tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10446857941011577392011-11-26T10:54:20.508-08:00-eLaMoRTe-http://www.blogger.com/profile/07825095026348678032noreply@blogger.comBlogger121100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044685794101157739.post-76097907761477881832011-04-10T12:09:00.000-07:002011-04-10T12:09:02.266-07:00<div style="color: cyan;">Bye...otro tema re-visitado/re-visado.....por vez segunda......des-atado/des-garrado....para así otra vez...des-truirme/des-pedirme....</div><div style="color: cyan;">Bye....fué compuesto en el año 1998 despues de haber yo pasado...haber yo sufrido....diferentes despedidas y perdidas....</div><div style="color: cyan;">De regreso en Colombia, despues de vivir enn Argentina, mi mente repetia constantemente el sonido,&nbsp; las notas de la llamada a abordar en un aeropuerto.....</div><div style="color: cyan;">el dolor del aDios.....y el aDios a los sueños....</div><div style="color: cyan;"><br /></div><div style="color: cyan;">Bye....o el rostro de la despedida......</div><div style="color: cyan;">Bye....o el rostro de la muerte......</div><div style="color: cyan;">Bye....o la postrera señal.....en medio del duelo......el gesto.....el lamento....ante el destino..inexorable....</div><div style="color: cyan;"><br /></div><div style="color: cyan;"><object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F13368873"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F13368873" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"></embed> </object>&nbsp; <span><a href="http://soundcloud.com/elamorte2/01-elamorte-bye-1">01-eLaMoRTe Bye</a> by <a href="http://soundcloud.com/elamorte2">elamorte2</a></span>&nbsp;</div><div style="color: cyan;"><br /></div><div style="color: cyan;"><object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F13368002"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F13368002" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"></embed> </object>&nbsp; <span><a href="http://soundcloud.com/elamorte2/01-elamorte-bye">01-eLaMoRTe Bye</a> by <a href="http://soundcloud.com/elamorte2">elamorte2</a></span>&nbsp;</div><div style="color: cyan;"><br /></div><div style="color: cyan;">-Esta nueva version de BYE esta dedicada a los pasajeros y tripulación del<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Air_France_Flight_447"> <span style="color: yellow;">vuelo 447 de Air France</span></a>...-</div><div style="color: cyan;"><br /></div><div style="color: cyan;">CREDITS<br /><br />DimasGestas: Synths, Screams, Sound design and Sound Manipulation</div><div style="color: cyan;"><br />Recorded at:<br />B-612 (Zipacon, Colombia) by Bernardo Jimenez<br /><br />Mixed by Bernardo Jimenez at B-612<br /><br />Mastered by Felipe Lopez at<br /><a href="http://www.ondaselecta.com/">Onda Selecta </a><br /><br />Artwork by <a href="http://www.sarahgenner.es.tl/">Sarah Genner</a> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044685794101157739-7609790776147788183?l=voxhumanablog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-eLaMoRTe-http://www.blogger.com/profile/07825095026348678032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044685794101157739.post-42809634805449427782011-04-10T10:58:00.000-07:002011-04-10T11:02:06.483-07:00<div style="color: yellow;">Suicide es el único tema que ha aparecido en los tres trabajos de TheQuestion (elamorte? )/ -eLaMoRTe- (TheQuestion?), debido a razones varias, he querido visitar este espacio sónico de nuevo en diferentes momentos de mi vida...de ahí que esta versión se titule "Suicide (at 33)",pues fué al cumplir 33 años que quise volver a interpretarla.....y ver que sentía ahora....al mirar de frente la puerta de salida.....</div><div style="color: yellow;">Cada versión tiene un sonido y carácter acorde con la edad y tiempo en que fué interpretada (la primera vez a los 20, la segunda a los 25...y ésta, como ya lo mencione, a los 33). Cada versión esta permeada del color de miedos particulares....y razones para SI...y razones para NO......</div><div style="color: yellow;">Creo que el Suicidio es un pensamiento mucho mas presente (en la mayoria) durante la adolescencia, ésto debido a múltiples razones, principalmente lo lejana que parece estar la muerte ("natural"), y el anhelo de jamas ser (estar) viejo.....la romántica (pero vacua) idea de vivir rápido y morir joven.</div><div style="color: yellow;">Quisiera finalmente anotar que cuando la escribí, en el año 1997 en Buenos Aires (Argentina) quise navegar en dos aguas al mismo tiempo: el suicidio del hombre (mi propia muerte) y el suicidio del tiempo...este último era el concpeto del tiempo como idea puramente teorética....algo supuestamente tangible y mesurable....y al mismo tiempo inexistente...como las olas del mar que parecieran llegan y se van....mas...jamas llegan!...jamas se van!....tan sólo se acercan y se alejan...tan solo nos visitan....pero no son en si.....ellas se desprenden y vuelven a desintegrarse en la inmensidad...en lo indestructible.....el alpha y el omega......o la infinita procesión del tiempo y el espacio.......</div><div style="color: yellow;"><br /></div><div style="color: yellow;">El miedo&nbsp; a envejecer.....el miedo a morir....el miedo a jamas haber existido....el miedo a no poder oner fin a mis dias, pues en primer lugar esos dias jamas mios fueron.....y la muerte, asi como la vida, es no más que otro sueño....otro....otro....sueño mas....sueño que no es mio..pues no soy quien sueña, sino el sueño mismo.....</div><div style="color: yellow;">....let time commit suicide.........