Sunday, October 16, 2011

About Dryad Anthousai






Dryad Anthousai – 3rd studio Album - release date 16/06/10

Dryads are elementals of the trees and Anthousai are elementals from the flowers. An album slightly more sophisticated than the previous other two, this one is literally, more ‘elemental’ and ethereal. Three songs have no lyrics. Language eventually can be a communication and ‘channelling’ barrier hence the gradual attempt of eliminating it here. The communication builds up to a more abstract level and layers of psychism are unveiled.



Songs

Ex Pax Orbis

Peace, in holy chants, has no religion, as it belongs to them all. Latin is exquisite and although might have its Roman references, it’s also a very spiritual language (due to its symbolism carried on through the centuries) and delicious to sing to. Dead languages such as Latin and Sanskrit have this special exotic and unworldly flavour to them, like literally, reaching a higher realm.


Petal Heart

A whisper that says goodbye, a melancholy beyond nostalgia and memories. While I was doing the sountrack for the short film Gardenia Perfume, all flowers were inspiring more than ever. Then this song simply popped out – and I believe is one of the best songs I have ever done.


Cassiopeia­­

The Sea is one of my favourite places where I can always lose myself. My mind, thoughts, being, breath, consciousness. Unconscious. Speak abstractly, as the Sea always does to me, and I’ll sing it back in return, on a monologue hypnotic song.


Diamond Nebula

Gaia sprichts microcosm und macrocosm – all diamonds are nebulas and vice-versa. Inspired by the vinyl scratches as an alternative source of abstract white noise, space expands and the concept of universe and stellar bodies are connected to earthly crystals.


Memories from the Akasha

The oldest civilization known and proven to us is Sumeria with the Babylonians; inspired purely by history these verses were put together. And inspired by the idea that an old memory surrounds our planet until today, the akasha comes in throughout the song. The Akasha is the memory register of all records from the world. As a stones draughtsman, I have always been fascinated with this “akashic” concept, as I believe stones are strong carriers of it.


Dragonfly Lullaby

The wickedness of this magical insect that is commonly (and understandably) mistaken with fairies, and of the many reasons for this are its shape and magnificent surreal iridescent colours.

Dragonflies are creatures of the wind and water, ruling changes and the deep emotions in the subconscious. As an animal totem, it is related to illusions and dreams.


Gaea Deimos

The forest is not ours. It never was and it will never be. What we have taken from others will be taken back from us. Gaea is Pan. Deimos also. Any elementals and nature entities will have more rights to all nature’s concerns than we ever did. Ying and Yang from the core, create and ruling all, their signature is in everywhere that lives.


Unspoken

The unspoken, the unheard. The misunderstood, the ignored. Note by note, step by step, I stretch my vowels and vows to try to say what I normally wouldn’t. The unspeakable must be pronounced; even if it’s merely sung instead. A soul’s last lament, worthy of a judgment day, on an unison chant – hear me, and understand me, as I finally speak.


Emerald Naiads

As the green waters flow, a melody can be heard within. They seem to be sirens. Or mermaids. Or nereids. Wait. They say their name. Naiads. One of the many guardians of the waters from this planet. The water becomes more and more green, an emerald tone, as their song vibrates stronger, through the river.


Nymphaeaceae

This is the scientific name of the water lilies plant family. Those are my second favourite flower. Dahlias are the third. I guess I don't need to say which ones are the first... Fascinated with the archetype of Ophelia and all the endless elementals from rivers, ponds and lakes words float above the water to complement this melody. From deep muddy waters… a flower rises to the surface.


Clepsydra Orchid

White noise was never easy to classify as music, nevertheless abstract varied sounds that one can mix with it. An unrecognizable machine that measures time and space, flows in different aspects and realities known to me; it ticks and tacks, as I try to communicate with it, somehow.

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