Some doom and glom can be allright. In the right doses. And the right style.

And Ordo Rosarius Equilibrio have that style. In swathes.

Today, I want to push you to listen to their release “Songs 4 Hate & Devotion (For All Of You, Who Mean Nothing To Me)”. I know, it’s hard to get. But it’s worth the hunt.

They play Apocalyptic Folk, a very moody blend of NeoFolk, slightly experimental Electronica and sexually as well as politically/socio-culturally filled lyrical themes. (“In Heaven, Only Abstinence Remains”, “Long Knives and Little Men”, “If Christ Is The Answer Then What Is The Question?”)

They weave wonderfully dark and deep tapestries of sound and thought. And in this album it’s… As if Death In June took “Of Runes and Men” and “Rose Clouds of Holocaust” and made an antire album following the footsteps of those two songs.

This is modern, modern-sounding!, music for candlelight, wine, whiskey, intimate erotic moments and gazing at the stars.

This is music you can think to. Think with. Think about. It can make you open your mind and examine those thoughts you don’t want to think about for too long most of the time. But sometimes, sometimes it can be cathartic to let thoughts of apocalypse and dystopia wash over you. Like the Bene Gesserit litany against fear says. Sometimes you need to let fear wash over you, to defeat it and crown yourself as the emperor of you own being again.

“A World Not So Beautiful [a Song 4 the Emperor]” (A hauntingly beautiful song, and so frighteningly… Frightening right now.)

London is burning, ignited with love
Misunderstandings, descend from above
Paris has fallen; the flag has been raised
A nation in ruins, once pompous and great
Brothers are fighting, in pleasure and pain
There is no refuge, in the ladies of Spain
Brussels is drowning; the flood has commenced
The secrets of Europe, are waking again
Berlin is falling; it has been besieged
Europe is burning, for you and for me
Rome is collapsing, just like before
This is the future, it’s Europe at war

Let me take your little hand, let me make you understand
That the world is not as beautiful and free, like you believe

Belgrade is bleeding; the past was retrieved
Prague under siege, in tears we concede
The uproars in Munich, in crystals they march
Amsterdam trembles; there’s no light in the dark
Brothers are fighting, in pleasure and pain
There is no refuge, in the ladies of Spain
Vienna has perished, consumed by its past
Zurich is ruined; the gold did not last
Berlin is falling; it has been besieged
Europe is burning, for you and for me
Rome is collapsing, just like before
This is the future, it’s Europe at war

This is also music to which you can shut off your conscious thoughts and simply let the mood and texture and beat lead you towards those slightly obfuscated areas in your mind. Those thoughts that push you towards your darker urges and desires. And with the right person, this album can take you both there. Enjoying yourself all the way towards the end. Sharply smiling, heading towards mutual satisfaction outside of common norms.

“Lucifer in Love” (Dark, twisted, yet honest love and romance.)

My body is cleansed with flowers and wine
Bodies of passion in linen entwined
Your body undressed and stockings reveal
You’re naked and longing and yearning to feel
Venus is rising to salvage the earth
A flower ascending in blossom through dirt
In blood and perfection this world shall be cleansed
So lust and cumpassion may flourish again
The angels are feasting on blood of the meek
In blossom with treason I play with the weak
Fading roses cover me
And semen makes my spirit free

“The sacrifice was made in the name of me
The sacrifice was made in the name of you
You call me by my middle name
I’m Lucifer in love, in love with you”

The words you have heard and the things you have seen
Shall vanquish the morals you’ve tried to defeat
When time has demised and mankind has burned
Then madness shall rise and love shall return
The nectars I drink from the cleft to your soul
Shall nourish the yearnings and murder control
I see how you ache from the crown that you wear
I cut out your heart just to see if you care
Your lips shall devour the flesh underneath
My sperm in your mouth is the proof that I need
Fading roses cover me
And semen makes my spirit free

If you can, get this album.
It’s really worth the hunt.

