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ANATHEMA - "WE'RE HERE BECAUSE WE'RE HERE" by George Georgiou (song292@yahoo.gr)
"Life is not the opposite of death-death is the opposite of birth-life is eternal". The journey of a young man constantly staring at his inner world while he is leaving pieces of him behind, can find a lighthouse of peace in this phrase: stillness, calmness and light at last. Anathema have a new album after seven years and they kept digging inside them while being away. Their new, most awaited and furiously discussed piece of art keeps moving into a gentle melancholic clearing of post progressive melodic rock. Their familiar emotional blow carries the spirit of a man drowning in the waves of love, willing to leave behind the head and embrace the sentiment. This last music field is in fact the flame of love at its high when it becomes extremely smug and egoistic to question, to be afraid, to stare with suspicion against the history of love through the centuries. This recent, brave, strong light filling the rooms of the album is also interpretted with gentle shyness from a person whose aristocratical view indicates that has been hurt, has bled and paid the price. In soundscapes of new acceptances and returns to emotional starting points, in lighthouses of support like being in a family, music spreads this bright material with a healing melancholy without never in fact closing the circle. Like the traveller that sooner or later will find the door closed against his face, Anathema celebrate with bittersweet drinks.And if you allow me a couple of them, I would willingly order "A simple mistake" and "Universal" over and over again until I'm drunk of their misty skill...
"Over The Rainbow" - Live In Larissa Friday 11th of June 2009
We often face a weird misty meeting with the ghosts that move between us, leaning shadows of a legendary past carrying the etiquette of an age gone by. The gentle isolated Medieval Knight in love, former tough Man-In-Black for years, gave to his son the blessing of his electric guitar, the gift of a glorious name and a company of veterans ex-Rainbow members to conquer the world once again.Watching "Over The Rainbow" playing at my hometown -where only a few bands from abroad have ever played- was for me, a typical 80's Rainbow kid growing up with their music, almost an eerie experience. The brave set list, opening their performance with epic "Tarot woman" was on the other side the strongest conclusion of that night: so many unique and important songs could drive even a bunch of typical employees to kiss golden eternity. In fact, there were many more than this in front of our eyes but the weight of the songs was floating above everything. Rainbow had raced a journey playing finally almost everything and shaping in the end parts of the general culture in the heavy sound: from classical hard rock to epic and power metal and finally to delicious pieces of cake from commercial hard pop music and all of them always first class, they had always been the perfect alibi for those who loved attractive music and quality hard rock at the same time...Joe Lynn Turner, moving between the image of his past and today's beer belly and lifting face, had the most difficult mission of all. He had to suffer with the limitless difficulties of Dio's songs and also some Bonnet's great moments but tragically had also to fight against his former self in hard pop anthems like "Street of dreams", "Can't let you go" and "I surrender"... Sometimes he was pretty good, but in parts like legendary "Stargazer" or epic "Eyes of the world" (in fact the best Dio song that Ronnie never sang...) he was hardly and slyly beaten by time...Before playing "Man on the silver mountain" they looked to the sky and raised their hands saying goodbye for the loss of a very good and special ex-Rainbow friend and everybody thought with a secret chill how it would be to watch Rainbow with Ronnie holding the microphone again...After one and a half hour of solid sound and hard rock history lessons there were no hard feelings left...Only sympathy and nostalgia drying in a hot greek summer night...
THE NATIONAL - "HIGH VIOLET" by George Georgiou (song292@yahoo.gr)
Five grey Brooklyn suits keep moving to wider audiences through songs that praise the naked reality of a sad person. The National have built their serious fame with the traditional climbing up the hill through great albums and numerous performances. "High Violet", number five album in line, somehow sounds like a dirty bag with wounded diamonds. The soul of barytone leader Matt Berninger stands somewhere between Stuart Staples and Paul Banks, breaths in joydivisionish anthems or bunnymen cakes to translate hopeless meanings of daily acts. The smell of ugly rain in the city could be the carpet for Matt's storytelling as a sufficient selfsarcasm parades in sketches of New York. Urban scenes of inner acceptance of failure, the poverty of reasons to be and feel a meaning for this, a false importance in acts of despair, the fear of being a parent, the stream of nothing... Five grey Brooklyn suits with the smell of smoke and alcohol have found numerous reasons to attract the restless souls of winter and help them share their emptiness. They always keep sounding indispensable to people who can't fall asleep without a little help...
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