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Instrumental Music Noir from Copenhagen, Denmark, 2008
Like life.
It develops around a theme, consciously or not, highlighting some aspects, burying others; it grows, finds peaks and surges, startling ascents and breathtaking descents.
It touches peaks and encounters walls against which it might crash or avoid at the last second, in a giant slalom. But still, you can't help but follow it and accommodate it with the banal illusion, sometimes, of being able to guide it.
The My Beloved, discovered by chance on these pages thanks to what I consider an "electronic pen pal" (Uhuh), are exactly like this, like a roaring river, a thunderous waterfall born from a small timid and seemingly fearful stream, like an unexpected hairpin turn while going at 100 km/h, like a sweet lullaby after a summer storm.
A few initial notes, a theme, indeed, and the development of this into a growing sound wall, majestic, cohesive, impenetrable, powerful and explosive. Until the crash, until the calm returns, then, after the storm.
A gently violent impact you cannot escape from, a dive into the open ocean without oxygen.
A slap, an unasked kiss, a surprise you've always known.
To try.
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