microphones in the trees: world psychedelia
Showing posts with label world psychedelia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label world psychedelia. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 27, 2019

bear bones, lay low ~ atlantean encrypted message



UFO-cult is another funny evidence that we all live in a sophisticated virtual reality or better say a reality show. Well, think for yourself, what could be more fun for a galactic viewer than to watch naive people seriously ranting about their extraterrestrial travels, living spaceships from the Pleiades, star seeds and the Mayan calendars, messages of wisdom from Atlantis and Shambhala... Even more fun is the fact that this is all true to a degree, but the essence of the reality show lies in making homosapienses believe in half-truths and to make funny conclusions about cosmic order out of them! Changing their lives according to them and creating new, non-trivial scenarios. Thus, entertaining those who are directly related to this – the Sirians, the Atlanteans, Pleiadians, Zets, and all other 'celestials'.

Another big irony here is the fact, that creators of this show included in it an opportunity for humans to create similar shows and make fun of with each other. Well, just to make it even harder to get to the truth. Someone in another trip discovers the highest truth and all around are like 'have you seen enough of the X-Files?'. It's postmodern, and fun, and instructive! And if you start pushing it too hard, you're immediately off to secondary storylines and, as always, politicians, religious leaders and pop stars will get all prime time. Oh, and they know how to make top-rated shows. And if you have learned the whole essence and truth, it is better to encrypt it into some piece of music, or a movie, or a picture of some kind. Can be fun for others, and easier for you... You have nowhere to go off this spacecraft anyway.

Thursday, December 29, 2005

flaviola e o bando do sol


Flaviola y su banda del sol tocaban canciones de psicodelia folk brasileña, dulces y diminutas, allá por los años setenta. El resultado es un disco saltarín, más discreto en repercusión que el de Satwa o el de Lula Cortés y Zé Ramalho, y que estoy segura haría las delicias, como ya dije, de Devendra Banhart. A veces melancólico y triste (noite o Canto Fúnebre), y otras exultantemente alegre (Asas, a ritmo de carnaval). Disco olvidado del año...

Flaviola [guitar] , Ze da Flauta [flute] , Paulo Raphael [eletric guitar] , Robertinho[eletric guitar], Fernando Amaral [bass] , Neuza [autoharpa] , Lula Cortés [tricordio and dulcimer] , Icinho [bongo] and Dicinho [bass].