Poets of the Fall, My Dark Disquiet – UV
I don’t know about you, but I think a new post is being long overdue… you know how it is though, right?! Life… ? Anyhow, I have been playing Ultraviolet non-stop in my car for the past month or so, I can barely make a playlist that does not contain at the very least eight songs from Ultraviolet, if not all… I do have the album completely stuck under my skin. More importantly, I still love the album ?. Now, I know I have said that Ultraviolet gives me the strength I need to pay it forward and beyond, but at the same time and on a more personal level – personal, meaning…
Poets of the Fall in a Perfect World – UV
Since Ultraviolet by Poets of the Fall was released on October 5th, I have been swearing by it every day… and I still am ?. Ultimately though, I’ve gotta pick one song to start with – False Kings & Dancing on Broken Glass don’t count, they’ve already gotten the spotlight – so how does one chose? I have said it before, I love every single song on Ultraviolet and the songs are growing in my heart, and are getting under my skin as I am getting the travel-fever for the German tour in a couple of weeks. How does one chose? I woke up with the song In a Perfect World…
- 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…
Old habits die hard
I have to admit today I cannot find myself. She is somewhere within but she’s become so good at hiding that she’s probably found new places to do so. As I said before, old habits die hard… It is like I am standing in an empty bubble, opaque and cold, in the middle of nowhere – or maybe it is right in the courtyard I couldn’t tell you see. Adjustment takes time, and time is what I do have. So, tell me, what is wrong with me today? I was after all very cheery and shiny yesterday, what happened between then and now? Maybe it is just the morning frost that won’t…