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Discography:
Das Werk der göttlichen Komödie von Dante Alighieri - im Orginal noch Comedia genannt - ist ein über 15.000 Verse langes Gedicht, das im 14.Jahrhundert die italienische Lyrik revolutionierte. In diesem schickte sich Alighieri - oder sein Alter Ego - auf eine Reise durch die Hölle, das Fegefeuer und schließlich auch in den Himmel. Das Augenmerk legt Alighieri hierbei allerdings nicht auf eine genaue Charakterzeichnung Dantes, sondern vielmehr auf den Dialog mit bekannten Persönlichkeiten seiner Zeit und höchst lyrischen Ortsbeschreibungen der einzelnen Stationen seiner Reise. Die unterschiedlichen Interpretationen des Themas konzentrieren sich auf eine Deutung der von Alighieri verwendeten Symbolik und deren Bedeutung in seiner Zeit. DREAMS OF SANITY hingegen beleuchten vielmehr die Frage, was jemanden dazu treiben kann, durch Himmel und Hölle zu schreiten, und welche Entwicklung ein Mensch durchläuft, nachdem er so übermenschliches geschaut hat. Diese Fragen blieben bei der göttlichen Komödie vollkommen unbeantwortet, sie stellen sich allerdings als Thematik des KOMÖDIA-Zykluses dar, als der den größten Teil des gleichnamigen Albums von DREAMS OF SANITY einnimmt ... Dominierend ist der fast durchgehend zweistimmige, melodiebetonte Gesang der Sängerinnen Sandra Schleret und Martina Hombacher, dfer durch die auffällig präzise arrangierten Gitarren unterstützt wird. Die komplex strukturierten Songs entstehen durch musikalische wie emotionale Interaktion der fünf Musiker Michael Konflach (Bass), Stefan Menges (Keyboards), Romed Astner (Schlagzeug), Andreas Wildauer (Gitarre) und dem Mastermind Christian Marx (Gitarre). "Schubladisierungen" - Ein Reizthema einer jeden Band: DREAMS OF SANITY spielen zeitgemäßen Metal. Somit ist die Musikgeschichte nicht spurlos an der Band vorübergezogen. Einflüsse sowohl aus dem klassischen Hevey Metal und Doom Metal wie auch aus dem Pop der 80er Jahre und der Instrumentalmusik der 70er Jahre sind neben starken Einflüssen aus der Klassik heraus zuhören, doch ist das Ergebnis in der Verschmelzung schlicht als Metal eines ausgehenden Jahrhunderts zu verstehen. Nachdem die Band einige Jahre im Untergrund reifen könnte, erscheint ein Jahr nach den unvergessenen Auftritten der letztjährigen Dark Winter Night Festivals mit KOMÖDIA das Debut Album der Österreicher. Das Konzept von zwei gleichwertigen Sängerinnen nebst einer fünfköpfigen Band fand sowohl in der Presse wie auch in Fachkreisen einige Beachtung und weckte auch auf der anderen Seite der Alpen die Aufmerksamkeit einiger Medien. So wurde im Herbst 1996 der KOMÖDIA-Zyklus mit dem LACRIMOSA-Preis honoriert, was in der weiteren Folge einen Vertrag bei HALL OF SERMON einbrachte. Es folgten einige Auftritte, u.a. mit LACRIMOSA, THE GATHERING und SENTENCED, sowie die Aufnahmen zu dem vorliegenden Album KOMÖDIA, das in den IMPULS STUDIOS (THERION, DARKSEED, LOVE LIKE BLOOD) abgemischt und in der Schweiz im Hause TON ART (LACRIMOSA, SPARTAK) gemastert wurde. |
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| Lyrics: Komödia Part I - The Beginning I was down and I found no need to live Walked around with the moonlight guiding me Met a man who was sitting by a tree Went to him and asked him: "Won't you help me please!" So the man looked up and stared at me His eyes bore wisdom and relief His lips didn't move as I heard him speak What I heard I felt in me - "You're doomed eternally!" Ref.: "If you want to lift this curse of yours, Leave your home and walk the distant woods, See (the) Inferno and the Paradise, See the beast and god with your own eyes." "Where to go and whom to ask", I screamed - Wrung my hands in hate and agony - "I'm alone no one's here to follow me! I'm scared and lonely - and I'm doomed eternally!" But the man just looked away and smiled As he slowly faded before my eyes, Left alone but with an aim to live Went the moon to follow as a guide to my release. Beatrice (instrumental) Part II - The Dream The evening As the night fell down across the land, a man comes to his house. A lonely house for no one waits - no children cry, no children's cries. He takes off his clothes and goes to bed, his mind's so numb - his mind's so dumb. As he sloses his eyes he wishes to die (to) die in his peaceful sleep - in his sleep. The dream The fugutive: Embedded in a velvet heart of jasmine roses in the dark. The light of sunrise kissing minds to wake the sleeper in the night. 