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The Glass Engine Awakens è un concept album di rock progressivo in sei brani, presentato come una trasmissione del 1973. Al centro si trova una macchina impossibile scoperta sotto terra: né costruita né naturale, capace di rispondere al pensiero e di rimodellare la realtà.
La musica è costruita attorno a organo Hammond, archi e cori di Mellotron, parti soliste di Moog, chitarra elettrica contenuta, basso analogico e batteria dinamica. Tempi mutevoli e trasformazioni graduali collegano i brani in un unico viaggio continuo, privilegiando il calore del nastro e l’ambiente della sala rispetto alla levigatezza moderna.
La sequenza procede dalla scoperta e dall’attivazione verso l’espansione, la frattura, la fusione e un quieto epilogo. Le note di progetto descrivono l’album come un ascolto di ampio respiro in cuffia: un organismo in evoluzione, non sei canzoni isolate.
Anno d’archivio: 1973 · Pubblicato:
Scaletta
- 1Beneath the Quiet Stone4:17
- 2The Engine Stirs3:20
- 3Circuits of the Mind4:42
- 4Fracture Lines2:37
- 5The Glass Engine4:38
- 6Silence After Signal3:02
Sequenza concettuale
Scoperta: “Beneath the Quiet Stone” comincia con la scoperta della presenza sepolta.
Attivazione: “The Engine Stirs” risponde quando pensiero e meccanismo cominciano a interagire.
Espansione: “Circuits of the Mind” porta quel legame oltre la distanza e lo spazio ordinari.
Frattura: “Fracture Lines” rende instabile il sistema mentre identità e struttura cominciano a dividersi.
Fusione: “The Glass Engine” elimina il confine tra la macchina e il suo testimone.
Risoluzione: “Silence After Signal” lascia il segnale in silenzio, ma non necessariamente scomparso.
Testi originali in inglese
There’s a tremor in the ground below Not a sound but something slow Like a breath that learned to wait Buried deep beneath the weight Stone remembers more than time Every crack a hidden line I can feel it through my hands Something shifting in the land No one told us not to look No one sealed the ancient book So we opened what we found And the silence made a sound
Turn the dial but nothing turns Still the circuit slowly burns Light appears without a source Pulling thought along its course Every motion feeds the core Every thought becomes much more Not a tool and not a guide Something waking from inside Feel it moving through the air Something answering you there We are not the ones in control We are pieces of the whole Turn the dial but now it turns Every circuit clearly burns
Every thought begins to glow Tracing paths I do not know Lines connect and fold again Building worlds inside my head No more distance, no more space Everywhere becomes one place Time dissolves into a stream I am walking through a dream Everything is everywhere Nothing vanishes to air Every thought becomes a line Every line becomes a mind Every thought begins to glow But it’s not my own I know
Cracks are forming in the frame Nothing fits the way it came Every edge begins to bend Every start becomes an end Voices split and multiply Echoes learning how to lie I can hear myself divide Something tearing me inside Hold the shape but lose the form Calm dissolves into a storm Every line I try to draw Breaks against a deeper law Nothing holds and nothing stays Every self begins to fray
Now the engine breathes as one Not a thing that can be undone Every thought and every sound Spinning worlds that wrap around No more distance left to cross No more gain and no more loss Everything is woven through Nothing left that isn’t you There is no inside or out There is no remaining doubt Every line has disappeared Everything is now adhered Now the engine breathes as me Now the engine lets me be
Now the sound begins to fade Like a debt already paid All the motion settling down Nothing lost and nothing found Was it real or just a phase Something caught between the days Still I feel it in the air Like it’s always waiting there In the quiet something stays Hidden just beyond the haze Not a voice but not a void Something never fully void If I listen close enough Past the quiet, past the rough There’s a rhythm, soft and thin Like the world begins again
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- Rock progressivo vintage
- Organo Hammond e Mellotron
- Trame di sintetizzatori analogici
- Concept album collegati
- Tempi in continuo mutamento
- Ascolto atmosferico in cuffia
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