Das Tier
A great dragon, blazing with its scales, but breathing no fire out. That’s how the cover of the new CD by Blind Guardian looks like and that’s how it feels.
I’d been waiting for it, even longing. But the more you expect, the harder disappointment strikes. I’m feeling like an alien eavesdropping to the speech not intended for my ears. I have no idea on which myth the songs are based, and the words themselves are meaningless for me, giving no food for imagination. The songs of the previous albums, even revealing no names, generously gave images and ideas.
Thomas Stauch’s leaving is another great loss. I usually never separate the instruments, they all create one wonderful voice singing to me. Harmony born in unity. But here the drumming was like an outline, it reflected the scene: hooves’ beating, swords’ clash, echo of dungeons, biting cold of iron. I believe that the new drummer is a highly talented man but without Thomas the BG’s music has lost its heartbeat.
Yet I hope that their best songs are only to come to this world; I’ll hold onto the sweet memory of the live concert, of the moment when ‘Mirror Mirror’ became our hymn.
One day the dragon will breathe fire again.
I’d been waiting for it, even longing. But the more you expect, the harder disappointment strikes. I’m feeling like an alien eavesdropping to the speech not intended for my ears. I have no idea on which myth the songs are based, and the words themselves are meaningless for me, giving no food for imagination. The songs of the previous albums, even revealing no names, generously gave images and ideas.
Thomas Stauch’s leaving is another great loss. I usually never separate the instruments, they all create one wonderful voice singing to me. Harmony born in unity. But here the drumming was like an outline, it reflected the scene: hooves’ beating, swords’ clash, echo of dungeons, biting cold of iron. I believe that the new drummer is a highly talented man but without Thomas the BG’s music has lost its heartbeat.
Yet I hope that their best songs are only to come to this world; I’ll hold onto the sweet memory of the live concert, of the moment when ‘Mirror Mirror’ became our hymn.
One day the dragon will breathe fire again.