Gear
1 mic
Yamaha 5 string active bas
Ibaneze Electric Guitair
Line 6 toneport
M-audio delta 10 10 lt
Emu xboard 49
Korg Micro X
Korg Electrib mx Valve
Tapco 6 chanel mixer
Influences
Most of my life and my past
Sounds Like
Chaos reflects in my mind
Memories not so kind
Still dont want to die
But i can't stop to cry
Want to change now
Don't understand how
Life keeps on standing
But i keep on stranding
About like 2 year's ago. My life felt apart. I quiet my bands. I got fired at my function as a trainee psychiatric nurse, at the Tbs clinic here in End hill. And i got kicked out of my sweet apartment. Luckily i could life with my dad, he lives in a small village near End hill called Nuenen, Nuenen is right between End hill and Hell mouth where in the middle ages the swamps where and the ghosts dwelt.
I was sitting in my room playing with my guitar's and a computer. I made some computer drums and i was jamming on them. I always did that 4 practicing because playing plain bas is boring. And i had also electric guitar. So i could write some tracks at home. Just plain metal and rock. (that was the style i really liked back then).
My daddy stooped playing the piano downstairs. I heart this because I also stopped playing to give my ears some rest. I heard him walk up the stairs, and came to my room. Slowly he opened the door and looked inside my room. I turn t my head and removed my headphones when I looked at him. He sad to me well I'm going to sleep. What are you're going to do tonight. I told him that i would finish that song and then go fore some cigarettes. He sad ok. Goodnight sleep well. I sad to hem sleep well. And heard the door close. I turn t around, and looked at my monitor. And thought by my self this could be tomorrow. I saved my files and closed windows down. I opened on of the windows and i took a fresh breath of air. In the distance I heard an owl howl. And i saw a cat walking over the street with a freshly killed mouse in his mouth. There was a clear sky and a full moon in the sky. I search t true my pockets of my trousers for my shag and my papers. In one i found the shag and in the other i found my papers. I sit down on my desk and i start rolling my smokes 4 the night. When i finish t I sneak t downstairs cause i heart my daddy sleep in his bedroom. When i entered the living room. I Graped my mp3 player from the table, and some matches. And i walked to the kitchen to the back door. When i opened the door i felt a could wind in my face. And the cat was siting in the garden
the cat greeted me with a look at his face, of well i cot that mouse, And walked inside.
The stars and the moon were beautiful that night. I made sure the door was closed because i didn't want the cat to be out all night. When i walked true the garden to the garden gate. I search t true my mp3 player. And i thought of the full moon so i thought Robbert Johnson will be perfect 4 tonight. I walked to a small car trail between Nuenen and Hell mouth. Right true the forest, and the farmland. I lighted one of the matches. And waited till the flame when t some smaller. And i lighted my smoke i looked over the fields and in my headphones i heard.
(“1)
Tell me
milk cow
what on earth is wrong with you
Hoo hoo
milk cow
what on earth is wrong with you
Now you have a little new calf
Hoo hoo and your milk is turning blue
With some wonderful sounds on the guitar, i think it is really unbelievable how that guy can play. I walked further on the little car trail. I enjoyed the wind, in the distance i saw some people walking there dog.. And i saw some bads fly true the air. In the distance i saw the forest. It was dark and scary looking. Fortunately there are no lights there so it is really dark. Alto you can see the lights of End hill and Hell mouth in the distance. Glowing as an evil glow of modern technology.
(“2)
Standing at the crossroad babe
eee eee eee, raisin sun going down
I believe to my soul now,
Poor Bob is sinking down
Shouts a voice on my mp3 player. I take a puff of my smoke and i walk further. With the story of Robbert Johnson in my head. About how he walked on a road in the middle of nowhere somewhere in the usa. Living a hard live. What it must be 4 that guy. I felt like the blues but my blues was not as blue as his blues. How he must have walked over that lonely road and his encounter with the devil where he sold his soul. When i thought of this my smoke was finish t so i craped an other one. And i search t 4 true my pockets 4 my matches. I felt my keys my phone my mp3 player. But i couldn't find the matches. Tried my other pocket. And in my jacket. I finally found them in my left pocket of my jacket. When i open t the box i
discovered i only had 7 matches left. I tried to light one but the wind blowed it out before the flame could develop. With the second the same story. En the third to. I got annoyed and i removed my headphones. And place my hands and my body very carefully so that the wind couldn't play me and other time. This time the match worked an my cigaret got lighted. I took a puff 4 my smoke and suddenly i heard a sound behind me.
I stood nailed to the ground on the crossroads between my home and Hell mouth. In the middle of nowhere. With the story of Robert Johnson in my head. And a cigaret in my mouth. And there was something behind me. All strange and weird thoughts went true my mind. I took an other puf of my cigaret and i turnt slowly around.
In the distance i saw two eyes looking to me from the mist. Around there formet a body of a great white horse. I calmed down. And i thought with my self. I would never make a pact with the devil. I will make a pact with nature. And Next day i started my Mister Nosle Project. And i recorded Frustration 0.9.
(“1) quote robert johnson – milc cow
(“2) quote rober johnson – cross roads
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The epic flow of their music is inspired by their musical background, which includes minimal Progressive Trance on the one hand but also classical and Celtic music, New Age sounds and even some Metal.
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