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Textures
« Drawing Circles »
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1 | Drive 02:26
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| 2 | Regenesis 04:57
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| 3 | Denying Gravity 05:15
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| 4 | Illumination 01:56
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| 5 | Stream of Consciousness 06:48
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| 6 | Upwards 06:06
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| 7 | Circular 05:13
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| 8 | Millstone 03:42
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| 9 | Touching the Absolute 08:07
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| 10 | Surreal State of Enlightenment 03:49
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| | Total playing time: 48:24 |
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Eric Kalsbeek - Vocals
Jochem Jacobs - Guitars/Backing Vocals
Bart Hennephof aka "Bastærd" - Guitars
Remko Tielemans - Bass
Stef Broks - Drums
Richard Rietdijk - Keyboards |
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| 1. Drive
We don't need a savior to be saved
We only need a clear head and a drive
We walk with our heads high
and make our time worthwhile
People with plans, they are shouting
They intend to be cruel on us all
But now it is time for the living
to be strong
Righteousness teases the sta |
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Переиздание второго релиза распавшихся в 2017-м году нидерландцев Textures – хорошая возможность ознакомиться с одной из самых сильных работ весьма интересного коллектива. Выпущенный в 2006-м году, «Drawing Circles» стал последователем смелого дебютника «Polars», который сразу определил чёткий вектор музыкального развития, которому голландцы под шефством гитариста Jochem Jacobs следовали всю свою карьеру – «умный» концептуальный модерновый прогрессив. А если быть точнее, то скорее наоборот – прогрессивный modern metal, представляющий собой грувово-металкоровые «ломаные» риффы, типичный прихардкоренный вокал с эпизодическим переходом на «чистый», атмосферные пост-металлические гитарные наслоения и небольшие вкрапления клавишных.
Хотя продакшн лежит на плечах музыкантов, звучание альбома не вызывает никаких нареканий – всё записано и аранжировано на высочайшем уровне. С техникой у музыкантов тоже всё в порядке, хотя обилием гитарных соло они не блещут, в основном радуют свободной, произвольной структурой композиции и преимущественно креативными ритмическими решениями. Если сказать грубо, то мы имеем дело с гибридом Meshuggah и Devin Townsend – от первых Textures взяли «математическую» составляющую музыки, от второго – атмосферность гитарного звучания и эпизодическую мелодику.
«Drawing Circles» более монолитный и ровный, чем предшественник – здесь меньше скоростных взрывов и совсем нет экспериментов с эмбиентом и 18-минутных эпиков, как на «Polars». Но в связи с этим первые несколько композиций звучат весьма монотонно, а вокал только пришедшего в группу (всего, кстати, на два альбома) вокалиста по имени Eric Kalsbeek – речитативно-напористо и совсем не оригинально. Зато уже на 7-минутке «Stream Of Consciousness» наступает разнообразие в виде неожиданной бодрой трэш-дэтовой разгонки, которая сменяется конкретно «таунсендовским» настроением и красивой «чистой» вокальной линией на великолепной балладе «Upwards». Её главная тема, кстати, возвращается в виде традиционно проговой репризы на самом «главном» трэке альбома – 8-минутной «Touching The Absolute», которая начинается с интересного вступления, где можно услышать влияние как исполнителей jazz fusion, так и Rush или же их последователей Sieges Even (!), чем, согласитесь, нас почти не балуют представители современной металлической сцены.
Вся проговая составляющая музыки Textures особенно подчёркнута в яркой концовке альбома – на вышеупомянутой «Touching The Absolute» и простеньком, но изящном инструментальном аутро «Surreal State Of Enlightenment». На этих двух композициях мы слышим и неплохие гитарные соло, и запоминающиеся вокальные партии, и интересные стилистические вкрапления, и грамотные аранжировки, в том числе разнообразные гитарные эффекты, неброские клавишные фоны и оркестровки. И хотя большинство любителей классического прогрессивного металла явно предпочтут что-то помелодичнее, а любители металкора – попроще, но фанаты хорошей умной музыки, не заморачивающиеся на принадлежности к той или иной «школе», должны оценить этот весьма интересный релиз.
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Control over freedom makes one blind
We sever our minds from the facts that do matter
It's life now
Forever and never done
2. Regenesis
Fighting storms with good intentions
Distant thunder sounds
Observe, listen, join the restless
It's fine
The most beautiful thing we can experience
Is the mysterious
We measure life as a formula
SO cold so rational so much to uncover
So little time
When infinity stares you in the eye
Something as fragile as a nightly vision
Eagerly waiting to choose a side
Uplifting or downgrading with the snap of a finger
The mind's a powerful tool
With the world at your fingertips
Puzzled but guilty we see our world collapse
Time is up [8x]
Embrace the regenesis
This time there'll be a foe more relentless
Bring them down
As their feet touch the ground
We're fading
Close your eyes
Feel the sun burn pitiless down on your face
Are you a traveler?
One who carries it all - from burden to blessing?
This defiance leaves you crawling on all fours
Or makes one stronger
This blood red horizon
Colors our destiny
A painted portrait of our mortality
We've become what we despise
Fighting storms with good intentions
Distant thunder sounds
Observe, listen, join the restless
It's fine
3. Denying Gravity
Transcending towards the leap
Into the right direction
As solid matter I swarm around
In incomprehensive substance I dwell
Diverting from my path
Spinning through my ego
I push and scratch my line into shape
But parallels are shifting
Inconsistently
The atmosphere is changing
Inconsequently
Align or intersect
I pull and scratch
Twist and turn
My way through the years
Parading in
Equilibrium
Can't I memorize the perfect map
Descending towards the leap
Into the right direction
The absolute changed to relativity
At the aphelium of my lifeline
Heading for the equinox
Reflecting on the past
Parallels and circles
Omnia moventur
Tip the scales to be linked again
To the path that's mine to pave
Can I prove my worth, the distance to my destiny?
