Sunday, 18 July 2010

I'm travelling to Kythira.

It is often told to young Greeks that the ionian islands are one of the most mysterious places in the world and are known in greek folklore and mythology to be the landmarks where the mythologian Gods enjoyed their immortal lives, escaping from the Olympus Mount.

Therefore, these places are rich of legends and myths about Gods and their endeavours to get closer to the humans. Before the reign of Zeus over the Greece and the Sky, there were Titans. Zeus defeated them with his brothers.

The beginning of the mythology in Greece begins with the birth of Titan and Cronus. Titan was the eldest child of the union of Ouranos (the Sky) and Gaia (mother Earth). Titan was the master of the world to be, but Gaia decided to promote her last born child, Cronus over Titan. Titan eventually decided to give his place of master of the world to his younger brother but under one condition : he had to kill all his children he would have with his spouse Rhea. At his death, the world would go to the sons of Titan. Cronus agreed and his reign began. But Rhea wasn't that kind of mother : she concealed the birth of Zeus, Poseidon and Hades to her husband : she gave him big rocks instead of the babies (Here is one of the most interesting metaphor of the Time : Cronus is the greek word for "time" and therefore the God Cronus is the allegory of the relentless Time, devouring everything in its everlasting march, the source of Eternity). The babies were sent to Crete with the Korybantes where their father could not see them (In some versions, Poseidon is eaten alive by Cronus and saved later by Zeus).

But Titan eventually discovered the deception. He declared the war to his brother Cronus and took him prisoner. But Zeus was now strong and powerful and thanks to the help of the Giants he triumped over Titan and his family. Cronus was from now on the master of the world but his was distrustful towards his son, the almighty Zeus. He decided to kill him to reign safely. Zeus called to arms his brothers Hades and Poseidon. The Cyclopes forged the lightning-bolts for Zeus. The three brothers defeated their father who exiled in Italy to Janus house.

This is how begins all the greek mythology: with a strong brotherhood. Cronus escaped to Italy to find Janus, King of the Latium. Here began the Golden Age with the reign of Cronus and Janus. No more hard work, no masters, no slaves and total liberty. To thank Janus for sharing the throne with him, Cronus gave him the skill to see the future and the past. This is why Janus is represented double faced.

Zeus and his brothers decided to settle their kindgom in the Olympus. Zeus divided the world into three major parts: Poseidon was given the Seas, Hades obtained the Hell kindgom, Zeus took the Sky and became the master of the Olympus. But the Giants decided to attack Zeus. These horrific creatures tried to break into the Olympus Palace. Thanks to the Cyclopes' gift, Zeus won once again the battle for the Olympus. He destroyed the Giants and the Titans and buried them under the Earth. But the Titans were not completely defeated: crippled, they continue to scream and show their anger. Therefore in the greek mythology, the volcanos were considered as the mouths of the buried titans.
From this event, the pantheon of greek Gods grew larger and larger to rule the world.



Let's get back to the ionian islands. Most of them have a peculiar history related to greek Gods. But I'm pretty sure you never heard about the small island of Kythira. Heaven of tranquility and beauty, this small island is located right in the South of the continental Greece.


One of the most beautiful goddess of the olympic pantheon was Aphrodite. She was the incarnation of beauty, seduction, love and pleasure. In the Illiad, the masterpiece of Homer, this poet tells more about this goddess. It appears that Aphrodite is the daughter of the Zeus and Dione (one of the several daughters of Atlas). But nobody's sure about that version of the story. Ask a Greek who looked into mythology and he will tell you that Aphrodite was in no way the daughter of Zeus but came into life from the the oldest god : Ouranos, the Father Sky. She was born when Cronus cut off Ouranos' genitals and threw them into the sea. From the sea foam (aphros in greek), Aphrodite came into life. This birth is worldwide known thanks to the work of Boticelli and its Birth of the Venus (latin name for Aphrodite).


And the story tells that she was born from a crashing wave on the shores of that small isle of Kythira.

