- Alchemy Vol. 1, Carnival of Rust, Clearview, Jealous Gods, Signs of Life, Temple of Thought, Twilight Theater, Ultraviolet
Poets of the Fall – Lights & Shadows
What does it take to be an inspiring artist? What does it take not to get lost between lights and shadows? What does it take to be oneself in a world that’s gone completely bonkers? These are the eternal questions which never get fully answered, or that have so many answers that nothing makes sense in the end… the truth is, it does not have to. Anyway, my friend and I got carried away as we were chatting about our favourite subject: Poets of the Fall ?. She told me: “Wouldn’t it be cool if we found more than one song with the concept of light and shadow as Marko…
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Poets of the Fall – Forward Quotes – EP03
“Individual, mysterious and personal” As I read the previous post, I could not help but notice that my self-imposed shackles did not do me any good as far as restraining the words towards a lengthy post was concerned. Just as well, I should say. After all, I am not one to follow so-called advice that I do not care for, especially when they’re unsolicited. I sound a bit resentful, don’t I? Well, yes I do… no need to put on gloves… say, at least a little! But I do have some people in mind, or rather a flow of “insufferable know-it-all” (plural) invading my Internet browser and my mailbox to…
- Carnival of Rust, Clearview, Revolution Roulette, Signs of Life, Temple of Thought, Twilight Theater
Poets of the Fall – A splendid toolbox
Healing is a long process especially when one has what many call an “invisible illness” such as a “burn-out” (or the better term: exhaustion syndrome disorder).Today, however, I am very proud to say that I have taken yet another giant step towards recovery. There is obviously no finish line but rather a clearer path and vision of where I want to go and who I am. This post is as much about Poets of the Fall as it is about me, yours truly. You see, it doesn’t matter the tools you are using to be healthy again, as long as they work; in my case, Poets of the Fall are…
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Poets of the Fall – Quote from Desire
On my way to work, I was playing music – read Poets of the Fall here – really loud (or at least loud enough so I could still hear the engine) and as the playlist went on, suddenly these words hit me yet again – I’ve had had previous cases of over-thoughts bugging me with the same words: What never moves, is never still Now, I don’t about you, but this phrase kind of occupied my neurones for a while… until I caught the twist if one can call that a twist (it wouldn’t be if your mother tongue was English, of course, since it is not mine here you go!) Anyway,…
- Carnival of Rust, Clearview, Jealous Gods, Revolution Roulette, Signs of Life, Temple of Thought, Twilight Theater
Poets of the Fall Effect – A journey into inspiration & creativity
Come and tag along while I write a poem coming directly from the heart of music… and elsewhere. Inspiration & creativity should not have to wait. There is this thing I do when I like something so much that I want everybody to feel the same… although, I am well aware that it’s not how it works… Anyway, being aware is good because it prevents me from jumping with both my feet in the puddle of mud hidden under the carpet. Weird imagery, I know but that’s the one that popped out – probably due to the freaking weather hiding the sun away. Anyway, here they come again, Poets of…
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POTF – Maybe Tomorrow is a Better Day
Small detail – update 25-04-2016 Since I have written this post, I’ve listened to this song a couple of hundred times more… ok, maybe I am exaggerating but it may well be at least half as much. Not the point, though. I have come to realize something quite enlightening. Every time, Maybe Tomorrow is a Better Day takes on a slightly different meaning. I don’t really know what influences this, personally, I blame my mood. Beyond that, another underrated thought that I did not highlight was that Poets of the Fall are incredible storytellers. I am not only referring to their videos but first and foremost the words. I won’t say more…