</div><div style="color: yellow;"><br /></div><div style="color: yellow;"><object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F12688851"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F12688851" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"></embed> </object>&nbsp; <a href="http://soundcloud.com/elamorte/suicide-at-33">Suicide[at 33]</a> by <a href="http://soundcloud.com/elamorte">elamorte</a>&nbsp; </div><div style="color: yellow;"><br /></div><div style="color: yellow;"><object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F13044609"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F13044609" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"></embed> </object>&nbsp; <a href="http://soundcloud.com/elamorte/suicide-at-33-mp3">Suicide[at 33] (MP3)</a> by <a href="http://soundcloud.com/elamorte">elamorte</a></div><div style="color: yellow;"><br /></div><div style="color: yellow;">CREDITS<br /><br />DimasGestas: Synths, Voices, Sound design and Sound Manipulation</div><div style="color: yellow;"><br />Recorded at:<br />B-612 (Zipacon, Colombia) by Bernardo Jimenez<br /><br />Mixed by Bernardo Jimenez at B-612<br /><br />Mastered by Felipe Lopez at<br /><a href="http://www.ondaselecta.com/">Onda Selecta </a><br /><br />Artwork by <a href="http://www.sarahgenner.es.tl/">Sarah Genner</a> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044685794101157739-4280963480544942778?l=voxhumanablog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-eLaMoRTe-http://www.blogger.com/profile/07825095026348678032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044685794101157739.post-54782541564664598182011-04-10T10:15:00.000-07:002011-04-10T10:15:57.430-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://gcn.mincultura.gov.co/wp-content/themes/bicentenario/timthumb.php?src=http://gcn.mincultura.gov.co/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/zipacon.jpg&amp;w=360&amp;zc=1&amp;q=80" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://gcn.mincultura.gov.co/wp-content/themes/bicentenario/timthumb.php?src=http://gcn.mincultura.gov.co/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/zipacon.jpg&amp;w=360&amp;zc=1&amp;q=80" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br /><div style="color: red;">Transmigrar es un tema escrito originalmente como homenaje a la poblacion de Zipacon (Cundinamarca, Colombia) en el año 2008. En aquellos dias pasaba yo por una fase de concentración (obsesión) en la idea de la transmigracion...desde una perspectiva muy personal si bien influenciada por el budismo</div><table style="color: red; width: 620px;"><tbody><tr></tr><tr><td valign="top"><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"> </span></div><div id="HOTWordsTxt" name="HOTWordsTxt"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><taghw>&nbsp; TRANSMIGRAR. (Del lat. transmigrare.) intr. Pasar a otro país para vivir en él, especialmente un pueblo entero o parte considerable de él. II Pasar una alma de un cuerpo a otro. </taghw><br /></span></div></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div style="color: red;">En un juego de palabras, conceptos e ideas, exilio auto-impuesto (tomar distancia), el concepto de la re-encarnación, la oración cristiana y la transformación (evolución/devolución/involución) humana; todos se entretejen para formar esta obra, o grito por piedad....a la luz temible del actual encierro...e incertidumbre ante la vida mas alla de la muerte....(...terrena.....entierro.......)</div><div style="color: red;"><object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F11791114"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F11791114" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"></embed> </object>&nbsp; <a href="http://soundcloud.com/elamorte/transmigrar-1">Transmigrar(mp3)</a> by <a href="http://soundcloud.com/elamorte">elamorte</a>&nbsp;</div><div style="color: red;"><object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F11788482"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F11788482" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"></embed> </object>&nbsp; <a href="http://soundcloud.com/elamorte/transmigrar">Transmigrar(WAV)</a> by <a href="http://soundcloud.com/elamorte">elamorte</a> </div><div style="color: red;"></div><div style="color: red;"><br /></div><div style="color: red;">Nota aleatoria: hay un juego de palabras como alusión al nombre "Zipacón"......si lo descubres...escribenos a <a href="mailto:el_laberinto@yahoo.com">Vox Humana</a>.....</div><div style="color: red;"><br /></div><div style="color: red;">Créditos:</div><div style="color: red;"><br /></div><div style="color: red;">Voz principal : DimasGestas</div><div style="color: red;">Voz fantasma : Dilia Ramirez</div><div style="color: red;">Instrumentos: DimasGestas </div><div style="color: red;">Colores, ambientes...e inspiracion en el exilio : Municipio de <a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zipac%C3%B3n">Zipacón</a>, Cundinamarca (Colombia)</div><div style="color: red;">Grabación: Bernardo Jimenez en B-612 </div><div style="color: red;">Mezcla: Bernardo Jimenez en B-612</div><span style="color: red;">Masterizacion: Felipe López en </span><a href="http://www.ondaselecta.com/" style="color: red;">Onda Selecta</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044685794101157739-5478254156466459818?l=voxhumanablog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-eLaMoRTe-http://www.blogger.com/profile/07825095026348678032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044685794101157739.post-10914336067211851752011-02-26T02:15:00.000-08:002011-02-26T02:15:00.323-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/F-8Mx47kOBs/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F-8Mx47kOBs&fs=1&source=uds" /><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /><embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/F-8Mx47kOBs&fs=1&source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /><object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F11097697%3Fsecret_token%3Ds-bQWd0&secret_url=true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F11097697%3Fsecret_token%3Ds-bQWd0&secret_url=true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"></embed> </object> <a href="http://soundcloud.com/elamorte/ausente-1/s-bQWd0">Ausente</a> by <a href="http://soundcloud.com/elamorte">elamorte</a> <br /><br /><object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F11096560%3Fsecret_token%3Ds-Fe2NS&secret_url=true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F11096560%3Fsecret_token%3Ds-Fe2NS&secret_url=true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"></embed> </object> <a href="http://soundcloud.com/elamorte/ausente/s-Fe2NS">Ausente</a> by <a href="http://soundcloud.com/elamorte">elamorte</a> <br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Ausente....