This was money exquisitely well spent for me.

And, yes. You can’t just listen to those songs without a critical eye. They’re not meant for that. At least not the first time.

Today: Something really new.

I was driving along the A2 tonight, when I heard a short snippet in a local radio show which showcased new music for a new year.

There they told me of 2:54. That’s the band’s name.
They were created by two sisters from Britain, they play late-80s influences post-punk/shoegaze, wear smeared mascara and black leather jackets and the band’s name is taken from a moment in a Melvin song that the two sisters found particularly striking and which happened at, three guesses and the first two don’t count, two minutes and fifty four seconds. The radio reporter than voiced something that I thought at that moment: “If that’s not nerdy, I don’t know what is.”

And, yes. It is.
It is exactly the kind of nerdy that I love and adore.
It’s also coupled with the kind of music I love and adore.

So when I got home I started googling “2 54”. Which… Took a while, to be honest.
That’s not exactly a term you can easily search. It almost reminded me when I first googled for the Vin Diesel movie “XXX”. THAT was a fun search. ;)

Anyway, I found them a little while later and simply purchased the EP. Sound unlistened.
And it was 3€ well spent.

So I will give you their first song.
And a link to their page.
And if you use iTunes, go and purchase their EP.
It’s just 3€ and it’s very much worth it. It’s good music. It’s new music. It’s fresh music. It’s charismatic music. And it’s music made with love and soul.

So, here you go.
Watch. Listen. Enjoy.

2:54 – Scarlet [Scarlet EP] | 2012 | Post-Punk/Shoegaze

And if you want to see what kind of music and style influences them, go their tumblr and listen to their posted music. If it makes you think of me… Well, that should tell you why I REALLY Like them. ;)
Tumblr: http://www.twofiftyfour.net/

The song they are linking to as I’m writing this post?
“Depeche Mode – “Blue Dress” (violator LP Montage)”
And I can’t tell you how AWESOME that is.

You can also listen to their EP, for free, here:

Me, out!
You, have fun!
Good night!

Let’s combine three very nice things.

I miss two things right now:
Going out dancing.
Doctor Who.

In addition to those two things, I also enjoy songs with political commentary.

It’s very good then, that a local act managed to combine those three on a six years old album, isn’t it?

Rotersand – Exterminate Annihilate Destroy [Welcome to Goodbye] | 2005 | Futurepop

This is simply a good song!
It’s lyrics are minimal but poignant.
The samples are very well chosen and played to great effect.
The breaks, beats and hooks just make you dance your heart out.

It might be slightly dark, but it’s really great to raise my mood.
I really needed this today. And I got it. Thanks to this great song our from Rhine-Ruhr.

Let’s get Goth, quick and old-school.

The Sisters of Mercy are one of my most favourite bands… IN THE WORLD! [A callback! Even if it’s just been a day. It feels much longer to me. *sighs* Stupid day filled with moving and building.]

And their lead singer/frontman/boss/creator has been harping on for years they simply AREN’T goth.
Yes.
Mr. Andrew fucking Eldritch called a band “The Sisters of Mercy”, used low toned basses, an at times haunting drum-machine, darkly romantic lyrics, used a darkly romantic style on-stage and for photo-ops and played at festivals such as M’era Luna and the Wave Gothik Treffen. And he thinks that they were never truly goth. For fuck’s sake, man, I fully understand not wanting to be pushed into a style/genre you didn’t choose yourself, not wanting to be put into an envelope by others, but… Well… In this case… You were sorta, kinda asking for it. I mean… Really.

Case in point is today’s track for you all.
A perfect, haunting, danceable piece of Goth Rock cult.
In the short, radio friendly ’92 version. (Anther thing that is shared by the Goth and Techno sub-cultures: Releasing uncountable versions of the same song in the hope that dedicated fans will buy each and every one of them. *casts a glance on his pile of VNV Nation singles and EPs, some of them quite hard to find* … Well, fuck you too!)

