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THE BEAUTIFUL SCHIZOPHONIC - Erotikon

Format: CD Label & Cat.Number: Cronica 044 Release Year: 2009 Note: the amazing "romantic" / emotional drone project of JORGE MANTAS; special guests include YUI ONODERA in these recordings, and a sample of "Au Claire de la Lune" the first ever recording of a human voice Price (incl. 19% VAT): €15.00 Warning: Currently we do not have this album in stock! More Info "Of memories and songs: Sometimes the laptop is a vault of memories. It’s loaded with many sound fragments from our wireless imaginary past. You open it and by chance you pick up an old sound. And you just don’t know why. A melody, a voice or the gentle noise of your footsteps on a solitary ground, every sound is like an unknown spectre glittering from the bottom of the hard-disk. A field recording of a dream. And yet, you feel like you’re listening to it for the very first time and its illusive flow provokes a deep emotional reaction on you. Suddenly everything makes sense; your auditory life comes alive in an unexpected way. Nothing ever felt so intense. So close. You turn into this body of speed and sound. The time and space around you dissolves as you slowly start to build the piece from there. Adding new points of impact in each listener’s unique inner vision. Creating this kind of happy accidents is what makes composition basically an improvisation process. And the wide screened new phantom song will grow beautifully in your ears. Some years from now, you will casually find this song in your laptop. You will listen to it again. For the first time. Triggering new thrills on you, becoming an everlasting new song. For now, it’s only a future nostalgia created to be forgotten until the right time comes. .../... The sentimental destiny in music or, in search for the acoustic truth of the heart. The Beautiful Schizophonic is romantic drone music for modern loners. I dream of dead poets and supermodels, fancy software and scenic drives, Paris or Los Angeles on a late night flight, maybe a PowerBook in a Louis Vuitton bag with a picture of you on the seventeen inches wide screen, I dream of glossy drones and dark eyeliners, long legs and bright sounds, fake breasts and uptight asses, I feel like the speed of your heart when you’re so full of grace, I feel like the light in your smile, the slip of the tongue, I float an inch from the sky to the point of you, I’m out of my eyes with a ballad, washing with kindly tears, I cherish the acoustics of your invisible caress, I undress you in poetry, I read your body, soul of doll, I taste your body of sound with the acoustic memory of love, your flesh in stereo, drunken with loud cells on the rocks, resonance of an old soul with metasynth delay, oh you’re so cute when you loop my heart, you are a beautiful loop in my heart, a phantom voice in high heels, you you so you, baby blue eyes drinking champagne underwater, kissing my heart shaped ears, you look beautiful when you dream, you are all the night gave me in return, you whisper in sweetness the distant melody of the stars, suggesting but truth to my divining, I’m just this superficial guy though, plain and superficial, like your skin when you striptease me, when you fuck me like a virgin, I’m a dirty romantic, too sexy for myself, more a loner than a wolf, more a bleeder than a bruiser, night cruiser with a faded touch of love, chasing in dreams the heart of it all, in dreams, in dreams, like when we walk together, hand in hand, like two strangers, and then your pony tail, pink pony, the ten thousand ponies of your pyjama running every night after me, and then the sound, the almighty sound, the greatest sound of all, the sound of you kissing the snow with dark blue lips. I dream you are a song. Love Forevermore." [full press release] www.cronicaelectronica.org "Would you fall in love with a sound? Jorge Mantas, der sich THE BEAUTIFUL SCHIZOPHONIC nennt, verehrt die Frauen, am meisten die Unerreichbaren - Supermodels, Marmorschönheiten auf Gräbern, Ikonen der begehrenden Phantasie. Erotikon (Crónica 044) kreist fetischistisch um die Accessoires seiner Geliebten: ‚Furla‘-Handtaschen, ‚Blumarine‘- Kreationen aus Chiffon, der Duft von ‚Musgo‘, ‚Fornarina‘-High- Heels. Mantas gibt den Objekten seiner Begierde exotische Namen wie ‚Aysha‘ und Kosenamen wie ‚Bambilány‘. Oder er schwärmt von einstigen Musen, ‚Aliénor d‘Aquitane‘, die Königin der Troubadoure, und Goyas La duquesa de ‚Alba‘ (oder meint er doch den Dark Angel, die Invisible Woman Jessica Alba?). Es sind Frauen, denen man nur im Traum begegnet - in dreams... the ten thousand ponies of your pyjama running every night after me, and then the sound, the almighty sound, the greatest sound of all, the sound of you kissing the snow with dark blue lips. In dream you are a song. Mantas schöne nocturneske Schizophonie schwingt summend von Melancholie zu Nekrophilie. Nur stumm und kalt wie Marmor und Schnee sind die Geliebten makellos. Sobald eine der Postkartenbeauties den Mund öffnet - und 1860 ‚Au Claire de la lune‘ singt - klingt es wie ein Schwarm von Aasfliegen (ein Effekt wie bei Poes M. Valdemar). Wenn sie zum Telefon greifen (bei ‚Fornarina‘), werden sie zu quäkenden Plagen. Schön sind sie als Bild und Gefühl. Es ist ihre Unerreichbarkeit, die den Dröhnwellen und Schwebklängen die gefühlsechte Innigkeit verleiht." [Bad Alchemy]