<br />Cuando desperte y vi que estaba dormido...camine hacia la tumba, ya sin sueños....<br />cuando me rendí al sueño postrero...desperte a la nada de mis dias...<br /><br />Nunca pude el momento vivir, tocar, sentir....<br />solo trataba, inutilmente, de convencerme que aquella era mi vida...<br />y mas que nada..<br />que estaba yo vivo......que yo...vivia....<br /><br />Cuando llamaron a lista, solo pude decir "ausente"...pero para decir ausente me puse de pie y alce la mano.....solo para ser identificado...como otro espectro mas.....ausente presente...<br /><br />La vida ante mi.....soy solo aquel que observa, aquel que contempla.....<br />no caminando la vida, sino la vida pasando por encima de mi fragil ser...que nada es...nada....<br />Nadar en la nada....soñar eternamente el sueño de la muerte...<br />vivir..muerto....ausente.....y envuelto en nieve.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Excepto Trompeta y Trombon...todos los gemidos, gritos, llantos y demas accidenteSonicos por DimasGestas</div><div style="text-align: center;">Grabada, mezclada, retorcida y envuelta en nieve por Bernardo Jimenez en B-612</div><div style="text-align: center;">Masterizada por Felipe Lopez....en su linda guarida sonica, llamada <a href="http://www.ondaselecta.com/">Onda Selecta </a></div><div style="color: red; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="color: red; text-align: center;">Esta cancion fue el sueño...fue el anhelo...cuando ya no habia sueños..ni anhelos....y fue tan apreciada como ignorada......supongo la ignoraron quienes no pudieron sentirla, la criticaron quienes solo buscaban una oportunidad de atravezarme con una daga.....asi como la cantaron y bailaron quienes amaron en ausencia de si mismos......(como los niños.....como German Gillermo....como el pequeño de Ceniza...) a todos ellos......aqui....por siempre....hasta el fin..por siempre..hasta el fin..por siempre.....</div><div style="color: red; text-align: center;">Ausente..............</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044685794101157739-1091433606721185175?l=voxhumanablog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-eLaMoRTe-http://www.blogger.com/profile/07825095026348678032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044685794101157739.post-45273202350972817042011-02-25T08:10:00.000-08:002011-02-25T08:10:06.285-08:00<iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tn7YVCxnILI?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" width="425"></iframe><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044685794101157739-4527320235097281704?l=voxhumanablog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-eLaMoRTe-http://www.blogger.com/profile/07825095026348678032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044685794101157739.post-47825242422250960072011-02-17T19:33:00.000-08:002011-02-17T19:34:55.949-08:00<strike>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;<span style="background-color: purple; color: magenta;"> </span></strike><span style="background-color: purple; color: magenta; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif; font-size: large;">LA GESTACION..........<span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"></span></span><br /><span style="background-color: purple; color: magenta; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif; font-size: large;"></span><br /><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"></span></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nq8VgLkr8AM/TV3LumuYVBI/AAAAAAAAABc/HUlPZySOs8I/s1600/Photo+25.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nq8VgLkr8AM/TV3LumuYVBI/AAAAAAAAABc/HUlPZySOs8I/s320/Photo+25.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br /><br />La gestación de la gestación.<br /><br />La gestación fué concebida en 1997...cuando creía vivir en la Ciudad de la Furia (no puedo decir que viví ahí..pero puedo asegurar que ERA, ciertamente, la ciudad de la furia).<br />&nbsp;En aquel entonces sentía tal fascinación por todo lo relacionado con la concepción/embarazo/gestación/alumbramiento....que se tornó esto en un tema omnipresente , casi obsesivo, tanto en la vigilia como en sueños.<br />Despertaba pensando/sintiendo ser un feto. Quería pensar tambien que todo (comida, temperatura, colores, sonidosy demas estimulos externos) me alimentaban atraves de un cordon umbilical invisible.....esto me hacía sentir absolutamente dependiente: fisicamente de la madre (protección), y metafísicamente del padre (conciencia/juicio).... La dualidad masculino/femenino,anima/animus, que siempre yo persigo y por la cual soy perseguido (somos?) de nuevo.....en mi...aparecía...<br />A veces imaginaba que, al estar yo en el proceso de gestación, podia decidir cómo ser y qué ser. Era como tener el poder de ser mas o menos hombre, o mujer; o totalmente hombre, o totalmente mujer....; o nada....o todo!....y esperaba cada tarde a la mujer amada para rendirme y entregarme, vulnerable y frágil a ella, y asumiendo posición fetal, era alimentado, conectado, desconectado.....mientras aguardaba la noche..para resguardarme....en su vientre...<br />Pensaba que el proceso de la vida es el distanciamiento progresivo entre la madre/padre y el "ser" (rompimiento del ser unitario para dar origen al ser dual), por ende, creía que el regreso a la inocencia (edén) podría ser posible al viajar (hacia atras)...volviendo al útero imaginario.....recuperando la conciencia...(divina iluminacion/nirvana)...y a partir de ese momento....vivir esperando la muerte, en un metafísico estado fetal.<br /><br />Cada mañana.....cada noche....cuando tocando el piano en sonicos colores me envolvía.....dibujaba en mi mente un simil entre el proceso creativo y las fases de la concepción,"gestación" y alumbramiento....<br />-crear.....o dar a luz....a la luz.....dar a luz....las tinieblas...dar a luz....o dar luz...a las tinieblas....-<br />La génesis.....la gestación......los 6 dias....los 9 meses.......y al final....el descanso.....o la muerte......(descansar...en paz)......Si la vida es la gestación....la muerte es el alumbramiento......Si la muerte es el nacimiento...éste no es mas que el preludio/sueño...antes de ser dado&nbsp; a luz....antes de disolver...en luz...eterna......