After today turned out to be a rainy, grey, fucktastic piece of a crappy day, I needed some fitting music to cheer myself up and to get some positive energy flowing again. So this track was simply perfect.

Now, then, listen. Enjoy. And have a great weekend, all!
(Also! Bonus! That song features Ofra Haza. :) – The early 90s were a time where middle-eastern influences were quite vogue in Gothic cirlces. I kinda miss those myself, to be honest.)

The Sisters of Mercy – Temple of Love ’92 [Temple of Love] | 1992 | Goth Rock

[An important note: I don’t actually know which release, IF ANY!, actually features the 3min radio/video version you see in this video. I’m more familiar with the ~8min versions myself, to be honest. This might mean that the lyrics won’t fully match up, too.]

[expand title=”Lyrics”]With the fire from the fireworks up above me
With a gun for a lover and a shot for the pain at hand
You run for cover in the temple of love
You run for another but still the same
For the wind will blow my name across this land
In the temple of love you hide together
Believing pain and fear outside
But someone near you rides the weather
And the tears he cried will rain on
Walls as wide as lovers’ eyes

In the temple of love-shine like thunder
In the temple of love-cry like rain
In the temple of love-hear my calling
In the temple of love-hear my name

And the devil in a black dress watches over
My guardian angel walks away
Life is short and love is always over in the morning
Black wind come carry me far away
With the sunlight died and the night above me
With a gun for a lover and a shot for the pain inside
You run for cover in the temple of love
You run for another, it’s all the same
For the wind will blow and throw your walls aside

With the fire from the fireworks up above
With a gun for a lover and a shot for the pain
You run for cover in the temple of love
I shine like thunder, cry like rain
And the temple of love grows old and strong
But the wind blows stronger, cold and long
And the temple of love will fall before this
Black wind calls my name to you no more

In the black sky thunder sweeping under
Ground and over water, sounds of
Crying, weeping will not save your
Faith for bricks and dreams for mortar
All your prayers must seem as nothing
Ninety-six below the wave when
Stone is dust and only air remains

In the temple of love-shine like thunder
In the temple of love-cry like rain
In the temple of love-hear the calling
In the temple of love-is falling down

In the temple of love-shine like thunder
In the temple of love-cry like rain
In the temple of love-hear my calling
In the temple of love-hear my name

In the black sky thunder sweeping under
Ground and over water, sounds of
Crying, weeping will not save your
Faith for bricks and dreams for mortar
All your prayers must seem as nothing
Ninety-six below the wave when
Stone is dust and air remains the
Only haven you can trust
And the devil in the black dress watches over
My guardian angel walks away
Life is short and love is always over in the morning
Black wind come carry me far away

With the fire from the fireworks up above
With a gun for a lover and a shot for the pain
You run for cover in the temple of love
I shine like thunder, cry like rain
And the temple of love grows old and strong
But the wind blows stronger, cold and long
And the temple of love will fall before this
Black wind calls my name to you no more

In the temple of love you hide together
Believing pain and fear outside
But someone near you rides the weather
And the tears he cried will rain on
Walls as wide as lovers’ eyes

In the temple of love-shine like thunder
In the temple of love-cry like rain
In the temple of love-near the calling
And the temple of love-is falling down[/expand]

Let’s praise something new! (… ish.)

2010 still counts as “new” though, doesn’t it?
I hope so. It definitely does so for me. Ultra-new, to be exact. Almost cutting edge!
*coughs* Right sorry. Please come back onto my lawn.

There’s this small, fun, British act out there, called “Lesbian Bed Death”.
I got their first album “I Use My Powers For Evil” back in ’06 and… Wasn’t impressed. It was a fun, little number with some high-points (“Goth Girls Are Easy” is a really fun little piece, for example, especially when you know how hard it is to actually get one… ;) ). But, well, nothing special.

A few weeks ago I saw that they had a second album out. And I hesitated. Then I scoured the internet and came upon their myspace page. And streamed a bit. And, well, what do you know. They’ve gotten better!

