brakence, my favorite artist and the only artist who has never made a bad song just released his new album, hypochondriac, about five minutes ago. So, I figured I would listen to them for the first time and just let myself write as the songs go on. I’m quite excited!
Reaction to “introvert” (yes it is really this good, I’m not being dramatic):
I’m on the verge of tears, of vomiting, of hyperventilating
I can only let out a breath of laughter in this state of a sheer awe
All I can feel is the big toe of my right foot dig into the bottom of my left thigh
I’m in tears
Breathing is a strenuous activity in these conditions
Reaction to “hypochondriac”:
Rising
Reaction to “5g” (yes it is really this good, I’m not being dramatic):
The hi hats are oppressive
The sound has my whole body in a kind of slow paroxysm
I’m like the waves
My eyes are ready to let loose
Tears well up
I am in a peaceful freedom
This awe I am in is expressed in a breath followed by silence
Reaction to “deepfake” (yes it is really this good, I’m not being dramatic):
The strumming of the bass animates me
His voice is a vitalizing force
How can I not cry in the presence of the sublime?
I’m in an ecstatic anguish
Breathing has become a manual activity
…
Reaction to “preparation exercise no. 7 (trembling)”:
Dots are exploding
Repetition takes the air out of my lungs
I’m thrown into the jungle
The beat bounces me, I’m nothing but a ball being dribbled by some divine force
Reaction to “stung” (YES it is really this good, I’m not being dramatic):
Orgasm
Playful convulsions bloom all around
I’m overwhelmed, reflectively speechless
I am nothing but pure will
Any angst present in my mind has been annihilated, this state I am in is totally beyond worry
The guitar and drums crush me, I am their playtoy which they can physically manipulate however they please
His voice is a pathway to my soul
Reaction to “teeth” (yes it is really this good, I’m not being dramatic):
“Ooh,” is my only utterance, I am caught up in delightful surprise
These sounds: my right eye twitches
My belly rumbles, yet I feel no hunger; this song nourishes my soul, physical food is not something I need any longer
I am thrown into a faster time, it passes by quicker, then slows
Reaction to “intellectual greed”:
I’ve been captured
Like a river, I flow
Like the waves, I crash
Bouncing
My arms are free
I am in a haze
So, those were my first “reactions” to the album.
Many have said that they would be interested in my reaction to drugs or alcohol. But I don’t understand why… I’m never going to do them nor am I ever going to drink alcohol.
Why do drugs or drink alcohol when you can listen to music?
I know I’ve said this countless times but I only repeat it because of its evident truth: if anything is evidence for the soul it is music.
I actually cannot even begin to understand how music can get better than this. I’m so serious. I am not joking! How will any song surpass, for example, “stung”? I have no idea! I’m unsure if that is even possible. brakence CONTINUALLY outdoes himself. How he does it? I do not know, nor do I ever hope to.