<br /><br />La Gestación...fué fecundada, concebida, gestada y lanzada a la luz de las terrenas tinieblas por DimasGestas (madre/padre), originalmente para el proyecto alterno -treesoncoma-....,posteriormente arrancada de los arboles y lanzada a el amor de la muerte (o la muerte del amor?)....siendo adoptada por -eLaMoRTe-....debido a sus inesperadas cualidades como canto para el camino al calvario.....<br />El piano original fué capturado en el lienZonico por Jox, en su guarida sónica llamada "Alterna".....una tarde, justo antes de partir a la tierra de angeles (angels-terra), en compañia de Jupiter.....y un infierno en el alma.....<br />.......Un gran ruido, cortesia de un avión en dirección a la nada (todos los vehiculos se dirijen, siempre, a la nada), adorna el comienzo del tema (gracias Jox por no detener la grabación)....año 2001......<br />.........Unos pasos....enfermos....fueron regalo cortesia de Jas Dep-Saran......(sonico abrazo, donde quiera que te encuentres).....pasos estos capturados en el SSR (manchester,UK)....año 2003....<br />Todos los demas instrumentos y gemidos, fueron registrados en B-612 cuando el planeta giraba en La Macarena (Bogota, Colombia)....año 2006....<br /><br />Mezclado por Bernardo Jimenez en B-612<br />Masterizado por Felipe Lopez en <a href="http://www.ondaselecta.com/">Onda Selecta</a><br /><br />Dedicated....in Sonic Blood....to CM......(chaos....and control)......for giving me to birth...<br />In Sacred, Solemn and Soulful....yet Sorrowful and Sour Solitude....my life...a Solitary Solitude......Shared with Spouses....in SonicSadness.....<br />.....always looking for an utero...to be carried in....a mother to give this child to birth....<br /><br /><object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F10693017"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F10693017" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"></embed> </object> <a href="http://soundcloud.com/elamorte/la-gestacion">La Gestacion</a> by <a href="http://soundcloud.com/elamorte">elamorte</a> <br /><br /><object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F10693986"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F10693986" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"></embed> </object> <a href="http://soundcloud.com/elamorte/la-gestacion-1">La Gestacion(mp3)</a> by <a href="http://soundcloud.com/elamorte">elamorte</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044685794101157739-4782524242225096007?l=voxhumanablog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-eLaMoRTe-http://www.blogger.com/profile/07825095026348678032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044685794101157739.post-78179910570064029432011-02-10T18:55:00.000-08:002011-02-11T07:31:56.343-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jcbMEvJIkUY/TVSebWuMu0I/AAAAAAAAABY/1zocgW3fwGg/s1600/Veneziano_Lorenzo-Christ_Giving_the_Keys_to_St_Peter.normal.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jcbMEvJIkUY/TVSebWuMu0I/AAAAAAAAABY/1zocgW3fwGg/s320/Veneziano_Lorenzo-Christ_Giving_the_Keys_to_St_Peter.normal.jpg" width="209" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>El Tiempo Como un Boomerang&nbsp;&nbsp;</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G09Rb7JijA0/TVSY_WeHSOI/AAAAAAAAABU/mhaMbe9tjGE/s1600/treeman2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br /></a></div><div style="color: purple; text-align: center;">....o la historia de la noche que el tiempo se detuvo....</div><div style="color: purple; text-align: center;">....paralizandome en terror...</div><div style="color: purple; text-align: center;">al encontrarme por vez primera absolutamente solo...solo.....</div><div style="color: purple; text-align: center;">solo...en mi eternidad......</div><div style="color: purple; text-align: center;">solo...en el infierno..... </div><div style="color: purple; text-align: center;">solo....en mi mismo....</div><div style="color: purple; text-align: center;">solo...</div><div style="color: purple; text-align: center;">expulsado de la Luz Aeterna....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">(Adán?.....aquel no era hombre...ni mujer....era ambos y ninguno....aquel no conocia la dualidad....fue el caos quien rompio la perfecta unidad....fué el caos...el que desato la multiplicidad.....creced y multipli-chaos!!!)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Entre la luna y el sol....</div><div style="text-align: center;">atrapada....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">(en las manos de cristo...el tiempo danza circular...dibujando el infinito..estático...</div><div style="text-align: center;">en las manos de cristo...el tiempo se abre y se cierra en si mismo....</div><div style="text-align: center;">hasta que suene la última trompeta....</div><div style="text-align: center;">en las manos de cristo...el tiempo como un boomerang....)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">el tiempo como un boomerang...</div><div style="text-align: center;">mis restos te entrego....</div><div style="text-align: center;">el tiempo como un boomerang...</div><div style="text-align: center;">morir de nuevo....</div><div style="text-align: center;">el tiempo como un boomerang...</div><div style="text-align: center;">me muero...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">el tiempo como un boomerang...</div><div style="text-align: center;">me muero....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">entre sombras anclada...</div><div style="text-align: center;">entre la luna y el sol.....</div><div style="text-align: center;">atrapada......</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">el tiempo como un boomerang...</div><div style="text-align: center;">morir de nuevo....</div><div style="text-align: center;">mis restos te entrego...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">el tiempo como un boomerang...</div><div style="text-align: center;">morir de nuevo...</div><div style="text-align: center;">mi muerte te entrego....</div><div style="text-align: center;">mis huesos....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">(dadnos señor el descanso eterno....xxxxx.....)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Solo en las manos de Cristo...la llave...del fin..del tiempo....