Poets of the Fall, Ghostlight – seitsemän, Firedancer
Firedancer is the brilliant opening to Ghostlight, Poets of the Fall 9th studio album which was released on April 29th. The song is musically and lyrically stunning, from the intro’s spoken words to the very last notes easing the listener smoothly into the next track -Requiem for my Harlequin. As always, the lyrics can and should be understood in our own way. No right or wrong, just Marko’s red thread showing a glimmer of what could be his meaning. Like he said in his interview on Radio Rock (Finland, 02/04/2022): “My lyrics are meta-level lyrics so the listeners can understand them in their own way. There’s an idea in the…
New Series – Poets of the Fall, Clearview simply said – 10th episode
Something’s in the air… Breathe!… Can you smell it? Not the snow, silly! The change that autumn brings. “Something’s in the air…”, right?! My favourite season, with its warm autumnal colours – red, ochre, brown, golden start to highlight and replace the greens. It is a magical season for me to feast my eyes on. You know what I am talking about, with the sun getting lower in the sky the air begins to sting your cheeks a little in the morning… but it also means cool outfits with boots, scarves, gloves… cosy long sleeves tops, mix woollen coats… it means, more scented candles in the house, the fireplace lit……
New Series – Poets of the Fall, Clearview simply said – 9th episode
Freaking highway Have you noticed how some songs make you so chipper that you want to laugh and dance for the world to see? No?! What do you mean, no…? Oh well! Maybe that’s just me then… pfff, you’re so full of it! ? Anyway, Crystalline is one of these songs to me. It’s like a big bright light on a deserted street showing me the way… it’s telling me: Look it, not a narrow street but a freaking highway! What is keeping you? The series is coming to an end… one last episode, the series finale left to write… and soon, it is time for you dear readers to hit the…
Poets of the Fall – Clevermind
I have been away or rather delayed… or at least my mind has for a bit. You see, I have been struggling with something and not even our favourite Poets could help this time, not at once… tragic, nah, just a tad unexpected that’s all. For a while, I was on my own – not entirely true, for my husband is always there as my rock and my sunshine – and I know why now. It is called denial and I am very good at it indeed. What I have learned though during the past year is to recognise both the signs and the symptoms, and so I did it…
