Some songs are purely about the atmosphere. This is one such song. It’s repetitive, dark and it’s probably a love it or hate it piece. As the saying goes, the brightest stars shine when it’s the blackest. So, feel free to indulge in the darkness when you want to see more clearly, when you want to deconstruct just so you can reconstruct.
Mentatul Monthly Focus
May 2019 Edition
– Expectation Management –
Happiness = Reality – Expectations
I came across this “formula” after a rather difficult day in my life at the end of which I found my expectations put through a blender and then thrown down the toilet. This isn’t the first time this happened. Being an optimist makes the clash with my own expectations even worse.
I decided to look more deeply into this topic and came across the above formula, which for a while seemed to make sense. Luckily, I wrote this article and I realized that of course things aren’t as clear cut. It’s good that “expectations” seems to be a subject everybody + their dog love to debate. That made it very easy for me to find some useful information about the topic.
This article will go through:
1. 5 Benefits of Having No Expectations
2. How Expectations Undermine Our Relationships and Happiness
3. Expectations: Why You Should Have Them
4. High Expectations + Reality = Happiness
5. The Truth About Expectations in Relationships
In this almost occult piece, the mystic meets dark electronic music. In the darkness of long-forgotten circuitry, there is life. Watch your step, puny one. There be slumbering gods here, among these echoes, underneath the Universe.
Here’s an atmospheric symphonic metal song from one of the world’s premiere extreme metal bands. It’s loaded with light and beauty, offering contrast to the merciless, dark album it belongs to (and which I brutally recommend).
Some songs really know how to spring a surprise. Don’t worry, it’s not going to bite, but boy when this baby kicks in… it makes one appreciate the value of a good build-up. Top-notch electronica!
How to destroy democracy in 7 simple steps: 1. Employ representative democracy. 2. Own the democratic menu. 3. Control education. 4. Control the media. 5. Suppress dialogue. 6. By controlling education & the media, representative democracy should be presented just as “democracy”: this is the real democracy, there is no other. 7. Continuously spray each crop of politicians and research new spraying methods and compounds.
Oh, democracy, how proud some countries are to have you. But oh, democracy, are you really there? The vast majority of “democratic” countries in the world employ a twisted version of the original concept called “representative democracy”. That is to say, instead of direct democracy – where all citizens can directly express their opinion about each and every single thing happening in their society) – the country is run by a select group of “experts” (politicians) who are supposedly more qualified to decide regarding what’s best for their constituents.
Now-a-days, few people seem to realize that specialized ministries (education, agriculture, development) are in fact drowned by graduates of political schools and other bureaucrats that have almost no clue about the ministry they’re supposed to lead. These people are quickly transformed into puppets of corporations that gladly offer their “advice” regarding how things should be run.
Perhaps not the happiest song out there but one that deserves a good play nevertheless, if only to open the history book and listen to how people found ways to express and experience anger at the end of the 20th century. This tune can be safely labeled “industrial dark symphonic metal”. Beside the staple metal instruments, we’re treated to a diverse side-dish of keyboarding while Sarah’s reverbed vocals contrast Nagash’s angry growls. And beware, the lyrics are even darker than the song.
the way we take, the one we don’t
the one we left, the one we change
the one that burns, the one that freezes
the one we built, the one we are
along the way there’s some ways we take another way
A hymn of change, an ode for being. A song that says a lot behind those wild distorted guitars and out-of-control drum machines. Vorph’s raspy voice is a peculiar vehicle for delivering this message, but some messages stand out more when they come in exotic packaging. Samael’s blend of electronic industrial metal may be difficult to stomach for some, but that’s why I started this review with the lyrics, because that’s one thing that anybody can and should take from this piece of music history.