"Music and tragic myth [. . .] Both have their origin in a realm of art which lies beyond the Apollonian; both shed their transfiguring light on a region in whose rapt harmony dissonance and the horror of existence fade away in enchantment. Confident of their supreme powers, they both toy with the sting of displeasure, and by their toying they both justify the existence of even the 'worst possible world.' " (The Birth of Tragedy p. 145)
Nietzshe's description of the Dionysiac as primordial reminds me of the driving drum beat throughout the song, while the intensity and urgency of the vocals evoke discomfort. The whole tone of the piece if foreboding, as if something terrible is about to happen. When the singer, Jimmy Gnecco, breaks into a scream, I do imagine the "worst possible world." Despite the tones of sorrow and pain, the song is undeniably beautiful, the vocals astounding. The Dionysiac drum beats prompt me to hear beyond the sounds, while the pain in the vocals ground me in familiar. I think here is illustrated the dual existence and reliance of Dionysiac/Apollonian elements in tragedy. See Comments for lyrics
Pray, i don't know if it's sacred, or not
ReplyDeleteyou say, that we can fall apart at anytime
breathe for the whole world...we can't fight
they starve for the love...that we supply
feed from their eyes, dream you're alive, and feel feel
the beast flies tonight, and the world he describes
suffer...suffer
Afraid, i don't know if we're heading for a fall
you jump into the front to say you're apart of it all
feed from their eyes, dream your alive, and feel feel
the beast flies tonight, and the world he describes
suffer...suffer
if we feed from their eyes, dream we're alive to feel
the beast flies tonight, the world he describes
suffer...suffer
these are the fallen souls