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Rating: "...Welcome to the mirrorland where we all
understand the time is now and around is just
memories and premises...".
Very little has been able to move me like Trilogy.
Regga premise. Beware of the Bock saga. Religion? Let's take it slow. Cult. (And here, atheists and agnostics from everywhere, prepare yourselves, you have found a challenge for your minds). In short. What is the ethical significance for Ior Bock? Simple. Knowledge, the meaning of life itself, is nothing more than a semiotic transmission of gestures, emotions, and sounds, and it is the advent of bureaucracy that denatures man of his Es, of his creative doing. It is antonymy, a fleetingness to his ability to be in symbiosis with the world.
Trilogy speaks of this existential concept directly and without too many subliminal mediations... It's a narrative key told by a fragile and controversial soul, that of Petri Walli (guitar and vocals), a prophetic soul and storyteller of Dionysian whispers, alchemist maximo (but all the people listed on the back cover truly exhibit the immense!) of the orchestra of perdition.
Our people bring this mystical concept to life in its most suitable expedient. It is a congeries of trance that breaks down all the cosmic and schematic barriers of the genre. It innovates because it lives only structurally the rock vein, now attempting to rise slowly among the bleakest and most emotionally touching shores of this "galactic pantheism" - "Alt Land Is" - now it is an extremely psychedelic karma - "Welcome To The Mirroland" - now it is a testament on universal generations- ("For All Mankind").
The concept, if you wish, degenerates the resonances of "The Wall," of which it is certainly the best epigone of the time, and even today. They are reverberations that, aided by the hypnotic alchemy of didgeridoo and jew's harp, sound like an extended mantra, addictive.
So what are you waiting for, sitting there? Take a trip to Scandinavia.
Leave the dragons, castles, and B.C. Rich to the hordes of the mainstream, delve into this ascetic niche. Quench your thirst at its source...
R.I.P. Petri.
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
05 Take You to Sweet Harmony (03:24)
As I hear you complain 'bout your life makes me
wonder if you'll get love tonight
You have chosen everything, I say all the time
you had the alternate way
Everything's wrapped together it seems all the
rights and responsibilities
It's just a matter of your own attitude
If you feel allright, I know you look cute
Everything is so fine it could be
don't let your mind take you in misery
all the feelings you're not so much pleased
they're just to take you to sweet harmony
10 Stüldt Håjt (09:04)
As the round comes to an end we go around it
again till we've got no need to pretend
you'll find an endless space in there and it's in
every word you say
still the main things to be aware of
STULDT HÅJT
If seriousness comes along
there is always for you this song
to take you back as you're going wrong
If we cannot move I'm sure
it's because it's all so new
still the oldest just new for you
It's because it's all so new
and still the oldest just new for you
"The finnish mythology includes a masterkey to the
understanding of the uni-verse and all myths:
The ALPHABET:
A system of 29 sounds with own meanings based on
the ROT (root)-language, the first language
in his story of mankind.
But as it's completely rational, don't forget
STULDT HÅJT"
11 For All Mankind (06:22)
We all know this worlds' going through some big changes
It gets to the point where all phenomenon seem crazy
People start looking for ways to live outside
From the system that makes them all so blind
Some try to find new fields to explore from outside
Their heads some go in there and find that
The richness of life is so easy to multiply
Just by throwing away all the thoughts that keep us
From learning to know the personality
That lives inside us
And tries to come out
But facing it is the key to unwind
From closing yourself as the surroundings provide
Look out world it's time to die
No more crying with my mind
Some of us have seen the sign
The promise of a balanced time
When we'll sing no lullabies
And all of us have got real eyes
The shamen seeds for all mankind
One day we will say goodbye
To all of them who live the time
No more need to compromise
No more questions: "tell me why"
This balanced heart needs no disguise
But shamen seeds for all mankind
The shamen seeds for all mankind
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