Questa è la storia di un viaggio, di incontri, della creazione di pietre miliari. Onix vive in un tempo remoto né passato né futuro. Vive nei cicli di creazione e distruzione... come un castello che sorge e crolla.
Lyrics:
I got this feeling
Oh I must be dreaming
This life feels Like all that I have
Cause I ve been living inside my head Oppressing the right to fly high skylow
And I say you are mine While fading in front of her eyes And will I stay or fly Oh the feeling of you telling me lies
...Even if it’s hard, keep living The path you chose by yourself...
Lyrics: Tsurakutemo ikiteyukou (Even if it’s hard, keep living) Jibunde eranda michio (The path you chose by yourself)
Itsumademo suminarenai machikirinonaka (I’m still not used to live in this town, inside the fog) Samayoitsuzukete tsukarehate (I keep getting lost, I’m exhausted) Miesoude mienai chikasoude tooi (I almost can see, but I can’t. It seems close but it’s far) Soredemo kokomade arukitsuzuketekita (But I’ve been walking until here) Itsukano akogarewa genjitsuni (The longing I had in the past became reality) Yumemita miraitowa chigau kakujitsuni (It’s different from the future I dreamed, certainly) Dakedo uketomete sono shinjitsuo (But you should embrace the truth) Soshite boku wa hikario mitsukeru (Then I’ll find the light)
Nayande mayotte kimeta kono choice (I worried and got lost and took this choice) Sakende wameite tsukaihatashita voice (I shouted, screamed, ran out of voice) Uso ookisekaidato kizuitemo (Even if I realized that this world is full of lies) Mada hikarigaaruto shinjitai (I still want to believe there are lights) Matowaritsuku kemuri kienai nioi (Smoke stays around me, the smell that never disappear) Furiharattemo oikaketekuru kage (Shadows chase after me even if I shake them off) Zetsubouni tsumazuki taorekonda (I stumbled on the despair and fell down) Bokuni teo sashinobetanowa kimi (It was you who reached out)
Haru natsu aki fuyuga sugi mata atarashii haruga yattekuru (Spring Summer Autumn Winter passed, then a new spring is coming again)
A wish expressed and directed to the past A reminder of the trap that is time As a link in expansion of infinity As a cry of help in the absence of air An in-between of you and what never will be Cause we, we weren't even there.
Lyrics: I wish I could've then But I run away I wish I could've then But I cried instead But you don't know she says But you don't know she's there
A song close to our hearts, a ode to pain as we grow old and as we include other beings into our journey. A song about the opposing tides of loving someone so much, it hurts... till it doesn’t! Enjoy the melancholy of family!
Lyrics: Drink your milk Eat your brei Watch your finger It’s in my mouth Digest well We don’t need cheese Push nicely But all in your dipes
Sleep well we all need it If you are awake take your finger
Hey baby welcome to the world Hey baby we love you very much Hey baby don’t break our couple Cause we need strength Cause we need strength You are our strength
How would you feel if a difficult situation, that you feel dear to your heart but is physically far away, suddenly touches you very closely? We try to share our experience with the first song for the new album "Say". Join our mourning!
And where at flowed all this gold This heavy toll Of cold hands Of murder and blood Oh tainted Lord Back down no matter what the reason You’ll be forever a blank spot A moving target for this filthy kingdom A closing sentence for a healing voice
Back down there are so many reasons You won't be for us an empty slot An easy prey for those greedy people Our closing sentence from your healing voice
Say is a parallel recollection of intimate tales, a deep dive into the square-soul composition of EFF, a never-ending album that will be fed by the necessary downturns of life, a manifest of melancholy, pain and al the cathartic tools our mind has at hand. When a miserable moment cross our way we just need to say it, to declare it and through this album we share it with you.
Lyrics:
I sing a mantra
A clean reminder of...
I see a bloody statement of disorder of mind
Feeling the crack
Sent me back
Back to the millions of fires
Heating up the sky
I feel the crack
Mira que no tiene, que no puede, que no siente, que no huele, que no piensa ni considera el mas allá
Y si acaso quiere conocerse más a fondo fuera el mundo de un elogio donde pueda despegar
Y se está quedando ahí; mucha parla pa decir
Se complica el mundo ahí, imposible de seguir
I sing a mantra
A clean reminder of...
I see a bloody statement of disorder of mind
Feeling the crack
What do we do? I don't know! (Nani suru? Shiranaiyo!) In this days of isolation all of us found difficult to find activities to do, while staying at home for such a long time. In our lifetime we have never been so free and so oppresed at the same time. This is what happen when we let our kids creativity take over! Dance with us, followers of The Church Of Rhythm!!!
