Sonic Youth
EVOL

THE REVIEW

I have just arrived in a new city.
I get off the train, and despite the time, I am surprised not to find anyone inside the station. It's completely deserted.
Without lingering too much, I hurry to reach the exit.
It's very late, but I decide to walk to my destination anyway. I continue to be amazed at how I don't find a living soul. All I see are the lights on inside the houses and the parked cars, but there's no movement in the streets. It's something too rare.

The night is long and dark.
After walking just a few meters, I notice (now with some concern) that the city lights are too faint. Almost all the streetlights are broken. Nonetheless, I decide to continue.
However, my psyche is too affected by these strange occurrences. I start to feel watched, I have the feeling that something is following me. So I speed up my pace and try to lose my trail. By doing so, however, I end up getting lost, until I find myself in front of a dead-end alley.
I don't hear anything for a few minutes, only at certain intervals am I able to hear desperate screams, the strong wind, and the cry of a newborn. I don't have the courage to turn back.
What was following me has now come to get me. I can feel it. I can't see anything, yet something is pulling me in.
I have no idea what's happening. I try to resist, but in vain.

However, I can hear music.
A distorted guitar and deafening percussion constitute the beginning of the ritual. I already know it's going to be something extremely violent, yet a sensual female voice wraps me in a dark vortex. Now, I can only see ghosts and shadows.
Is it my imagination or is it really happening? I feel increasingly drawn in a direction that isn't real. It's something parallel, metaphysical, out of this world.
The funny thing is that in a matter of moments, I start to like this situation, in fact, I love it. It makes me feel perverse, dirty. But it's one of those feelings you guard jealously, that you're ashamed of, those feelings you want to hide from even yourself, uselessly.
However, I am still confused, insecure, and scared.
I can't see anything anymore, it's too dark now. I hear a pounding bass, it enters my head violently. The instruments go off-key. Something is changing. Smoke and flames surround me. I can only make out a faint green light in the distance, but it's too far for me to reach. Furthermore, I no longer have the ability to decide in which direction to proceed, I am now floating in a black sky.

I burn inside.
Things are definitely getting out of hand, now everything is too dark. I'm afraid, in fact, I'm terrified.
The voices are now true sadistic entities that take pleasure in making me anxious. They mock me by telling me horror stories.
I don't understand, I want to get out of here, free myself from this situation, but I can't, or maybe it's not what I really want?
I close my eyes for a few minutes, hoping that everything I had previously heard and seen was just a dream.
I find myself on a mysterious train, stopped at the terminus. I'm back to the starting point. But now it's daytime, and the city is very busy and crowded.

But then was it not just a dream? Did it really happen?