Tighter play, better vocals, better songwriting, more subtlety, more easter-eggs hidden in the songs.
While they strayed away from the pure Goth Rock formula into a more Goth-Punk/Gothabilly-Goth Rock fusion, it’s still hilariously old-school at times and an all around fun ride!

I’m starting to sound like Jeremy Clarkson. All that’s missing is a “… In THE WORLD!” put in here somewhere.

Anyway.
They’re fun. They’re small. They’re indie.
They’re shooting their own videos and those don’t suck! (Or, rather, many do as they deal with vampires, but… Yeah.)

For a small, non-signed band they are pretty damn great.
They also like to nod their heads to the things that helped shape Goth. One of the vids I’m posting today shows this in a huge way. But “No Tears Please” is a song about the wonderfully scary and horrifying demons summoned by a particular puzzle-box (Also, a pretty heavily cool one-liner in that song: “No tears please, it’s a waste of good suffering.” Exquisite!). They ALSO also still like their crude, punky humour. Which is why they have the songs “Sin When You’re Winning” and “Catholic Sex Kitten” on them. The “Sin” song could be Mötley Crüe material! If the crew wore black and liked patchouli, that is. Retrosexual is just a rude middle-finger in heavy-rock fashion.

I’m going to share two songs from their current album “Designed By The Devil, Powered By The Dead” [2010 | Goth… Fusion]

Both are quirky, funny, dark and have just the right kind of sex in them. And with that I mean style, looks, amount and mix of pure sex-appeal, humour, kinkiness and darkness. Also, one of the best stripteases ever. :) Let’s start with the one that drew my eye towards this album in the first place… [Oh! If your bandwidth permits it, go to youtube and watch them in 1080p. Sound and picture really are worth it.]

Bela Lugosi’s Back
One of the more old-school laden tracks. A pretty heavy nod to the roots of all this Goth business as well as to Bauhaus (and of course Bela Lugosi himself!). The movie frames used for this have been chosen really well. If Bela Lugosi was still alive today, I’d love him to play the Klingon antagonist in the next Star Trek reboot movie. [Yeeees… Heavy Nerd Tangent!] {The track LENGTH even could be a nod to Bauhaus… But that would surprise even me. Although… If it were so, it’d be pretty awesome.}

Moonlight
This one’s just fun. It’s a punky piece with a classic-goth-rock-erotic style video. As well as heavy allusion to the Rocky Horror Picture Show. And Twilight. And 90s/00s Slasher movies. What’s not to love? The lyrics make this a perfect good-mood driving song.

They look great in “Punk Mode”, too. :)

Lesbian Bed Death - Goth Punk Mode

As a slight P.S.
Here’s my rating of their album in iTunes. And I’m one of the few people left on this planet who actually takes his ratings seriously and rates accordingly. Not many albums score that high with me.

So, yeah. Get it. It’ll make you laugh, it will pump you up, it will make you want to dress up all gothed up with boots, tight corsets (if applicable) and black make-up.

iTune Ratings

Let’s cast a spell.

Siouxsie and the Banshees – Spellbound [Juju] | 1981 | Batcave

[expand title=”Lyrics”]From the cradle bars
Comes a beckoning voice
It sends you spinning
You have no choice

You hear laughter
Cracking through the walls
It sends you spinning
You have no choice

Following the footsteps
Of a rag doll dance
We are entranced
Spellbound

And don’t forget
When your elders forget
To say their prayers
Take them by the legs
And throw them down the stairs

When you think
Your toys have gone beserk
It’s an illusion
You cannot shirk
You hear laughter
Cracking through the walls
It sends you spinning
You have no choice
Following the footsteps
Of a rag doll dance
We are entranced
Spellbound[/expand]

It’s weird how this song could influence me so strongly. It was released two years before I hit this planet and yet… When I listened to it for the first time, it grabbed me by the ears and never let go. It’s one of those songs. Songs like “Love Will Tear Us Apart”. “Nowhere Girl”. “Suicide Commando”. “She’s in Parties”. “She’s Lost Control”. “Of Runes and Men”. “Enjoy the Silence”. “Barrel Of A Gun”.

