Hold onto your seats, because The Darkness is back with their upcoming album Dreams On Toast, which is out new and includes ‘Walking Through Fire', 'The Longest Kiss' and 'I Hate Myself'

This isn’t just an album — it’s a flamboyant, glitter-covered rocket ship to the peak of British rock glory. Packed with epic guitar solos, dangerously catchy hooks, and lyrics that walk the fine line between genius and absolute madness, Dreams On Toast will have longtime fans screaming in falsetto and new listeners wondering "Where have these glorious weirdos been all my life?"

The Darkness stormed the early 2000s rock scene with their debut album Permission to Land (2003), reviving the over-the-top spirit of classic rock. They quickly made waves with their flamboyant performances and tongue-in-cheek humour, winning awards and breaking records. After splitting following their second album, One Way Ticket to Hell...And Back (2005), the band reunited in 2011, releasing Hot Cakes (2012), Easter Is Cancelled (2019), and Motorheart (2021), among others.

Led by the wild and irrepressible Justin Hawkins, The Darkness is known for their theatrical stage shows, outrageous outfits, and Hawkins' iconic falsetto, often compared to Freddie Mercury. They fought through personal challenges, lineup changes, and a brief split, but their commitment to bombastic rock and humour kept them at the top, releasing seven albums and thrilling fans worldwide.

Synapses flash and pop, like flashbulb supernovas as the particular passion of my being is caught up in a sub-atomic slam-dance.

Consciousness is snatched by electron rip-tides and thinly spread through infinite spatial black, leaving thoughts — rare sleeping islands — separated by oceanic eternities.

I’m stretched, elastic life wound in a double helix round the universal pole – a string of neurons in the cosmic brain – resonant, my being tuned to everything.

Now, contraction catapults my soul into a new, triumphant birth. Rhapsodic, bathed in perfect grace, I sail for eons – blessed in beatific tranquility, alive in a universe of glory – at play with angels above the fierce and holy sun.

But, transient as elemental thought, my voyage lasts but brief mellennia. Sweeping on a high, wide spiral turn, my ship of rapture founders, grounded on mortality’s reef.

Particles reassemble and memories coalesce around my swelling sense of self.

I must start the long return to dull corporeality and reclaim my body’s tawdry clay.


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As sinapses se acendem como supernovas enquanto o ímpeto das partículas do meu ser é apanhado em uma roda punk subatômica.

Minha consciência é capturada por uma corrente de elétrons e espalhada pela escuridão do espaço, deixando os pensamentos - raras ilhas adormecidas e isoladas - separados por eternidades oceânicas. Sou esticado… uma vida elástica enrolada em volta de uma hélice dupla em torno do eixo universal.

Uma sequência de neurônios no cérebro cósmico. Ressonante, meu ser está conectado a tudo. A contração lança minha alma em direção a um novo e jubiloso nascimento, triunfante, banhado na mais perfeita graça, navego através dos éons, abençoado em uma paz beatífica, vivo em um universo de glórias, brincando com os anjos em torno de um sol poderoso e sagrado.

Porém, efêmera como o pensamento elemental, a minha viagem não dura mais do que breves milênios. Depois de uma ampla curva em espiral, meu navio de êxtase naufraga no recife da mortalidade.

As partículas se reencontram e as memórias reúnem-se na sensação cada vez mais intensa de um eu. Preciso fazer o longo caminho de volta, até a realidade estéril, e recuperar a vil substância do meu corpo.

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