Once upon a time there was a young woman who had been withering on my couch for weeks, depressed by an impossible love story. She began improvising lyrics to one of my songs, "Mind". Those lyrics suggested that she was in a parallel state, as if she had lost her hold on reality.
Director (and fellow musician) Sébastien Chenut discovered this EP that inspired a visual counterpart and evolved into a sensitive and soulful journey.
Suffering, suffering, what do you bring me? What's your real name? Who pulls the strings of the village idiot, the disarticulate?
The magician of the spheres, master of music, who dracules and invests him. Carry it. Master of self as well as of the universe?
Red strings like blood, waves, vibrations in resonances, and the puppet stirs, in jolts!
And eternity in all this ... The fight is fought, fate is fulfilled. The symphony can rise.
Director (and fellow musician) Sébastien Chenut discovered this EP that inspired a visual counterpart and evolved into a sensitive and soulful journey.
Suffering, suffering, what do you bring me? What's your real name? Who pulls the strings of the village idiot, the disarticulate?
The magician of the spheres, master of music, who dracules and invests him. Carry it. Master of self as well as of the universe?
Red strings like blood, waves, vibrations in resonances, and the puppet stirs, in jolts!
And eternity in all this ... The fight is fought, fate is fulfilled. The symphony can rise.
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