Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Walk with me at chernobyl...

how do you dream??? what do you see??? do you pay any attention to what the dreams are??? do you think there is a point to what you saw??? i have dreams, sometimes... they are not easy to tell or decipher. i don't try to do that anyway. there is something i like about having an amazing dream and then forgetting it later. usually the bad one's are the one's that stay. when i dream, i'm living in the moment of whatever trip i'm currently taking. my dreams are personal. i do know that my past has been popping in more often now. i see people from my past that i have long forgotten. i often wonder what it all means, then i forget. quick trips down memory lane and then the off ramp to another mystery that leads to some place else...

if you had a soundtrack to your dreams, i don't think you would want it to be with this music. but, then again it might be freekin' awesome. just don't be scared and get lost in the abyss of endless thought and space. here is the band Godspeed You Black Emperor!.


picture yourself walkin' down a dirt road. you can't see the color of the normal world. everything is black and white. maybe sometimes grey, but mostly black and white. there are no people. if any, they are soulless bodies scattered about the place. you keep walking and see various structures left by humans like buildings, cars and roads. the sky is cloud covered and foggy. the winds blow, but the air is warm. ash falls from the sky. the smell of decay and rot fills your nostrils. you rub your eyes, but can't seem to get the itch out. you are alone. there is nothing and no one left. this is the present day. you are the last person alive. you contemplate life and death as you keep walking down the dirt road, searching for something that can take you back. memories of times long gone flood your mind. you remember talks and songs. you try to remember something that made you feel good, but it is of no luck. you are blank. you keep walking and all the world is with you, but not with you. this is the end. this is the apocalypse. this is your life. you wonder what happened. you try to put out of your mind all the things you wish you could have done. you try to forget the bad things that have happened to you. the people you have met, and the good times you have had are over. this is your time. this is the end...

remember that scene from 28 days later when the man is walking through london and there is no one left??? well the music from that particular scene was done by this band. the song was cut short from it's long length. the song is roughly called "east hastings". when listening to this post-rock supergroup of talented musicians for the first time in my life, i pictured the above statement in my head. the amazing sense of dread and fear made me shiver in my seat. there are many sounds to find on their songs, sometimes hidden and then upright in your face. i listened to everything this band has created all in one sitting while trying to finish my finals at my college library one semester. i believe i got an a+ on a few of my papers.

this is music that rummages up all sorts of emotions. you can picture almost anything when listening to it. i sometimes liked to listen and drive at the same time during the long trips to and from school during holidays. the bleakness and vastness of the landscapes i passed mixed with this music was astounding and very VERY real. your mind can think of all sorts of things when alone. i mostly pictured myself walking. i sort of became a person loosely based on all the characters you might have seen from post-apocalyptic movies. it was cool.

here are all the available albums that this band has released to the public. minus the extremely hard to find cassette, a few singles, various unreleased songs and live bootlegs, you have here the amazing album and personal fave F#A# (infinity), and then the ep titled Slow Riot for New Zerø Kanada, and then the double album Lift Yr. Skinny Fists Like Antennas to Heaven and last is Yanqui U.X.O..



now go trip out some...

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