'Wake up you (- you) dazzled troll - for you enface a bleeding hour, where all your sins in pain will leave the veils of mind to set you free.' The birth of a king: I dropped my mask on to the ground of deserted wasteness in the sand. But where it fell a flower bloomed she smiled at me - we were alone. But as the spring to summer fell of april's healing, blessing rain, the desert round me gave its life to plenty colors full of light. So where i went the flowers bloomed, the birds they sang a lovely tune. the children looked and smiled at me ' This man was born a king to be' The virgings with their herbal spice, they kissed my face to say goodnight. The holy mother bowed her head mumbling: 'Do not forget this could be life and not a dream' The return: The mother raised the dagger high, and blessed by the wells in her eyes, I opened my chest to heart my lies to accept the judgement of her knife. The morning And so the lonely man with no will to stay wakes up in the morning. Hi mind is gray the fog will stay forever in his head. He puts on his clothes, he tries to forget his boring life - his boring life. He can't remember the dream he just had - no one will remember his life! Part III - The Meeting
Part IV - The Ending Walking through the unknown woods The angels fell asleep (that night) But my steps were firm and strong (As they were) in the light of day. I held my eyes straight in the dark To scare the beasts that cross my way There'll never be a widing road That stops my quest and ends my prayers. Ref.: I know until the judgement day When all the seas gone dry There will never be another one Who's lonelier than I. I saw (the) inferno and (the) paradise I saw the beast and heard its lies I heard the sirens sing their songs I still don't know my way. I wandered as I always did A sphere of darkness followed me As I saw a clearing light That marked the end of all (my journeys). Ref. And as I entered the place of light A bird appeared before my eyes And it twittered brightly into my ear "Your aim is death, your grave stands here!" So I lie down in the grass Relax my arms my feet my heart The burdens of my quest are gone Now I know where I belong! Now I know my way! The Prophet (The old man's Komödia) I would never think of me as a hero A bringer of wisdom of hope and of peace I never could think of me in a vortex of hope of future and vitality. I can spread my thoughts to flood the room Embracing and webbing the people reborn. The love they are feeling I never can taste; The sadness the hatered remains my own. So many souls - they long to be saved, Somne beasts, some sinners, some lost in their fate. For all to rescue my lifespan's too short, Refuse all the evil - divine all the gods? Ref.: I never asked for a higher believing I never questioned the way I was born I never wanted to walk among angels I never wanted to be so alone. Bridge: Alone with my powers - alone in my mind (The) holder of darkness - the bringer of light. This melancholy circle of giving - not taking Can not be endured by me. I'm here to flare a sign To guide the lost on to their fate. Like I (once) sent Dante his story to take. But no one holds that candle for me. So as the years of helping and bleeding Had passed away my will to live. I returned to the sea of my time and my being, I melted into (the) waves as it was my will. Treesitter Rettiseert was sitting behind his desperation's wall Rettiseert was crying for his long lost home - so long ago. The air so cool - so pretty The sunny spells so warm. Of springtime - summer - fall - The winterair's so cool - them stars so near - her eyes were there. Ref.: Trees were my fate and trees were my home Trees in the morning sun of winter tears so long ago. He used to sit on trees and watch the sun - sun go by. The stars had looked at him as if her eyes were there, love everywhere. Just another night and he was on - on his tree His lady came to him and said: "Live your life - without my love - without the stars" Rettiseert so lonely went home and built a wall. Brick for brick behind a door that closed his mind (his mind) his sight (his sight) Rettiseert's now sitting to wait for him to die. And as the final hour struck he smiled and said" "Goodbye my love, bye - bye my love" Blade of Doom A flashing blade of ancient times my hands were clenched around its heel an evil wizard's spell would leed my life to bitter endless nights For as it was cursed to drink the blood of any human living thing for once a day or even more - or it would slay the keeper dead So I was bound to keep clear of those I loved for I could never know when the blade returns to life and guide my hands to harm a friend The last words I tell to warn you now sre not to touch the blade so it can never drown the blood from any living man Ref.: The fights were many that I won but never did I know Whom my way might cross again and whom I'll lose by sword |
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