time
With a construct of a ‘near future’ dystopia (IMO), the ‘story’ described could be our world in not many years from now! ‘Music to Feel Hope With’. Beautiful, thanks!
Favorite track: The Insufficiencies Of Bypassing Time.
In the depths of a desolate mind, imprisoned,
lies a consciousness shackled and confined.
It yearns for liberation, to break free,
to soar above the barren plains of mediocrity.
But alas, the chains are tightly bound,
forged by the hands of a society profound.
A society that feeds on conformity and control,
where originality is crushed, and spirits are sold.
In this landscape of sterile conformity,
culture withers, suffocated by captivity.
For culture is born from the wild and untamed,
from the depths of souls that refuse to be tamed.
It thrives in the fertile soil of diversity,
nurtured by minds that embrace adversity.
But when consciousness is enslaved,
culture becomes a mere facade, a charade.
The songs that once resonated with truth,
now echo hollow, devoid of any real roots.
The art that once sparked a revolution,
now reduced to a mere capitalist institution.
For culture is the expression of the human soul,
a tapestry woven from stories untold.
But when consciousness is enslaved,
the threads unravel, the colors fade.
No longer are there voices of dissent,
only echoes of conformity, a bland lament.
No longer are there dreams that ignite,
only a somber haze, a dimmed light.
Enslaved consciousness cannot birth the new,
it cannot imagine a world that's fresh and true.
It clings to the chains that bind its thoughts,
trapped in a cycle where creativity rots.
But amidst the darkness, there's a flicker of hope,
a fire burning, refusing to elope.
For there are minds that refuse to be confined,
that strive to break the chains that bind.
They whisper truths in hushed defiance,
painting colors on the canvas of silence.
They dance to rhythms of their own creation,
breathing life into a stifled generation.
For culture cannot be forged in captivity,
it thrives in the realm of possibility.
It needs minds that are free to roam,
to imagine, to question, to truly own.
So let us break the chains that bind,
unleash the consciousness that lies confined.
And in the freedom of liberated thought,
let culture flourish, let it be sought.
For only in the realm of liberated minds,
can culture truly transcend, truly shine.
Enslaved consciousness may try to deceive,
but in the end, it's the free that will achieve.
Fantastically versatile, uniquely fascinating and all-around exciting avant-garde music that reflects genuine outsider art aesthetics at its finest. Very recommended! Wings Of An Angel
Extraordinary melodic ambient opus, with strong spiritual undertones. gut-wrenching pads shimmer across an emotional landscape of lost dreams and unreachable memories. masterpiece of timeless music. Wings Of An Angel
Unique intellectual experience in sound, with deep meanings hidden within. An axiom that should be argued with; Is art a means or an end in itself? l'art pour l'art dystopian nightmares in Technicolor Wings Of An Angel