In immobility, one's soul being tore apart by the monsters of the “I should be doing something” and “I don’t want do anything”. A battle enacted in a continuous mental monologue of inaction and guilt, of paralysis. A continuous hunt for strategies to be... and to appear legitimate in what we do... to fail, to pray and finally rest... again!
Lyrics: In space, in between
In space, in between Stays the smell of this holy math In my sight just a blank In the moment I forget my path
And I pray and I rest
In space, in between
In no time the voices sung This equation we all feel divine Between time I found the gap To kill these monsters we are fear alive
An
ode to an instrument... carved from wood , covered in leather... and
ode to a time of connections to the physically present in our lived
environment.... a song that talks about the general fear of today's
life... connections recreated in the virtual realm... a physicality
degraded... there is no tambor anymore... but buttons, buttons and
interfaces and platforms... and as the paradox is an ever present
feature of EFF this song does not have a tambor on it but a drum
simulator... yeah... this is our world!
Lyrics: A mi tambor
This is new era Sure sure This is new era It sucks sucks
Y aqui esta el miedo es un remedio que tienes que tomar A qué no enfrentas el sonido del cielo y el silencio sin matar Y cuantas veces te has sentido concreto solo duda es lo que hay Coge un tren y viaja directo a otra forma de escapar
Y que no encuentras más Que alimañas ensoñadoras de una vida irreal Y que no encuentras más Que ilusiones que viajan directo de tu retina a tu clan
This is new era Sure sure This is new era It sucks sucks
Me encuentro matando el tiempo con la voz Me miro en el espejo de la perversión Y es la nueva era que escondió el amor El amor it sucks
A mi tambor
Y con la gente que está presente Quiero introducirles un atajo a la mente La nueva era es gozadera Quítate del mundo si te quedas te envenenas No sea indulgente y se presente Solo con mirar pa’rriba no verás el presidente El privilegio es estar en vida Afínate, afílate que es solo tu salida
A mi tambor
Esta presente!
Me encuentro matando el tiempo con la voz Miro en el espejo de la perversión Y es la nueva era que escondió el amor El amor it sucks
What was the name of the 7th dwarf? Can you remember them all? In a group of people there is always somebody on the spotlight, but what about the others on the edges? Do they have the same opportunities, the same visibility, the same importance? Would you even notice if that person is miscalled or replaced? Wouldn’t you feel uneasy?
Minimal alien-like sounds, dreaming effected voices, pressing bass lines and weird Berlin-underground drums characterizes this EDM piece! Let’s enter the church of rhythm and pray all together our childhood 7 gods!!!
“Political theology and the true undemocratic element of all constitutions. Illusions are not only created but needed by constitutionalism to consecrate a supra-legitimacy which requests compliance instead of citizen participation. The drafters of constitutions consciously play the role of a civil God; the Constitutional or Supreme Court inhabits the role of secular prophets; the Constitution is as a sacred tablet with holistic dimensions; and the people are the chosen people. As the law was received by Moses on the tablets, so too did the Constitution adopt a legal, moral and religious character.” Taken from https://voelkerrechtsblog.org/auctoritas-non-veritas-facit-legem/
To which God are we praying to change what we think it has to be changed? When we look upwards to our ruling classes and beg for change, we are legitimising a status quo that started everything… we are begging the perpetrator for pity, for a moment of lucidity, we are acting in the name of Faith… Cause we have faith that reason will hit hard those who won't see the truth… but what reason? That is based on scientific evidence! Someone would say. Yeah, the same science that have pulled us apart as a collective and give us the individual responsibility to care about everything and has also gifted us with no agency whatsoever, with no action nor decision power to change anything structural.
Let’s just say goodbye to that intention of changing the face of the earth for good and embrace our comfortable littleness!
Lyrics: A world I think I own I fail to justify I live a tiny blindfold made of shining stars A king among us we are just tired to comply A shitty messy state of Law Non Veritas It comes with a say A trick made of faith We can't even let A fella his debt Good bye! A world I think I own I fail to justify A world I think I own I fail to justify My reason is on hold emotions just came by A wise man just went dead for standing on the line A trippy smokey way of Law Non Veritas It comes with a say A trick made of faith We can't even let A fella his dead Good bye! Non Veritas!
