No part of life has escaped transformation into a product befitting the Spectacle, containing within it a hollow facsimile of its source. As Guy Debord said, "Everything that was directly lived has moved away into representation." Is there any human emotion deep enough or ugly enough to avoid being exploited? Or is this art form, this band, this song just another way to package and trade human suffering in a society of the spectral?
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Take this axe,
Split this tree
Between molecule and category.
Struck down by thirst
For the Real
By an augmented stream:
APPEARING
Alienated
Mediated
A gilded private moment hammered into replica
Can't circumvent
The viewfinder
That's implanted inside your skull:
APPEARING
"That which appears is good,
that which is good appears."
What lies beyond commodification
Is the deep black rot we hold inside.
So disappear into formlessness,
Disappear into rot.
Still, a wretched thing
squirming in a factory.
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What an impressive piece of black metal. This one-man hurricane is pure art. Sgah‘gahsowáh creates an haunting atmosphere. He puts so much soul in his music. Sælzer Bub