Songs that speak “Goth” to me. My very own, very personal definition of it. Far away from droning, badly programmed electro beats streaked with sexually expletive “lyrics”.

More romance, more mystery, more (hidden and open) meanings behind the songs.

More love.

And this is my song for today. For this week. This weekend.
This beginning of Winter, with all its coldness, frost and biting winds.
With all its hidden, obscured beauty and romance.

Let’s Party.

Dave Clarke feat. Chicks on Speed – What Was Her Name [What Was Her Name] | 2004 [Album:2003] | Dark Electro

Today’s song came out seven years ago, when I turned 21.
Which… Is not wholly true. Well, I DID turn 21. But the song actually came out the year before. Which I didn’t know. All I knew was the superb single with the even more superb Blackstrobe remix on it. (Which I will link to at the end of this post.)

I first learned about it on Onyx.tv, when it was still on the air. I think 2004 was the channels last year. So you got to see the exact same video that I watched, seven years earlier. And the day after I first saw it, I ran out and bought the damn single. The video uses the Radio Mix. Which is weird, as TV isn’t radio, but… Eh. I can overlook this. Mostly because the Radio version actually got airplay on 1Live at the time, which made me very happy. The album version is only about 67 seconds longer and gives some passages more time to breathe.

It’s Dave Clarke’s almost old-school Techno beats, Chicks on Speed on the vocal side and a smashing of Bauhaus thrown in for good measure. It’s dark, it’s pounding, it’s heavy, it’s intense. It’s also catchy as hell. Which might be due to the fact that “She’s in Parties” is one of Bauhaus’ catchier tunes (topped only by a few songs, “Of Lilies and Remains” being one example). Nevertheless, it’s a perfect party tune. Especially for those kind of parties that end up with a core of people in the hosts kitchen at around 02:00, talking, smoking, drinking coffee or hard drinks and laughing into the cold night through an open window, forgetting time and all the shit that lays hard on their shoulders the rest of the time.

That’s what 2004 became for me. I turned 21. I started University. I wish I had done it all in a more organized, thought-out way, but… Ah. The past’s the past. Unchangeable. Immutable. And I wouldn’t want to change all that much, either. The people I met, the friends I made, the experiences I now can call my own… They are special and dear to me. Those parties I just described… They are some of those special memories. Wonderful people, wonderful nights, long, tired drives on nightly Autobahns to excellent music. Good times. Good times. With change came the good.

And so it will do again, if I play my cards right.
Yesterday’s post was slightly cryptic, but I still had to process some things. This processing is now mostly done.

I got the keys to my new home.
I signed and counter-signed the contract in duplicate.
I paid the security deposit.
It’s… Mine. (Well, rented, but… You get the picture!)

So it was only fitting to play this song again.
To make you listen to it.

This song is my bell, ringing in a new chapter.
Giving me hope that 2012 will be a different year, filled with change and dynamism. Filled with good things. Filled with me turning things around again. Fuck knows I really want to!

So, yeah. What Was Her Name.
What WAS her name? I couldn’t tell you, to be honest. 2004-2005 were… Wild years. And I didn’t even drink… *g*

So, yeah.
Ring on that bell for me. I intend to change more than just my address in 2012.
And I will take this song to christen my new flat when it’s done.
I will also take it to exit this year and enter the new one. Even if I have to bludgeon a DJ to death for it. ;)

Oh! Yeah.
I mentioned the Blackstrobe Remix.
Here it is.
It’s longer, darker, heavier and has slightly more “bang”. It’s again one of those tracks I really miss hearing on the dancefloor. But, alas, T-Club, Blade and Saint are all gone now. *sniff*