Some of you guys asked if I could transfer some songs in better quality than streaming, of course I can! I cannot export in FLAC using Garage Band so here is the best quality available for now: AAC 44.1khz 360kbpm stereo.
I though about some extra so voilà:
Two songs I had not published yet on this blog:
One-eyed crone, based on a story and lyrics written by Quentin (Acolyt #2) inspired by a twisted dream he had where if he closed his eyes and went to sleep, death would take him... scary! Musically it's probably the most melodic piece I've written maybe a little too much ;)
Insanity Darkness Metal: I wanted an introduction to our future EP that would be kind of like an essay intro. The song introduces all the themes that will be developed in the other songs. In my opinion this song is the most violent I've done, very efficient. Quentin wrote the lyrics based on the specs I gave him :)
One old song remastered!
A strange library for Dr. Brisby, good old Brisby started to sound a bit dusty compared to what happened after. This song is very dear to me because it's where I think I carved what is The Acolyts sound. However the song started to sound weak so I've redone all the voice tracks, remixed the instruments and even cut a tiny piece of it, you'll probably won't notice it, but it's 20 seconds shorter because one riff is played one time less. Result? better in my opinion!!
Listen to this one and you'll have a blast! (box laughs). This song I wrote the first half of the lyrics a while back. Maybe it was before the '09 summer. Anyway, it all started when Quentin (aka Acolyt #2 aka Ernie Balls of Steel), just popped a chat window at me face saying "how about Castle Bravo?".
This is the story of when a strike of genius becomes the path of doom lurking amongst us
This story is entitled Castle Bravo!
In the ages of chaos, infamy was born because any peace attempt was forlorn
A promess of peace made to nations of the rich To annihilate all they need is to flip a switch
Our incompetent leaders rule the world with fear Now only thing left to us is our bloodied tears
Those who can purchase peace will be feared forever Those who can't build their own will leave in fear forever
Diplomatic failures, Surrogates of ambition Conflicts of interests, Intersecting wills for power
The doomsday clock ticks at an increasing rate Midnight is coming, time to say your last prayer
For our leaders have finally gone nuts Warheads ready for lift off, Silos openning all around the civilized world, Red Alert - termination initiated!
(alarms set off)
Missile ballet, a dance of death Nuclear blasts, mighty fireworks Sterilization, of the earth's crust Life vaporized, and will never come back
Those who could purchase peace didn't leave forever Those who didn't build their own shared the doom of the others.
- It was something like 9am, just got logged in at work. What a hell was he talking about? -
It started making sense, Quentin, in his own way was trying to suggest we write a song about an out of control nuclear experiment. Very Thrash Metallish, Dave Mustaine would be proud!
Then I taught about some lyrics, and I didn't feel like writing about a single nuclear blast but about -because I like doom- the whole earth being repaint by atomic fire.
Because I like writing lyrics as short stories that have a intro, development and conclusion I had to explain why oh why would the earth undergo such an horrible fate (or a healthy cure from life infestation).
The story is obvious: our leaders, who are kind of a whole bunch of psychos (you must have strong ego issues to want to be the US president, I'm just saying...) well they go nuts up another notch and start attacking each other with nukes and well we all die, the poor, the rich, the famous, the lonely, all of us, united and equal for the first and the last time.
Musically, I tried to render a growing sense of oppression, of danger until an alarm rings and all hell breaks loose.
I just bought my tickets for what will be the festival of the century. Just look at the bands who will play during this very unique day: Metallica, Megadeth, Slayer, Anthrax (yes this is the famous magical Big Four of thrash metal), Motorhead, Heaven & Hell (aka Black Sabbath) and Mastodon.
This will happen in Zurich, Switzerland, on June 18th 2010 at the Sonisphere Festival!!
If anyone wanna come down there with me & my pals, let me know!!
As you can see, today I did a minor style update that should make the blog look shinier on Firefox 3.6+, Chrome 4+ and Safari 4+, using some CSS3 magik :) Introducing linear gradients and some more border-radius. I like it. I could make it work in IE using some shady Microsoft filters, but they are quite buggy so I'm not gonna spend some time on it!
I know the title is weird. The lyrics of this song are weird and even the music itself is put together in a weird way, but if you're here you don't want normal, you want some Clem weirdness!
They reached the outer limits of knowledge, Producing the unbelievable For the parlor Humankind spread its breed through the emptiness Spores of culture colonizing the infertile universe Robots of artificial intelligence brought to Life The realm of the living isn't only organic anymore
Update your mind database, there is Still one limit out there But you CAN make it the best scene of your dream-life
Your funerals on the moon, buy your funerals on the moon.
