Mud Flow
A Life on Standby

Come drown
It's a rhythm you know
Come drown
Come drown, yeah

From “New Eve“

It's a cold wind. A wind that carries doubts, uncertainties, fears. You don't know what you're living for and you don't know how it will end. But you can't imagine it ending well. Not for you who always teeter between a physiological sadness and the abyss.

And you look for ways out, sometimes in the wrong places and in those substances that push you further down into an ever-darkening abyss.

That’s why you need music. A sad, melancholic music that encapsulates everything you feel and represents the catharsis at the end of another day whose sun shines but doesn’t warm. The light distorted guitars have the ability to lighten even the weight of your memories (“Chemicals”). The flowing beat of the drums makes you move, feel alive (Today), feel a slight pain dispersed in all the torpor that pervades existence (“Debbie and Charlie”). And the night presents itself before you, full of possibilities and dark psychopathy (“Tribal Dance”).

I have never been to Belgium, but I imagine it as wintry, sad, melancholic, without sun. And one day I would like to embark on this journey and explore the darkest sadness. The one that gives no escape. Perhaps Belgium is a metaphor. Perhaps human existence is Belgium.

The happy ending is imagination, stuff of movies. Here there is all the brutality of life, in its most realistic vision. A life from which there is no escape, that is everything and nothing at the same time.

Tracks to listen to: “Unfinished Relief”, “Chemicals”, “Debbie and Charlie”, “New Eve”