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F10278658"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F10278658" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"></embed> </object> <a href="http://soundcloud.com/elamorte/el-tiempo-como-un-boomerang">El Tiempo Como Un Boomerang(mp3)</a> by <a href="http://soundcloud.com/elamorte">elamorte</a> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F10285995"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F10285995" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"></embed> </object> <a href="http://soundcloud.com/elamorte/el-tiempo-como-un-boomerang-1">El Tiempo Como Un Boomerang(.WAV)</a> by <a href="http://soundcloud.com/elamorte">elamorte</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div style="text-align: center;">Guitars, Keyboards, Flutes, Bass, Voices and other instruments by: DimasGestas</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Recorded at B-612 (Zipacón, Colombia) by Bernardo Jimenez</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Mixed at </span><span style="font-size: small;">B-612 (Zipacón, Colombia) by Bernardo Jimenez</span><br /><span style="font-size: small;">Mastered by Felipe Lopez at <a href="http://www.ondaselecta.com/">Onda Selecta</a> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Image of The Christ: <span style="font-size: small;"><span class="red_text"><a href="http://www.terminartors.com/artistprofile/Veneziano_Lorenzo" title="Veneziano, Lorenzo - Italian artist">Veneziano, Lorenzo</a></span> (1356-1372)&nbsp;&nbsp;</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Dedicated to all the spirits caught into the hell of the senses....all those poor spirits who share that </span></div><div style="text-align: center;">strange shelter with me.....many years ago.....at the fields of dreams......(summershame)....(sigh)....</div><div style="text-align: center;">&nbsp; </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044685794101157739-7817991057006402943?l=voxhumanablog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-eLaMoRTe-http://www.blogger.com/profile/07825095026348678032noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044685794101157739.post-10359877542707408732011-02-03T16:31:00.000-08:002011-02-03T17:09:53.259-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This is the third episode...the third fall...on the way to the Golgotha....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This is "All Men Are Mortal"....CantoCaminoCalvario!!!!! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">&nbsp;<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnszJ-LJlik/TUtA-oWo4iI/AAAAAAAAABI/bfs1J9PlWd8/s1600/skull3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="208" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnszJ-LJlik/TUtA-oWo4iI/AAAAAAAAABI/bfs1J9PlWd8/s320/skull3.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><span id="goog_962657167"></span><span id="goog_962657168"></span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnszJ-LJlik/TUtP3fY7dmI/AAAAAAAAABM/t_eSSmx54ME/s1600/all+men+are+mortal.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnszJ-LJlik/TUtP3fY7dmI/AAAAAAAAABM/t_eSSmx54ME/s320/all+men+are+mortal.jpg" width="183" /></a></div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Although written years ago and played in many gigs everywhere (passing the test of time) All Men Are Motal is seeing the light of the night just&nbsp; now (2011)...for it seems to be the right time, the right frame of mind...and the right age (it was recorded last year....when i thought i was 33 years of age).</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Influenced by and as an homage to the famous novel written by Simone de Beauvoir </div><br /><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/5/50/All_Men_Are_Mortal.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/5/50/All_Men_Are_Mortal.jpg" width="202" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; To all whom may think fiction and existentialism can not co-exist... </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F10001456%3Fsecret_token%3Ds-8JjE3&secret_url=true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F10001456%3Fsecret_token%3Ds-8JjE3&secret_url=true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"></embed> </object> <a href="http://soundcloud.com/elamorte/todos-los-hombres-son-mortales/s-8JjE3">All men are mortal(mp3)</a> by <a href="http://soundcloud.com/elamorte">elamorte</a> <br /><br /><object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F10004280%3Fsecret_token%3Ds-oWsam&secret_url=true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F10004280%3Fsecret_token%3Ds-oWsam&secret_url=true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"></embed> </object> <a href="http://soundcloud.com/elamorte/all-men-are-mortal/s-oWsam">All men are mortal(.WAV)</a> by <a href="http://soundcloud.com/elamorte">elamorte</a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Artwork by <a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Sarah-Genner-Visual-Artist/160680560626583?ref=ts">Sarah Genner </a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Recorded at B-612 by Bernardo Jimenez</div><div style="text-align: center;">Mixed at B-612 by Bernardo Jimenez</div><div style="text-align: center;">Mastered at <a href="http://www.ondaselecta.com/">Onda Selecta</a> by Felipe Lopez</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044685794101157739-1035987754270740873?l=voxhumanablog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-eLaMoRTe-http://www.blogger.com/profile/07825095026348678032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044685794101157739.post-9914391030807581992011-01-27T20:42:00.000-08:002011-01-28T05:12:42.861-08:00<div style="text-align: center;">Second Episode</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>&nbsp;&nbsp; HUNGERSTRIKE</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b> </b><i>(DEVOURED FROM WITHIN</i></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnszJ-LJlik/TUEfIw7pqLI/AAAAAAAAAA8/s5QhvGgH8tY/s1600/hunger+strike.