Welcome to a musically playful exploration of a mentally complex topic. I feel that the vocals are spot on given the way the topic is approached (Ed does a great job of communicating a feeling of “this must end”). And when it comes to Michael Mayer’s music, I can only say that the way this song is layered and architected is highly entertaining. It’s almost as if two melodies are playing with each other. They’re very much alike and yet, with the use of (mostly) three simple chords, so different.
From the mysterious whispers to the crashing choirs, from the delicate bells to the shattering strength of the vocal delivery, this is an amazing journey of a song. It’s not only a musical masterpiece, but a lyrical one as well. Few songs manage to convey a mystical experience as well as this one.
It comes with a pretty daring video too. In this day and age, such images can easily be called sexually objectifying (towards women), but given that this is almost 20 years ago, I choose to value it for its challenging, somewhat anti-Christian symbolism. To be clear, I am not against any religion, but I do consider that challenging established norms can result in constructive intellectual experiences.
This is calm, transliterated into sound. In just a few words, the song delivers a message that is more meaningful than entire libraries of human imagination. Mystic choirs lay upon gentle percussion while chasing the playful song of Terry Oldfield’s magical flute.
This dreamy and melancholic song larva wastes no time metamorphosing into a bright, powerful flutter of sound, crashing into the ground then lifting itself to the heavens. The vocals really stand out on this one; a fountain of light shining fearlessly in the face of life’s ultimate outcome.
Music can be a scientific laboratory. As the melody unfolds, the artists embark upon a musical experiment that really needs to be heard to be believed. This is a metal song, but it is submerged underneath 20,000 leagues of organic and spiritual evolution. At that depth, the echoes of an infinity of egos melt into a droning hymn to life, death, good and evil.
Now here’s a trip if there ever was one! This baby will take you away, far away and then even further away and when you think it’s done, it’ll take you another couple of Universes away and just when you thought you landed, it’s gonna take flight again and drag you another dozen Universes in X directions at once, where X is the number of multiverse dimensions you’re in, factorial!
Musically, what we have here is a steady and unstoppable flowing song of devious construction. Layers upon layers of deep, suggestive sounds are quietly shifting into existence. I’ve measured the song with my Spirit Buoyancy Meter and it scored a juicy 83 kiloquantiverses. Not bad, not bad at all!
Let the soft and warm guitar throttle you down. Indulge in the soothing ear-massage offered by the gentle percussion. Quiet down and take a trip down the memory lane with what is probably Limp Bizkit’s most melancholic moment. It’s also one of their best songs and quite different from what this hip-hop-metal band usually puts out.
Despite eagerly pulsing to life, the song’s moody and melancholic landscape is coming into shape less than 20 seconds in. The percussion really stands out on this one, but so is the dream’s voice. Together, they’ll cradle the morning crowds back to sleep.
Dreamy Xtal is one of the first songs I ever heard from famous electronica producer Aphex Twin. It’s the opener of a slow, ambient album. Oh, don’t get me wrong, the melody has plenty of beat, but it’s all subdued under a clever (or lucky) distortion that makes it seem like we’re listening to an old recording, coming from far away. The masterful intertwining of a female vocals sample enhances that effect.
This song is looking for trouble from the first second. If all of the world’s human inhabitants would understand the meaning of (and history behind) these lyrics, then politics as we know it would immediately cease to exist. If that would be good or bad, we’ll probably never know, because this song is history and mainstream media is not preoccupied with educating the population about the horrors committed by their leaders behind closed doors (guess who controls the media?).
And that’s why Clawfinger’s message must be delivered alongside a bunch of angry guitars! Power to the one who doesn’t want it!