Thursday, 11 August 2011

VAST - April [2007]

As the summer reaches its maximal sunshining and hottness limits, I wouldn’t be myself if I gave up on lovely, lazy records and so images of peaceful countryside changing by the train-window reminded me of great VAST (Visual Audio Sensory Theater) that found me in August 2010.

This horribly unappreciated American band committed a couple of really good rock albums – mixing industrial and folk influences with good old rock&roll and acoustic beauty. I could easily write an ode to Nude or self-titled Visual Audio Sensory Theater, but let me take a more interesting in its diversity road, and lead you to the April.

Our trip begins on a lonely street in the middle of night. Suddenly a girl offers to pick you up, one leads to another and out of nothing you find yourself “lost inside and urban maze”. But the poor girl’s devotion can’t change the fact that your lips must say You’re Too Young for me. What’s left then? take a guitar and play it slowly to at least give her a touching farewell.

Yet it seems she stuck in your heart, but know you sing in some club. Quite a success achieved, there is a cute violinist, a drummer and another guitarist that helps you out. But nothing can change the fact that you keep wondering: did she ever needed Dedicate (A Place For Me)?

At last you found a peace of mind and understood that Everything Passing By is not coming back... You experience new love and in angelic mood change the guitar for piano. Ah, right, you didn’t lost the band, the extra guitar, violin and drummer still support you. Oh, yes, you’re happy and like poor Faust cry ‘let me stay here forever’.

You felt so confident, that now dare to say Sunday I’ll Be Gone! Your love’s disability to make a decision makes you confused – be closer than the stars or go away on Sunday? Well, you ask her in shrinking voice and nervous drummer binds on one rhythm and guitar climbs up the notes...

Ok, a couple of drinks and you’re a reagge rocker – do you remember how that saxophonist got after you? oh, and a new bassman? wow, you say, it’s all because I’m a Frog, a now I’m a song. Oh, psychedello small bridge? Yeah, we lost the troops.

But after the great high fun must come a melancholic hangover. Once again you sit at the piano and with loveliest, lowest voice you apologize lost lover. The violinist forgave you from the first notes and makes sweet, encouraging eyes to your beloved. Oh my love, gotta say I did as well, now I’d also give everything just for One More Day with you...

Yet your girl is a badass. So, she betrays her new guy for you and once you showed her A Tatoo of Your(her) Name across your soul and gave her a lovely rock&roll, she wants you to get rid of him (he’s a beater)... Too bad that it gets you straight to court and as she claims you’re crazy you claim ‘I’m gonna get this thing removed when I can’. Nothing helps, you scream as you get your 100,000years and r&r gets really mad.

So, imprisoned you become friends with half-african half-latino dude and seduce guard-girls with your cute ‘Is It Me you’re looking for?’ and rumba rhythms. Of course you managed to smuggle violinist.
One got you out of jail, but in your pride you discover that you feel like ‘I’m Too Good’ so together with your mates reaggeing wonder and decide you to break the ties.

Foolish man. You had no idea she was a witch. Sitting in the corner of your room, the guitar seems to be your only armour as you whisper scared to death ‘She Visits Me when I’m asleep’. But your friend violinist once again saves you, taking her big friend cellist and giving the armour triple power.

Seems it’s all fine now! The big cellist stays, supported by that cool bassist and your soul makes a big talk how ‘I Am A Vampire! (...) I’m a wolfman! (...) I’m a mummy!’ Nice to hear you’re doing so well, ex and future criminal!:P

Finally, you found someone perfect, calmed down and ready to settle down, MAN! you BEG her in ethereal voice Take Me With You! yet not too much pressure, you’re calm and she’s a hell of a guitarist. I bet she smiles at that final drum. Yes, she takes you.

The trip’s finished but the wheels still seem to go round. So play again, or get Nude!

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