“Vulcan’s Electric Hammer”- this somewhat surreal title is a tribute to Philip K. Dick.
At thirteen, maybe fourteen, no more, I read “Ubik”. This book changed my life, and made me an incurable fan of his work.
The material on the album is a retrospective glimpse into the life I experienced in my childhood, adolescence, and entering the psychotic world of adulthood.
I left my safe Andromeda. Beniamin appeared, then Irmina. It was a great time but people full of hysterical beliefs about their own infallibility attempted to encroach upon it. They did everything to take the place of God, boldly embraced my joy to change it into drama. In the end, however, they turned themselves into sad faces between the droplets of rain and left in the twilight unable to stop me on the edge of the future, which seductively invites me. I was learning life, Vulcan’s hammer was getting quiet, the beauty of difficult and joyful experiences was unfolding its irresistible and secret charm. Beniamin grew up, Irmina has got her own Andromeda.
Life fascinates me more and more, I succumb to its love, charm, impenetrable simplicity, honesty and power.
I venture forth every day … but I will talk about it in the next album because the creative process is touching the robe of God, and I want to be touching His robe now and in the future.
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