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KnszJ-LJlik/TUEfIw7pqLI/AAAAAAAAAA8/s5QhvGgH8tY/s320/hunger+strike.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #8e7cc3;">Where do I start?....if it was the end....where?...or..should I start at the end?....for the end of all this...was the beginning......</span><br /><span style="color: #8e7cc3;">The battle was....simply....the hardest and most painful one I have had.....(so....far...?...)</span><br /><span style="color: #8e7cc3;">It seems to me that the so-called "eating disorders" is a subject that has not been explored as deep as it needs to be.....</span><br /><span style="color: #8e7cc3;">I did suffer, at different points in my life, from all the main <i>E.D. </i>known (anorexia, bulimia, binge eating disorder,etc)......and so...I ought to say that IT IS NOT WHAT MOST PEOPLE THINK IT IS....there's far more to it than what we can comprehend....more than anything IT IS A FORM OF POSSESSION.....a serious and abominable DEMONIC possession....</span><br /><span style="color: #8e7cc3;">I did faced Satan....in the mirror.....i faced it.........(and that was far more than what I could bare on earth)</span><br /><span style="color: #8e7cc3;">To all my brothers...and specially sisters......who are suffering (or have suffered in the past)...living a hell.....dying at Satan's Feast....</span><br /><span style="color: #8e7cc3;">to everyone who has been devoured from within....everyone who has been stricken by hunger....everyone who has been on a hunger-strike....</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #8e7cc3;">(and..yes Kai...yes!..you were right...it was a terrific night..)</span></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">.....and....to start to get in the right (wrong?) frame of mind....I'd like to share this film with you all:</div><br /><iframe frameborder="0" height="300" src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/344856" width="400"></iframe><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://vimeo.com/344856">Superstar: The Karen Carpenter Story</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/user277005">Chris</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com/">Vimeo</a>.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">It's about Karen Carpenter and the nightmare and struggle she went through whilst dealing with her demons/addictions/eating disorders. It's an amazing piece of art, done entirely using Barbie dolls.....The film never got the attention and recognition it deserves, due in part to the fact that Richard Carpenter (her brother and musical partner) didn't want the film to be shown and filled a lawsuit against Haynes, wining subsequently in 1990 withdrawing the film for good.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Todd_Haynes">http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Todd_Haynes </a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Superstar:_The_Karen_Carpenter_Story">http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Superstar:_The_Karen_Carpenter_Story</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.vimeo.com/344856">http://www.vimeo.com/344856</a></div><br /><object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F9673320%3Fsecret_token%3Ds-o8l4a&amp;secret_url=true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F9673320%3Fsecret_token%3Ds-o8l4a&amp;secret_url=true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"></embed> </object>&nbsp; <a href="http://soundcloud.com/elamorte/hungerstrike/s-o8l4a">Hungerstrike(MP3)</a> by <a href="http://soundcloud.com/elamorte">elamorte</a><br /><br /><br /><object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F9682809%3Fsecret_token%3Ds-iHaUU&amp;secret_url=true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F9682809%3Fsecret_token%3Ds-iHaUU&amp;secret_url=true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"></embed> </object>&nbsp; <a href="http://soundcloud.com/elamorte/04-elamorte-hungerstrike/s-iHaUU">Hungerstrike(.WAV)</a> by <a href="http://soundcloud.com/elamorte">elamorte</a><br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnszJ-LJlik/TULAeWVCmjI/AAAAAAAAABA/HjbN3kI-J_Y/s1600/Photo+6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="282" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnszJ-LJlik/TULAeWVCmjI/AAAAAAAAABA/HjbN3kI-J_Y/s320/Photo+6.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #93c47d;">I still don't understand</span><br /><span style="color: #93c47d;">what kept us blind</span><br /><span style="color: #93c47d;">&nbsp;in that vicious game,</span><br /><span style="color: #93c47d;">when everything we had was just the wreckage...</span><br /><span style="color: #93c47d;">distorted memories of former lives...</span><br /><br /><span style="color: #93c47d;">From the universe...</span><br /><span style="color: #93c47d;">disengaged..</span><br /><span style="color: #93c47d;">I was looking for a friend</span><br /><span style="color: #93c47d;">to despise this world together</span><br /><span style="color: #93c47d;">this malignant tumour strangle</span><br /><br /><span style="color: #93c47d;">...but we fell...on life&nbsp; again..</span><br /><span style="color: #93c47d;">despite all the carnage</span><br /><span style="color: #93c47d;">we fell on that blood</span><br /><span style="color: #93c47d;">we fell on the world...</span><br /><br /><span style="color: #93c47d;">(...it's too late i'm affraid....i have eaten the body of the enemy..and now it's eating me..from the inside)</span><br /><br /><span style="color: #93c47d;">I got back </span><br /><span style="color: #93c47d;">my lunatic eyes,</span><br /><span style="color: #93c47d;">whilst your hunger</span><br /><span style="color: #93c47d;">was dining you slow,</span><br /><span style="color: #93c47d;">excrement and skin was all that matter,</span><br /><span style="color: #93c47d;">with absent minds we missed the last chance..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: #93c47d;">...but we fell...on life&nbsp; again..</span><br /><span style="color: #93c47d;">despite all the carnage</span><br /><span style="color: #93c47d;">we fell on that blood</span><br /><span style="color: #93c47d;">we fell on the world...