Beyond the boundaries of perception
Lay salvation or mental starvation
I pull, push
Parallels and circles
Weaving the thread to
My centre of gravity
Circular
4. Illumination
Begging to differ
Your reign will soon be over
The recipe for your demise
Has been boiled down
You need the courage
To get the heart you always needed
The road will be long
But soon you'll get there
Shameless, shameless
Trickery makes us timeless
But we never had a choice
And we never had a voice
Violence, violence
Blood red colored romance
And your scent gives you away
Gives us all away
Wide awake
The secret
5. Stream Of Consciousness
First ray of light
Introduction to being aware of
Taking turns in shifting from fiction
To living in constraint
It's real but changing
My form is changing
My consciousness changes
Waves of moments
Patterns of phrases, endless or elusive
They keep being continuous
Being aware of what it takes to live
Is keeping me sane, so sane
The art is born, the eyes wide open
Diffuse colors projected on your retina
Watch the play, divert the primal shapes
Primal shapes in disarray
The art is born, for we are becoming
Slaves of thought
Using the stream of consciousness
Prove the senses
Taste the ambience of feelings
And make contact
Here you are
Aware
In direct confrontation
With your inner self
The constrained reason
Has to be erased
Here I am
Exploring and expanding my senses
Constructive building, new minds
The tools are given
BY nurture or nature
Time to apply the physics
New seeds
These wheels turn forever
Endeavour after emotion
We are all part of this perspective
We recreate and we contemplate our answers
Conquer as you strive for a victory
On fortified feelings they are part of you
First ray of light
Introduction to being aware of
Taking turns in shifting from fiction
To living in constraint
Constrained reason has to be erased
Currents of emotions, electricity
Behind the eyes, machines are running
Organic, continuous
Conducting the sounds into feelings
Sights into predictions
Reliving, observing
The worlds endless exchange
Meridian of the moment
6. Upwards
Shedding this skin
A shadow remains
To be reborn again
Out of the ashes
Stretching out to cover the world
Applying cavity
Denying gravity
It makes no difference at all
To slide between the rocks of time
To remember the snake i was
To live in the perfect storm
And remember who I am
7. Circular
We are alive, to see the end of us
Struggling to reach the finish line
To designate our time to questionable lives
So called meaningless, still there's no answer
For this vulnerable reality comes
Can't we break the cycle in which we reside ?
Trigger the silence and make up your mind
See what's inside
Into shimmering sleep, I risk it all
It takes the soul out of me, can't change for good
Falling back into patterns, my destiny
Ambitions in me put to shame
The faceless have come, serving the cycle
Feeding the urge for security
Oppression suppressed
Expression is a form of art condemned
We need to control our second nature
Creating artificial projections of life
In which our instincts will succumb
We're building a new world
And you kneel down to welcome the meaningless
Silence is timeless
And finally we're breaking out
Objective achieved, the perfect machine
We're drawing circles every day
It takes only one step to be on your way
Reflection, our time's up
And over and over again
Again, again
Trying to break out, escape
Feel the rush, just like everyone
Look back within
Then I feel a little closer
To the thief inside of me
I censor my flaws
But it's only a matter of time
Before the walls tumble down
Did I get any closer?
Wake up, take it all
Only to lose the things I love
When I fall
Did I get any closer?
8. Millstone
Hold still, it swiftly passes
Innocence
Tread fast on known paths
And be firm
Strangeness is my grace
Remain silent
Solace, a comfort we embrace
Remembrance shattered to pieces
In this old bent frame
Sketches of a visionary mind
Tainted and washed out
A fresh breath to inhale
Kaleidoscope
Reveal the pinnacle
Of what's deep down
Buried by numbers
The huntsman chased down
With his back turned to the wall
The summit
Climb it
Watch the colors blend
While you fall down
It all fades to grey
Flesh and bone
Take this moment to remember
When you gaze behind a corner,
Another one awaits
Such a horror to break it down
This place is blank to begin with
Hold still, it swiftly passes
Innocence
Tread fast on known paths
And be firm
Strangeness is my grace
Remain silent
Flesh and bone
Take this moment to remember
Your name
9. Touching The Absolute
Genetic code broken
Alpha and omega
Mathematical approach
Where does the end begin?
Code of life cycle
I am breathing
Swallow sins like the wind
Breathes yours
Attraction, reaction, the pace is fast
Fast enough to cross the fine line
Of what's there to understand
Cruel but righteous, incomprehensible
The everlasting search for answers
Momentum, the greatest symphony ever written
Unsurpassed sculpture of breathtaking beauty
Source of extreme fear, pain and passion
Undeniable mastership
Mother nature
Womb of all, tomb of all
Paragon landscape, grim parricidal entities
Relegation of a species, degradation of a precious gift
Our destiny is just a futile part of the master plan
Surely there'll be a revelation
Surely a new awareness will form
Lack of intervention will cause failing all the same
Time for change
Do any of us realize
The perspective of our lives ahead ?
Huge distances to overcome
Not aware of all the answers to let go
Just let go
Shedding this skin
A shadow remains
To be reborn again
Out of the ashes
Stretching out to cover the world
Denying gravity
Applying cavity
It makes no difference at all
To slide between the rocks of time
To imagine the snake you were
To live in the perfect storm
And remember who you were