A wire to connect you to everyone A chip to make you think twice as fast A friend-list that is never empty A fridge to cook all of your favorite meals
Update your mind database, there is Still one limit out there But you CAN make it the best scene of your dream-life
Your funerals on the moon, buy your funerals on the moon.
Yes we got pretty much all you ever need and we even got what you'll want for your closure. For everything is to sell, your soul, your body, and your funerals on the moon. Buy your funerals on the moon.
A ship to put you into orbit To your last route we commit Your children in the passenger seat the last minutes of your rotting meat
We know how to reach the sun But this ain't your destination We're bringing you to the moon You bought your funerals on the moon
Then I started thinking about the future, how all of this will evolve, the airports, transportations, people. It seemed to me that the 2010 guy is much more different compared to the 1990 guy than the 2010 plane compared to the 1990 one. I mean, nowadays lots of people are obsessed with twitting their boring lives (which are getting longer thanks to science, what's the goal? longer boredom?) and hunting for crispy nasty secrets in their friend's facebook pictures. You gotta have 900 friends on Myspace or you are a looser, but hey you already are a looser because you are on MySpace and that website is so old (more that 5 years!). Of course you can build real friendships while facing life and death situations in the depths of a dungeon in World of Warcraft, the kind of friendship that if you die in front of your computer someone will eventually notice that "GonzoTheGreat" level 56 orc (what a noob!) didn't login for the last 5 days.
I'm not being original here, what I think is that we are getting physically disconnected to our fellow human beings and dependent to pieces of hardware that are closer and closer to our bodies and will at last be directly integrated in ourselves so we can be continually conscious of the updates of our followed RSS feeds and stuff.
Humanity will eventually evolve to a cyborg race just to be virtually connected with friends & work, which both will be virtual. That was my conclusion.
Then being a cyborg means being technology enhanced. It will probably mean having tons of nanorobots in our body, reorganizing our cells, optimizing our neuronal paths making us cunningly fast thinkers, and more or less immortal. What would be the effects of virtual friendships to a mind after 4 centuries of real loneliness, trapped in perfect bodies and in a society where you got it all without an effort?
As I keep exploring the world wide web hoping to find some Über crazy metal bands that somehow didn't make it to my blessed ears yet (breathe), I came across this total craziness: The Diablo Swing Orchestra! Oh my, that swings heavily!
If you are open to musical experiments, you should enjoy this one. It definitely made me smile, but in a good way. One last word: Refreshing!
It's a win for Dr Brisby! with an astonishing number of votes (4) it surpassed all of its opponents which stalled at 1 point each.
Of course the poll left only 4 choices and maybe your true favorite (if any) wasn't in the list. But it's cool that you guys like the Brisby song! I got some more coming for you in a more or less near future :)
Last month I went with a bunch of friends in Lozère, the least populated area of France. We stayed at Julien's farm house. His parents bought a few abandoned farm houses about 30 years ago and spent most of their holidays in Lozère to rebuild the houses.
La Lozère is a rural and mountainous area which reminded me of my Montana days (big up for my Montana friends!). The mountains in the center of France called "massif central" are really old, they used to be volcanoes. Now these volcanoes are just some nicely curved (but tall) hills due to eons of erosion.
Julien's farm house is located at about 1 kilometer high. So even though it was the end of September, which is warm in the south of France, it was quite cool.
We took Julien's family wagon and drove straight to the south from Paris. It took about 6 hours to get to his place. Good to know that there are places saved from the chaos of modernity this close :)
The guys started to freak out when they realized they couldn't get any 3G Internet connection with their iPhones down there. Edge only! Sounds like technological Jurassic Park. That pleased me, I work all days long on the Internet, I sure as hell wanted a break from IT stuff.
When we arrived I was a bit sick because of the mountainous roads (left , right, left , right, left , right and oh left, right... x 2346346) So I grabbed a guitar (Julien's awesome Ovation acoustic godess) and played in the garden, breathed the fresh air... But Lydie started screaming at me because I wasn't helping. The others where bringing the food from the van to the kitchen.
Being far from any piece of civilization, I enjoyed some good old plain natural activities like drinking beer (belgium, thanks nico!), shooting cans (while sober of course) and barbecue (the sausages down there, oh my god, the sausages, oh my god!!).
We also did some sports, we went kayaking on the Tarn river (the gorges are gorgeous) twice totaling about 24Km, I went running in the morning before breakfast (ok it was only once!) and the others did a couple of hikes while I enjoyed sleeping because of a major sun burn on me face.
Paris Clem!
How sexy a Kayak can be? Evil Cattle, don't you try you horns on meeeeee!!!
Dr Brisby?