</span><br /><br /><span style="color: #93c47d;">I still don't understand</span><br /><span style="color: #93c47d;">what kept us blind</span><br /><span style="color: #93c47d;">&nbsp;in that vicious game,</span><br /><span style="color: #93c47d;">when everything we had was just the wreckage...</span><br /><span style="color: #93c47d;">distorted memories of former lives...</span></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #996633;">CREDITS</span><br /><br /><span style="color: #996633;">DimasGestas: Synths, Voices, Sound design and Sound Manipulation</span><br /><span style="color: #996633;">???? : Fretless Bass</span><br /><span style="color: #996633;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #996633;"></span><br /><span style="color: #996633;">Recorded at:</span><br /><span style="color: #996633;">B-612 (Zipacon, Colombia) by Bernardo Jimenez</span><br /><span style="color: #996633;">and</span><br /><span style="color: #996633;">Alterna (Bogota, Colombia) by Jox</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><span style="color: #996633;">Mixed by Bernardo Jimenez at B-612</span><br /><br /><span style="color: #996633;">Mastered by Felipe Lopez at</span><br /><a href="http://www.ondaselecta.com/" style="color: #996633;">Onda Selecta </a><br /><br /><span style="color: #996633;">Artwork by </span><a href="http://www.sarahgenner.es.tl/" style="color: #996633;">Sarah Genner&nbsp;</a></div><div style="text-align: center;">(based on Goya's "<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Sleep_of_Reason_Produces_Monsters%20">el sueño de la razon produce monstruos</a>")</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Special thanks to Manuel Borda for showing me alternative ways....alternative paths.....for making that solo possible...you made it possible...; Sean Slinger for HOME (and all what that really means).....by the way....I wrote this song in your living room...on a dark day....in dark Man/chest/ache...in dark dark dark....; Steph Walker....when I wrote it...I was feeling like it was the right vehicle for me to share with you what I was going through...; Sarah Genner....for...despising the world..along...with me....; Dogs and Cats at the Fields of Dreams....you opened my eyes.....to the hell i was creating....bite by bite.....bite bite!; Amir..for taking me..to Fields of Dreams..... (SummerShame..); my brothers and sister......, hey Raf!...thanks for the spaceship you gave me....the one that cried for me....the one in which i've been crying for years; Lesley and Dave...we all together did share in holy common-union...when I needed the most; Carolina.....you know..when I've been devoured......;and finally....mother Olga...the comforting voice..at the other end...of the line....of the oceans..of dreams.....my beginning....my end.....</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044685794101157739-991439103080758199?l=voxhumanablog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-eLaMoRTe-http://www.blogger.com/profile/07825095026348678032noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044685794101157739.post-84308300445983742222011-01-20T20:20:00.001-08:002011-01-20T20:23:05.178-08:00<object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F9357485&amp;utm_source=soundcloud"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F9357485&amp;utm_source=soundcloud" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"></embed> </object> <a href="http://soundcloud.com/elamorte/endless-sea">Endless Sea (MP3)</a> by <a href="http://soundcloud.com/elamorte">elamorte</a><br /><br /><br /><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&quot;type&quot;:&quot;msg&quot;}"><span class="UIIntentionalStory_Names" data-ft="{&quot;type&quot;:&quot;name&quot;}"> </span><span class="UIStory_Message">‎"Endless Sea"....the mp3 version, easier and quicker to download.....still....I recommend the .wav file (higher quality....just.... far bigger in size)</span></h3>&nbsp;<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044685794101157739-8430830044598374222?l=voxhumanablog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-eLaMoRTe-http://www.blogger.com/profile/07825095026348678032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044685794101157739.post-90705151001257759302011-01-20T20:05:00.001-08:002011-01-20T20:22:30.078-08:00<object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F9402091&amp;utm_source=soundcloud"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F9402091&amp;utm_source=soundcloud" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"></embed> </object> <a href="http://soundcloud.com/elamorte/endlessea">Endless Sea (.WAV)</a> by <a href="http://soundcloud.com/elamorte">elamorte</a><br /><br /><br /><span data-jsid="text">The first track of the CantoCaminoCalvario project...this is the .wav file..that is, a high quality but quite hefty file....i'd recomend to download this one but if you prefer a quicker to download file, go for the mp3 version....</span>&nbsp;<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1044685794101157739-9070515100125775930?l=voxhumanablog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-eLaMoRTe-http://www.blogger.com/profile/07825095026348678032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044685794101157739.post-61958662318328356262011-01-19T03:27:00.001-08:002011-01-20T19:31:43.109-08:00<div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >el cantar en el camino al Golgotha (aniquilacion)....</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >la rendicion.....(pasion)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >la humillacion....(contriccion)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >la herejia....(Gestas)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >el entendimiento en la postrera hora....(Dimas)</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"> PRIMER EPISODIO: "ENDLESS SEA"</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">"despues de la tormenta llega la calma"....pero...despues de la anhelada calma...vuelve siempre la tormenta.....</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">El pensar haber alcanzado la paz (calma), es el mas grande peligro (tormenta / tormento).....el creer flotar en nirvana..es nadar en Samsara.....Nadar en la nada....