Human beings smile or laugh to escape
From this forecfuly projected landscape
Humour is more often derived from someone else’s pain
A fleeting feeling craved for a selfish emotional gain
Caught in a twisted maze of delusions in a noise so deafening
So easy it is to deny the pain of someone else’s suffering
Humour me, go ahead and try your luck
And see for yourself if I truly give a fuck
Hello! My first solo album “Screeching Fingers”, an extended play record(EP), a pre-release to “Luminescent Being”(LP), is out now through the Swedish record label – Amuse. The album is available on all major music portals such as iTunes, Spotify, Dezeer, Google Play Music and more for streaming/downloading.
iTunes – https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/screeching-fingers-ep/1324022933?ign-mpt=uo%3D4
Google Play Music – https://play.google.com/store/music/album/Bright_Screeching_Fingers?id=Bf5g4gmqsyhzvelu7zzejr4p2hu
As the album screening and approval mail from the record label a few days ago states, the album is just a search away on other platforms.
Starting the journey to live the dream hotel hopping singing at 14-15, doing alt-rock vocals at 16-17, metalcore vocals at 18, heavy metal rhythm guitars at 19, thrash metal lead/rhythm guitars at 20(my first exposure to media coverage), a frontman doing vocals, rhythm/lead guitars and writing lyrics for my black metal band at 21(Wherein we as a band experienced killer times from releasing our demo record and our full length album in 2013-14 to performing on Day 2 as a part of Asia’s loudest metal festival, the Bangalore Open Air in 2015) and then finally venturing out on my own as a solo musician under the name “Bright” and getting shortlisted as one of the top upcoming artists of the country by Hard Rock Cafe last year at 24. About time I reaped something from it! From being a double chinned chubby kid to a raging guitarist at 25, 11 years of blood, sweat, tears and an almost irrational stubbornness, bordering on insanity, towards a childhood dream of being a legit musician. As Chuck Schuldiner from Death, an all time favorite band of mine, once put it -“When dreams are followed, time is a test”. Cheers!
Release my solo album through an international record label – Check!
When the still waters
Conspire against the tides
When the snow hustlers
Pause to see epic landslides
When an infinite universe
Rumbles it’s song two-pronged
When the polar converse
Undertakes a silence prolonged
True venture is chaotic
Infinite adventures erotic
A deathly communion orgasmic
Degeneration of the cytoplasmic
A frantic climb done over a dune
Witness a serene vision of Lune
Caught in a search for the elusive Light
The end of the tunnel approaches – Bright
An incredible find
Forever a subdued mind
A voice hoarse from shouting
A rebel seeing and screaming
Digital Art / Architecture + Environment Generation.
My latest digital artwork.
Today’s weather report
The barricades deport
In Celsius a hundred degrees
A predestined summit varies
Much cloudy they say
Unhidden is still the way
A relentless rain pouring
An unhinged mind soaring
A cool bright light, swaying snowfall
Experiences cause not our downfall
Rivers and oceans, a constant tide
A visual intake, our hearts open wide
Today’s weather report
Inner barricades deport
A video of me playing random stuff on my guitar from about four years ago. Looking back , I keep wondering why I even went and got a haircut!
I had a weird dream today. So weird. It was just me and another person. We were in some fancy apartment. I don’t know whose because I’ve never seen it before myself. So I was sitting on the sofa and the person was on the balcony. We did not speak a single word with each other. But we just stared into each others eyes without saying a word. We exchanged thoughts and experiences like this for what seemed like an eternity. The persons eyes started to swell up with tears when I exposed my emotions. I could only look and do nothing. Both of us just stared into each others eyes the whole time. No words were ever spoken.
Am I Pain?
Is the person Death?
Am I painfully ascending?
Or am I painlessly descending?
Am I flying?
Or am I falling?