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CROSSFADE / DISSOLVE
03:54
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Cut to shape the narrative, delete another frame.
Change the titles at the end, splice a new name in.
No contemplating
words that may have been
better left unspoken.
No recollection
of conversations closed,
of letters left unopened.
Time changing memories to dust,
slowly reshaping the past.
Watch through an inverted lens, memories out of frame.
Change the angles once again, see them slowly fade.
Just keep erasing
slice away the days.
Retrospective editing.
Scenes continue
to play behind closed eyes.
Sequencing the cuts again.
Time changing memories to dust,
slowly reshaping the past.
Censor the questions and doubts,
make us all heroes and gods.
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2. |
STELLAR MASS
04:40
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Not long now
till no-one remembers our names.
Fading inscriptions for the fortunate few.
For others unmarked graves.
As dust clouds dissipate.
One single piercing ray illuminates remains.
Of yesterday.
The future draws us near.
Counting the time elapsed.
Closer to the centre, increasing mass.
Capturing the last light to take back to the stars.
Imprisoning impressions souvenirs from afar.
No answers found
or revelations spoken
where heads are bowed
vows are made and broken.
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3. |
A BLACK NOISE
04:23
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Lovers, friends
everyone you never forget.
fading away.
Promises, threats
things you one day might regret
fading away.
And a black noise wipes it all away
Holding on to ghosts.
Interference overpowers
every secret sight and sound.
Where are they now?
Static crackles cancels out
a million voices underground.
Where did they go?
Distraction, intrusion
Disinformation overload
System, control.
Causes effects object.
The telescreen is always on.
Interference overpowers
every secret sight and sound.
Where are they now?
Static crackles cancels out
a million voices underground.
Where did they go?
Interference overpowers
every secret sight and sound.
Where are they now?
Static crackles cancels out
a million voices underground.
Where did they go?
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4. |
SEEN MISSING
04:44
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Capturing the messages
running down the wires
to where the vast horizon ends,
and land becomes the sky.
Faded colours, once bright photographs.
Sounds that echo in your dreams.
Words that sprang from blackest wells,
past designs and schemes.
Transmission on the secret waves
Reception loud and clear
We restore and analyse
We remember everything
Archiveing the disappeared,
who seemed to toil in vain.
Seen missing in the final cut
unrecognised, unnamed.
Transmission on the secret waves
Reception loud and clear
We restore and analyse
We remember everything
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PALAIS IDEAL Eindhoven, Netherlands
Constructed from fragments of post-punk, new wave and goth. Foundations are provided by vintage synthesizers and drum machines. Sweeping guitars and vocals create overarching structures. Romanticism and stark modernism are fused into an energetic new style. ... more
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