- Mythopoesis - 

Chained by a personal epic
until you let go
and sing with the eternal mother.

- mythopoesis is the purposeful creation of myths -

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Mythopoesis is the second EP by Slovenian producer C.J. Grahek.
Trumpets by Leon Slabe (track 1 & 2), guitars by Pablo Vitali (track 3)
Everything else recorded, mixed and mastered by C.J. Grahek.

and sing with the eternal mother.

until you let go

Chained by a personal epic

Feel Me Fluctuate

Re-uploading this old track, because there were some cracks in the audio... and I just can't have that :D

Petrichor and its Promise

This is the debut EP of Slovenian producer C.J. Grahek. It is a concept album of instrumental music and poetry. The three songs together tell a story. They are one whole.

GAZE OVER THE SPECTRAL MOUNTAINS

They are before you everyday,
the spectral mountains.

A smile illuminates their range,
sun-like until it sets, 
and the twilight makes it hard to see
(a strain on the eyes, easier to keep them closed);
sleep explores their peak and chasm,
until you wake sightlessly afloat.

It wasn't always so hard, the peaks were smaller once, you knew them well;
but they grew with you and you forgot to explore.
Now there is too much. Too much of the unknown.
The sun wasn't bright enough so you looked away,
and in the meanwhile monolithic walls grew around your perch,
and your gaze was blocked.

It is cold where you are now, so you draw your limbs into yourself; 
you don't need them in the chasm. 
Quite satisfactory, this place, once you get used to it.

There are others there, motionless pods of humanity. They ask in the dark:
"Why gaze over the spectral mountains, when there is nothing to see?"

But for those who look with arms outstretched, there is everything.

Gaze Over The Spectral Mountains

This is the debut EP of Slovenian producer C.J. Grahek. It is a concept album of instrumental music and poetry. The three songs together tell a story. They are one whole.

DARKNESS DOESN’T PAY RENT

PART II
You can span the girth of the world,
and so can I,
and so can we all who would do so together.
But first we must explore from east to west a land shrouded in mystery,
where a sunrise must be allowed to happen 
and shadows smirk with hidden things.

No, no, do not look now, not until your eyes shine with the horizon.
You have looked long enough with those old ones, 
perhaps even begun to accept the shadows, 
but a shadow is not a permanent thing like a man or a woman, 
like those who would lend you their torch even though they still need it, 
not by allowance, but because of a personal love.
If you are who you would like to be then you will always return it brighter.

On resplendent occasions veils are removed. 
Perhaps that is their purpose.

But rapture is never eternal,
and so we again come to stand on solid ground.
Return to the familiar perch at the foot of the mountains.
Return and witness an entirely different view.

The children of light dance in the valley underfoot,
they sing to me come bear witness,
do not be an observer of drapes,
or one who looks away in the hour meant for locking gazes.

The spectral mountains,
Composed now of a gentle harmony,
Shine in our light
as we welcome the sun.

One day I will wake and find you luminous,
One day you will wash it all away.

And I will know that an eviction notice has finally been served.



Darkness Doesn't Pay Rent Part II

This is the debut EP of Slovenian producer C.J. Grahek. It is a concept album of instrumental music and poetry. The three songs together tell a story. They are one whole.
DARKNESS DOESN’T PAY RENT

PART I
There seem to be some problems with the accounts,
not everyone adds to the rent in the apartment building of the mind,
And I think, over years, we will find,
that the deficit mounts.

Every day the window shows me a man washing his car.
He wants to wash away the dark and make it shine,
but it has nothing to reflect,
because his own light has died.

the spectral mountains,
composed now of routine
substitutions for what he wants,
have seen the sun set behind a
mounting deficit
which mounts in
me also when fear, not 
being good enough
gets in the way of dreams,
the deficit mountains. 

But mountains do not seem daunting to the well-travelled
and on the horizon there is already the glimmer of mornings
that sing to us come bear witness,
hear in our song the words of a necessary sage
to push through the more treacherous passes.

now go on back there

Float in the soft light of the early morning,
Feel it echo the body electric.
The world bears witness to resplendent occasions,
And mirrors reflect the rising of a new dawn.

Borne on warmer winds,
the children of light grasp for liberation.




Darkness Doesn't Pay Rent Part I

Some strange shit happens in this track... So I called it to Stranger Lands. This is my experimental music art project. I like mixing genres that normally don't work together into progressive compositions. To me, this song is a sort of bridge between my Gaze EP (which is more post-rock) and my upcoming EP Mythopoeic I, which will be released sometime over the summer. I'm moving away from "organic" sounds into deeper electronic territory, focusing more on drum machines and synths. Hope you enjoy this eccentric track, let me know what you think in the comments :)