</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">Ascender es descender...hasta que un dia, al ascender, se tenga la humildad para poder entender que no se esta llegando a nigun lugar..entender que el ascenso no es mas que otra ilusion / desilusion...</span><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnszJ-LJlik/TTicPkjgfUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/5eC6ygSw64E/s1600/endless%2Bsea.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnszJ-LJlik/TTicPkjgfUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/5eC6ygSw64E/s400/endless%2Bsea.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564369130940824898" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">Sid-dhartha..Goth-ama...olvidaste decir(me)..que tambien el Budismo...se tornaba agrio (samsara)...ja!.....por seguirte...descendi al mundo....y en lugar de ser iluminado...me envolvi en miedo....me arroje al samsara...y en lugar de </span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">lux aeterna </span><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">encontre tinieblas....terror.....horror....dolor.......</span><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"><br /><br />LYRICS:</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">The waters are quiet now</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">the ocean is dead..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">I'm floating in this.....endless sea...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">where THAT life is just a memory</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">....and memories...must die....</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">Here I just have THAT mind,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">the unbreakable tower from where I contemplete the end</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">how I waste THAT life</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">being crucified</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">for THEIR sins</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">"put yourself out of action</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">by disconnecting the parts,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">put yourself out of action</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">and then, the enemy will be disarmed"</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">(staring with my eyes closed / sleeping awake)</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">how I waste THAT life</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">trying too fill a cup</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">that was upside down</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">"put yourself out of action</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">by disconnecting the parts,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">put yourself out of action</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">and then, the enemy will be disarmed"</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">...oh THAT life...THAT life..must die......</span><br /><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">CREDITS</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">DimasGestas: Synths, Voices, Sound design and Sound Manipulation</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">Juan Camilo Anzola: Drums</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">Javier Hamon : Guitars</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">Recorded at:</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">B-612 (Zipacon, Colombia) by Bernardo Jimenez</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">and</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">Tank Estudio (Bogota, Colombia) by Manuel Borda and Bernardo Jimenez</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">Mixed by Bernardo Jimenez at B-612</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">Mastered by Felipe Lopez at</span><br /><a style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);" href="http://www.ondaselecta.com/">Onda Selecta </a><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">Artwork by </span><a style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);" href="http://www.sarahgenner.es.tl/">Sarah Genner</a><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">Thanks to the people behind these great Sonic Toys (used on this song):</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">Ohmicide, Mobilohm and Ohmmoyz by </span><a style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);" href="http://www.ohmforce.com/">OhmForce,</a><br /><a style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);" href="http://www.audionerdz.com/">Delay Lama</a><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">, </span><a style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);" href="http://ww.plogue.com/bidule">Bidule</a><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">, </span><a style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);" href="http://www.uisoftware.com/">Metasynth</a><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">, </span><a style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);" href="http://www.kvraudio.com/">Claw</a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">thanks as well to all the spirits before/behind/in front of -eLaMoRTe-....all the ones who, along the way, have given to -eLaMoRTe- bits and pieces of their own hearts and vital energy....without them this project would have died long time ago, this journey (sometimes painful, sometimes rewarding) would had come to an end years ago...; they are far too many to mention..but..for this particular release I'd like to extend my gratitude to Manuel Borda (and that great musical vision/direction/advice; that great friend I have in him), Javier Hamon, Juan Camilo Anzola, Monica Morales, Fundacion ProyectoArte, Rafael Jimenez and Carolina Morales (for everything....SonicSisterSoul...Chaos and Control...altogether).</span><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' 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