Dance Of The Black Widow
The X,Koichiro Shigeno,Ivana J Fisher,sono riusciti nell'impresa di un suono dark gotico,esotico, elettronico e classicheggiante nella struttura della canzone.La Musica e'gelida, inerte,spettrale. Armonie tenebrose venigono intessute tramite cadenze (per lo piu` elettroniche) da cerimoniale occulto, Al tempo stesso la produzione mette sempre piu` in risalto il canto luminoso e astratto di Ivana Fisher con i suoi viaggi nel subconscio cosi` come gli arrangiamenti Di Shigeno e The X lussureggianti complementano la spettrale semplicita` del canto della Fisher Il trio ha insomma fabbricato un equilibrio artificiale fra quelli che sono in realta` due mondi artistici completamente diversi.
The X, Koichiro Shigeno, Ivana Fisher, have succeeded in the enterprise of a dark gothic, exotic, electronic and classical sound in the structure of the song. The Music is frozen, inert, spectral. Dark harmonies are interwoven with cadences (mostly electronic) from occult ceremonials.
At the same time, the production highlights more and more the bright and abstract vocal of Ivana J Fisher with her travels in the subconscious As well as the arrangements by Shigeno and The X, luxuriant complement the spectral simplicity of the voval of the Fisher The trio has in fact manufactured a
artificial balance between those that are actually two completely different artistic worlds.
Dance Of The Black Widow (Lyrics)by Ivana J Fisher
"So my question to you is simple and yet sharp as a knife,
Are you living a life of death or the death of your life?
Is death coming suddenly, or are you just wasting away?
Which of these morose questions holds the truth I cannot say,
With one hand you're watching your life decay,
On the other you're waiting for your last day,
Whichever of these statements you feel is true,
The end of your life is all it comes down to.
Let the rain kiss you
Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops
Let the rain sing you a lullaby
The rain makes still pools on the sidewalk
The rain makes running pools in the gutter
The rain plays a little sleep song on our roof at night
And I love the rain.
Light rain-drops fall and wrinkle the sea,
Then vanish, and die utterly.
One would not know that rain-drops fell
If the round sea-wrinkles did not tell.
So souls come down and wrinkle life
And vanish in the flesh-sea strife.
One might not know that souls had place
Were't not for the wrinkles in life's face."