I’m Not A Writer es un proyecto que empieza por el final, donde todo se ha hecho al revés. Y precisamente ahí reside su fuerza: en la contradicción, en lo inesperado, en lo que no busca encajar. Hoy, 23 de julio, se presenta su primer EP homónimo, una obra caleidoscópica que transforma el caos en belleza sonora.
Este alterego de Darío Sánchez —colaborador en proyectos como Pumuky y Montevideo, e integrante de la banda granadina Joe Maremoto— se revela en cuatro temas que combinan melodías pop, sintetizadores atmosféricos y ritmos electrónicos envolventes. Las letras, cargadas de honestidad y contradicción, no dejarán indiferente a nadie.
🎛 En la producción ha colaborado Gabriel Porcel (Joe Maremoto), quien ha afinado cada sonido, cada volumen, cada vibración con una precisión quirúrgica.
🎨 La portada, obra de Enrique.L.R (https://www.instagram.com/bykikelr/) plasma visualmente la esencia del proyecto con trazos que respiran genialidad.
🔊 Desde Granada hacia los cubos de basura virtuales de medio mundo, I'M NOT A WRITER ya está disponible en Soundcloud y en tus plataformas de streaming favoritas.

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And the Magic was Gone

Song dedicated to the two brothers.

Artwork Credit:

ARTIST: Sharon Numina
LANGUAGE: Amnatajerre / Kaytetye
REGION: North Utopia Central Desert
TITLE: My Country Dreaming
MEDIUM: Painting - acrylic on canvas

Two Brothers

April 8, 2017

Intimidation & Shame

Warm

Eyes the size of my head
it's coming in
fingernails across my chest
my jacket of flesh
this fog hides summer
intestines pulled like fried yakisoba
bare my name
This never stops this rope this wood
it's coming again
consuming away I am prey

beneath the shed i'm shedding all of this weight
I won't be feeling of this again
thought I'd have this down by now
 
Down the cliff there's a village
I'm in it I'm not in it
I'm prey to a hungry mountain god
my friends say they love me
they don't love me
i'm slipping

prey

Good Things Can Never Last

The battle is over. Few are left standing, but humanity has won. The young man is mortally injured. In his final moments, the young man can't help but feel melancholy. He wishes he could reverse time to stop himself from ever entering Omega City, but the past is the past. Letting go, he hopes future generations will learn from his mistakes and live for themselves, making the world a better place.

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october jack - troublemaker

Five Bells

solo project

one eye is shut and the other one's completely crushed

prey

Lazy Eyelids