Tuesday, November 29, 2011

"Path To Oblivion" PROMO


Silent Kingdom is preparing the release party of their upcoming album "Path To Oblivion" which will be held at the AG Club in Sarajevo on December the 3rd. It's been 2 years since their last concert. Really looking forward to this one.






Tracklist: 

01. Under your might (instrumental)
02. From dust
03. Above the bed of stones
04. Drown them back to sleep
05. Path to oblivion
06. Straight into sun
07. Old ones (instrumental)
08. All hails to our soil
09. The world beyond
10. What lies below
11. The knell (instrumental)

They also have some really cool guests on this album.
Morean (Dark Fortress, Noneuclid) -
vocals on "Drown them back to sleep"

Petr Blackie Hosek
(great guitarist and founder of kult Czech BM legends ROOT) -
written and recorded instrumental track "The Knell"

Pavel Jeřábek (fast as hell guitarist of Czech progressive metal band Edain) -solo on "Drown them back to sleep"

Emir Saracevic - back vocals on "Path To Oblivion"

SILENT KINGDOM - Path to Oblivion by Zero Budget Productions

Monday, November 28, 2011

Got to bring myself back from the dead!


Narcissistic Cannibal
(Korn feat. Skrillex & Kill The Noise)

Don't wanna be sly and defile you
Desecrate my mind and rely on you
I just wanna break this crown
But it's hard when I'm so run down

And you're so cynical, Narcissistic Cannibal
Got to bring myself back from the dead

Sometimes, I hate, the life, I made
Everything's wrong every time
Pushing on I can't escape
Everything that comes my way
Is haunting me taking its sweet time


Holding on I'm lost in a haze
Fighting life to the end of my days

Don't wanna be rude but I have to
Nothing's good about the hell you put me through
I just need to look around
See that life that has come unbound

And you're so cynical, Narcissistic Cannibal
Got to bring myself back from the dead

Sometimes, I hate, the life I made
Everything's wrong every time
Pushing on I can't escape
Everything that comes my way
Is haunting me taking its sweet time


Sometimes, I hate, the life I made
Everything's wrong every time
Pushing on I can't escape
Everything that comes my way
Is haunting me taking its sweet time


Holding on I'm lost in a haze
Fighting life to the end of my days

Holding on I'm lost in a haze
Fighting life to the end of my days 

 


Sunday, November 20, 2011

I am terrified by this dark thing that sleeps in me


 

Elm

I know the bottom, she says. I know it with my great tap root;
It is what you fear.
I do not fear it: I have been there.

Is it the sea you hear in me,
Its dissatisfactions?
Or the voice of nothing, that was you madness?

Love is a shadow.
How you lie and cry after it.
Listen: these are its hooves: it has gone off, like a horse.

All night I shall gallup thus, impetuously,
Till your head is a stone, your pillow a little turf,
Echoing, echoing.

Or shall I bring you the sound of poisons?
This is rain now, the big hush.
And this is the fruit of it: tin white, like arsenic.

I have suffered the atrocity of sunsets.
Scorched to the root
My red filaments burn and stand,a hand of wires.

Now I break up in pieces that fly about like clubs.
A wind of such violence
Will tolerate no bystanding: I must shriek.

The moon, also, is merciless: she would drag me
Cruelly, being barren.
Her radience scathes me. Or perhaps I have caught her.

I let her go. I let her go
Diminshed and flat, as after radical surgery.
How your bad dreams possess and endow me.

I am inhabited by a cry.
Nightly it flaps out
Looking, with its hooks, for something to love.

I am terrified by this dark thing
That sleeps in me;
All day I feel its soft, feathery turnings, its malignity.

Clouds pass and disperse.
Are those the faces of love, those pale irretrevables?
Is it for such I agitate my heart?

I am incapable of more knowledge.
What is this, this face
So murderous in its strangle of branches?--

Its snaky acids kiss.
It petrifies the will. These are the isolate, slow faults
That kill, that kill, that kill.
 
(Sylvia Plath)
 
 

Friday, November 18, 2011

Caffeine post


Just enjoying my morning coffee...


 and decided to  share this simple coffee wisdom with you...


You may call this a random caffeine induced post by a coffee addict.


Friday, November 4, 2011

Old furniture...in my room


I just simply love old furniture. Especially my old, old office desk.







Thursday, November 3, 2011

The Good News


Sabina shared this news with me. Anne Rice is writing a new book! Theme: Werewolves!  After all those shitty vampire and werewolf books we've been exposed to these past couple of years (cast exceptions), this is indeed a good news. Can't wait!


The Wolf Gift
Anne Rice
February 14, 2012

 

Ok, kids, listen up…before vampires were pretty and danced in the daylight while having babies with human girlfriends Anne Rice made them extremely cool. They were ruthless, cunning, ONLY came out at night and were blatantly egotistical. (Please, I beg of you, read her books. Her 1976 book – Interview With a Vampire will show you the way things are supposed to be in the vampire world.)
(taken from Blurppy... I couldn't agree more with this statement


Anne Rice
The time is the present.

The place, the rugged coast of northern California. A bluff high above the Pacific. A grand mansion full of beauty and tantalizing history set against a towering redwood forest.

A young reporter on assignment from the San Francisco Observer. . . an older woman, welcoming him into her magnificent, historic family home that he has been sent to write about and that she must sell with some urgency . . . A chance encounter between two unlikely people . . . an idyllic night—shattered by horrific unimaginable violence. . .The young man inexplicably attacked—bitten—by a beast he cannot see in the rural darkness . . . A violent episode that sets in motion a terrifying yet seductive transformation as the young man, caught between ecstasy and horror, between embracing who he is evolving into and fearing who—what—he will become, soon experiences the thrill of the wolf gift.

As he resists the paradoxical pleasure and enthrallment of his wolfen savagery and delights in the power and (surprising) capacity for good, he is caught up in a strange and dangerous rescue and is desperately hunted as “the Man Wolf,” by authorities, the media and scientists (evidence of DNA threaten to reveal his dual existence). . . As a new and profound love enfolds him, questions emerge that propel him deeper into his mysterious new world: questions of why and how he has been given this gift; of its true nature and the curious but satisfying pull towards goodness; of the profound realization that there are others like him who may be watching—guardian creatures who have existed throughout time and may possess ancient secrets and alchemical knowledge and throughout it all, the search for salvation for a soul tormented by a new realm of temptations, and the fraught, exhilarating journey, still to come, of being and becoming, fully, both wolf and man.
(Random House)



 

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Hallow's Eve


... On a bed of autumn leaves
Into her eyes and quite surprised
I whispered don't you leave

Sing macabre songs and we'll dance til dawn on all...


 Oh, it was fun but lasted short!

Me (as Sarah - The Crow 2) & my crew


Vila & Vedo (Scream Killer)
Sabina & me

Vedo, Nina (Redhead) & Sabina
Our lovely ladies with Zee Bag People