Something happened in my brain at that moment. The music was fantastic, I thought, while I was totally abhorred by the senseless screaming. Why does someone want to share his deepest feelings, as I suppose that when communicating like this must be, like this? They must be extremely deep, sad, horrid and heartfelt? And I can't relate to them this way in any way. That was my thought, instantly.
I can't help thinking the following. When I was a very young child and once or twice as an adolescent, I remember getting into a tantrum it was impossible to get out of. Crying so hard and long that suffocation was closer than relief. This is what I'm reminded of listening to the singing/screaming, a memory I can do without. There are far better ways to deal with deep frustration and anger.
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Music is strange sometimes, just like life itself. In a way I'm so impressed by Fyra that I wanted to write about it anyway. But man, what a horrendous way of singing. My vocal chords are bleeding by proxy and so are my eardrums.
Wout de Natris
You can listen to and buy Fyra here:
https://suffocateforfucksake.bandcamp.com/album/fyra
or listen to our Spotify Playlist to find out what we are writing about:
https://open.spotify.com/user/glazu53/playlist/6R9FgPd2btrMuMaIrYeCh6?si=KI6LzLaAS5K-wsez5oSO2g
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