I have a love-hate relationship with art in general. Because very often artists lack self-humor and too often suffer from a Napoleonic Complex. They look upon themselves from such heights and perceive their work to be of unmatched grandiosity. Look and reflect on your favorite artists and/or bands – how much they seek the approval and passionate love from their audiences, to the point it becomes hilariously odious. Groupies and more groupies, men and women alike, and collectors who worship their guru artists as if they were living gods… Today, at the front door of the new year, I feel so detached from all this glamour.
My point of reference is: in this time and age, we have to expand the limits of what art is and how we as individuals and as a culture perceive a certain work of art.
This LP is titled accordingly, and symbolizes a vision according to which art has an end or rather art might end at some point. Metaphorically, I feel as if artists are not as important a persona as they are often perceived and/or vision themselves to be. Unfortunately, unlike human touch, art cannot comfort one on his or her deathbed. Art is a remarkable transitional object, but it’s no substitute for so many things and experiences. Artistic creations become obsolete, they weary off with time, lose their initial relevance, become inanimate, inorganic and abiotic. This is why, although some would call me an artist (a title I don’t seek nor need in my age) – I look upon art in general and my creative adventures in particular with a lightweight tone…
Point is back with warm sounds for cold days! Stronger than never before, Point made a brilliant development into sophisticated sounds while he never forgets his roots in deep spaces and smart melodies.
This EP is a fantastic piece of music for good moments in your life.
“In This Morbid Dream, I Had A Direct Encounter With A Slow Motion Dissolution Into Nonexistence”
On that unforgettable night, I had slept maniacally and dreamed that I am no longer myself; I was dying slowly, slowly, like winter’s lazy snowflakes. In that morbid dream, I had encountered a slow motion dissolution into irreversible nonexistence. It was the most frightening experience I’ve ever had. To lose yourself is finite. We conduct our lives in the same way we manage our loves – dysfunctionally – thinking it’s everlasting and will never change or come to an end. But, like a fly in the ointment, it will sooner or later pass out, pass away, dissolve little by little or swiftly… And guess what? We can’t choose! So, like a broken VHS cassette which no longer functions properly but still works in slow motion mode, we eventually fall into the void of naught … I will never forget how my whole life had been shown to me like in some kind of a cheap Flickr slideshow effect. I had seen my failures and triumphs with clogged tears in my eyes, not only because of the nostalgia they had unsurprisingly awoken in me, but also because they had had exactly the same specific gravity. Then, it has occurred to me that life is a cold neutral mechanism, in which no event has no more or less value than the other. And by the end of it, be it bitter or bittersweet, nothing of the last remaining relics of my once unfathomable gang of friends shall survive. All will perish, all will wash away with the timeless winter rain.
“Volume 3″ discusses the inner revolution through the moments when our journey meets conflict, our own or someone else’s, individual or collective and the truth behind it. Numbers and observations meet again in this volume to review, discuss and debate.
The artwork, designed Solange Dalannais shows us a simple pencil drawing done in real time during a dance class. The incomplete capture of moving bodies suggests that fragile but deep part of our human condition that seeks liberation and self- transformation.
02-Orevuar Big Brother(3:24)
03-Living Like An Animal(2:00)
05-Едоки Собачьих Хвостов(4:48)
07-Завтра Будет Конец Света(2:12)
10-Рупор Свободы Блевал Нас Вон(2:24)
12-Так Себе Человек(1:52)
13-Ты Говоришь, Что Я Говно(3:28)
“Vol. 2 “explores the issue of innocence and the gradual loss of it, passing through curiosity, discovery, early disappointments, loneliness, fear and forgiveness.
The artwork designed by Solange Dalannais describes the moment when a young girl is caught discovering music fiddling one of those antique furniture-sound systems that once were in the living rooms and generally, children were not allowed to mess with.
This album was originally released independently via bandcamp, in April 2014.
In ” Drones, Impros & Scapes Vol 1″ the issue is the discrimination and the injustice produced by it, not only as society but as specie when the man kind feels superior to other life forms that cohabit this world.
The artwork is a monotype by Solange Dalannais that shows an abstract porcupine with apparent zoochosis symptoms, animal disease caused by captivity, easily seen in any zoo.
This album was originally released independently via bandcamp, in February 2014.