Check! Check! Check out the New Era, the heart of the same titled EFF Album. A song announcing the end of a general collective epoch and the beginning of the vigilance of our own stupidity not the avoidance but the continuity of those things that makes us feel down but now in a conscious and also cocky self-entitled way. We are the hypocritical mirror of a society that thinks it knows it all… check it out really! We talk and criticise consumption, neoliberal society, social media, not being there for our loved ones, the pointless nature of a materialistic based society… yes boys and girls, we are heading for the same stupid paradox of trying to point out something negative while at the same time being completely immersed on it… our cars, our vacations, our fears, our iPads, our Facebook profiles, our little band as a palliative resource not to feel pointlessly bland. Our will to push our music by relating to a discourse that is so superficial it makes wanna puke…. We have become the artistic diffusers, the politically correct puppets of a dying left… but we can always say that we do it for fun and that this is how we actually think. The circumstances of our lives made us be this coward to only put up an artistic intention to have a better conscience… at the end of the day this pathetic intent won’t fade... but we will say… at least… at least, at least as a fucking mantra of self-pity…. so yes enjoy it but really hate it… as we finally hate ourselves… what a fucking bullshit we are!!! By the way below you will find the post that was intended to explain the fucking song! Life is what happens while you are busy making other plans (JL)… and plans are all those things you are supposed to be doing to supposedly have a good life… but where all these things lie and who defines what a good life should look like… those are collective definitions often imposed onto us to appear cool because trendy is a thing and we need to act on what hip is by defining us in relation of acceptance or opposition to it. And in this relation we become diffusion agents of an imposed coolness, by buying, by producing, by selling your integrity to the best bidder… but a New Era is here, make it yours!!
Lyrics: A new era is here You buy your way out of fear Holding the material space Your dreams are fading away
Check!
A new era is here Your way out of fear Holding the material space Your dreams...
Drink your thirst never fades away Eat to feel you’re part of a cliché Sleep inside of the illusion that your life begins Buying the feeling that you, that you were there
Even if you’re dead you will carry a debt for the time you miss for those who really care
PRODUCE, exactly what’s expected from you CONSUME, the money paid you will not refuse DIE, enjoy the possessions and fly BUY, can’t you hear the new era alive?
Well Mira! Now! In the opening song of our 4th Album New Era we were just thinking about what really matters instead of looking outwards for the explanation of any woo. Mira, listen and hopefully Enjoy!
Lyrics:
Mira que no te importa la vecina
Pero prefieres lo que ves
Asimilado en la tele
Mira que no te quiere ni se arrima
Y así te alejas del deber de invitarte a crecer
Siguen viniendo todos esos cuentos todos esos remedios hechos para ti
Hechos para ti
Que te digan que todo es cierto
Apaga tu fuego interno estas bien ahi
Mira!
Mira, prendi il bersaglio poi raggira
Tu credi solo a quello che gentaglia spara alla tele
Mira, sai sta morendo la vicina
Le condoglianze farai se i social media mostran che
Tutta la gente Ama, Piace o Sente
Posta una foto o un sentito R.I.P.
Ma dal cuore si
L’informazione ormai è una dannazione
È l’algoritmo che poi sceglie seIl pezzo è per te
Mira!
About Anthropocene and Fractures and Transitions. We mark the passage of time not only by a constant ticking … we signify big societal changes by identifying periods of transition, of rupture, of fundamental change. We usually are spectators in such periods not even being conscious of the fact that we are going through one, that in the future will be called an Era. Time and history contain us and not the other way around. But well... this our New Era, our FUCK you to a grandiloquent definition of what we are, of what we are supposed to be or to be doing… This our small depiction of the episodes that compose our history… Our New Era is an affirmation of creation as the only assertion of a life worth living Our New Era is stone in the sea and not as a bait but as a prolongation of our restrained spirit… a constant liberation even if sometimes it feels like a tiny cage Cause we don't want to share our timeline with the agents of an Era of Post Truths and the Idiocy of any Tyrants, small or big, from the North or the East. This New Era is a path, it is part of being constructed as Family (expressed in our first album “Welcome to Our World’) to the identification of us as creative beings, immersed also in the creations of worlds (check "Pulpo and Friends") to the recognition or our frames, limits, fears, of our own demons; "F(r)ame(s)". Musically New Era is reconciliation of the sounds of our past, as diverse as they are, with our emotional present and of an idea of a future not as a project that will change anything in some years but as a how we are gonna handle this week. And this week has been fucking hard, but here we are, supporting each other the best we can. This is New Era… it sucks… sometimes… but we define the pace...Enjoy!!!
This is the closing act of Frames. This is what is left after bouncing again and again against our self-imposed frames, a collapsing being, screaming in a desperate effort to construct a call, to acknowledge the existence of himself.
Here, Insane.
Lyrics: And It feels like a shell of pieces of her In the smoke of a loop the prison is my brain And I can t see you again It’s like I’m missing a grip
And you see me Just pretending But you know that I’m lonely And inside there is nobody Just the faces of all of them
Cause I think I’m insane No way near nowhere to escape
In the eyes of a child it’s hiding my pride In a slice of the moon my thoughts fall apart And you see this empty space Replaced with all of your fears
And you hear me making sense But you know that I’m drowning Cause inside there is nobody Just a thousand of lovers
And you see me disappear But you know I was never here And inside there is smile So stay for a little while, a little while
Cause I think I’m insane No way near nowhere to escape