…is that, in a complete deja vu of the Soilwork concert last year, we have to cancel the Mastodon concert in Tilburg tonight.
Major meh. But I do not like Mastodon enough to face slippery roads, insane drivers, and 600-800km of traffic jams. We would go by train, but the NS is not faring much better. So a big no-no there.
We’re drinking beer to console outselves. And oh well, at least Bodhi is having a blast with the snow.
Band: Atlantis
Song: “Mascara”
Album: “Mistress of Ghosts”
Genre: post-rock, instrumental, pretty
Why: The band (they’re Dutch, btw) is completely unknown and nice enough to share all their stuff on Bandcamp. Ol and I are going to see them on Dunk!Festival and I’m completely looking forward to it. The piano is pretty, the song is pretty, everything about it is pretty. Have a listen-to!
And now, to prove that I am indeed still also a metal head:
Band: Mygrain
Song: “The Psychonaut”
Album: “Signs of Existence”
Genre: um… melodic death metal, I think? Lastfm, what do you think? *checks* Yup, melodic death. It reminds me a shitload of Disarmonia Mundi, tbh. Very uptempo,, quite chaotic and also very melodic.
Why: No reason really. Just that I found them the other day while listening to ‘similar artists’ on Spotify and I’m enjoying the shit out of this song and the rest of the album. So yeah, heartily recommended!
I’m revising my story at the moment; reading through the whole story again so I can ret-con the new plotline in. I need it to fit seamlessly, so I am re-reading stuff. And today I ended up reading the chapter that I’d originally called “Burning down the highway skyline”, which has a scene that just touches my heart.
Seamon and Joy do not have many moments of tenderness together, but this is one of them. I am not sure whether it works the way I have it in mind, but the image is so very clear in my mind. I see them outlined in the grass next to the highway, against the blue sky, smiling. They look so beautiful together for that one moment. Afterwards it all goes to shit of course, but this moment – it is one of those moments you take a snapshot of and remember for the rest of your life. And I’m not sure whether it does for you what it does for me, but for me it’s a very stark reminder to what it feels like to be stupidly in love, so heavily that your heart might burst.
Ik kon opeens niet meer herinneren wat ik tegen hem had willen zeggen. Iets over teruggaan naar de auto misschien. Het boeide niet.
Onze blik duurde misschien maar enkele seconden, maar we keken elkaar aan en ik wilde hem weer kussen, weer seks met hem hebben, hem weer laten lachen. Ik was zo verdomde verliefd. Ik glimlachte uiteindelijk naar hem. “Kom op,” zei ik.
“Ja.” Hij nam mijn hand en gaf een kneepje, zo lief dat ik dacht dat mijn hart zou breken. “Laten we gaan.”
<3
In other news, I got another music recommendation; it’s another from Kaneda. This one’s called “Forgive me first father (our blood shall feed the earth)”. I don’t know what they mean by the title because the song is instrumental, and it doesn’t sound bloody at all. It sounds beautiful, almost ambient like.