Nowadays, our language is mostly inspired by these kinds of stories and myths. Here is one example with the birth of Aphrodite: as she was born on the shores of Kythira, this island became a kind of peculiar landmark for lovers. And in heritage, there is one phrase that is used to express love: I'm travelling to Kythira. This metaphor is used in poems and essays to say that someone is ready to sink into love and its delights.

Maybe I'm getting ready for that delicate journey and I'm about to travel to that mysterious island...
EDIT: Actually I do think I have arrived.


Yeah, mythology is one of my greatest passion along with music. And here is the first article of a long serie I guess.

Monday, 12 July 2010

Devil Sold His Soul - Blessed & Cursed.



Only a few bands have this ability to make you feel the music they produce and play. Not just hearing and listening to sounds and tracks of an album through iTunes but really make you feel the music, with all your senses. Yeah that's pretty much it : this last effort of the British band Devil Sold His Soul is a record you can touch, taste, hear, smell and see. The 10 tracks off the record are all beautiful that you feel like you can enter musicians' mind by means of the "play" button on your disk drive.

There is that irresistible and compelling sense of dommed fatality in their music, like everything is coming to an end in grand heroic sound, like it was the last fight you lead in your life to take a stand. Everything matches everything throughout all the record with a stunning voice, illustrating the last emotions, what you cherish the most during the moments of darkness and hopelessness. But this is only one side of the two-faced record. As it bears the title 'Blessed and Cursed', there's also a bright side, something more shiny like crystal. You enter the world of DSHS with the track called 'Tides' which comes to wash your brain and senses to brace yourselves for the journey to come. It travels you to astmospheric places where you're surrounded by strange but crystal-clear melodies that leave you vunerable.

This is how begins the blessed trip which grows more and more on each song. Everything is running towards something you can touch, like spectral material as you're flowing effortlessly as a conqueror to the next songs. The journey is 1 hour long but you feel like it only lasts a second, leaving you with this devouring passion and a consuming need of more. The thing is that you're hardly breathing during the listening of the record as you don't want to disturb your senses to feel the music. The sound is a convergence of dark and light with countless different shades in between, everything corroborated by a formidable sound.



This band is properly stunning, crossing the frontiers of imagination. It is both devilish and angelic, like a bright divine picture with horns and a malicious glance. The band has progressed and their sense of melody has taken a brighter turn. It's different, but it's a nice break from the constant dark feel. But even as hopeful these songs sound, there's still an underlying feeling of despair. Sometimes you feel safe, with the warmth of some songs but, on the other hand, maybe you can experience fear during cold parts of some songs and that's exactly what is magnificent. If you're glorious enough to dare going on this trip, you'll come back changed for a long time. Look at your stuff in your own room : objects, papers, furniture, clothes, books ... And you'll see them eating you, trying to come into your mind. This the time : everything is made of textures you're now sensitive to.

It has this wonderful granite-like force that strikes you with violence. But you can't feel no pain. The paradox of this album reigns in it. It's blessed and cursed. YOU are blessed and cursed. And above all, as much as you are BLESSED, you are CURSED as well.

If you don't feel very confident to go on this hazardous journey where everything is changed, where what was up is now down, you may want to have a beacon in the ocean of sounds that opens before your scary eyes, like a port casting light in the storm. Don't be afraid , here is a preview of what you can here : this is the third song of the record called "Callous Heart". But don't think that you can feel the electricity of the record with only one song : this album is a whole, nothing like 10 unlinked tracks. Will you be brave? Will you cast-off the moorings?

If you're still not convinced by the almighty of the band, you can still check out the song called Clouds off the very first EP that you can find on the right collumn in the "REMAINS." section.

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So you think you're ready? All set? BY ALL MEANS, CAPTAIN! So, cling onto your armchair, open your eyes and free your mind, here is the blessing and the curse. You want to understand better the sirens' chant? Here are the lyrics.


PS : Yeah, I'm finished with french on this website I guess. I'll write down things in english so everybody will be able to read. Sorry Molière.

Sunday, 11 July 2010

tweeeeeetz.

Alright, I have a twitter now.
I wanna feel so high and loved by the love.
Feel free to say I'm awesome on it: http://twitter.com/iamthib

Wednesday, 7 July 2010

Harder to Breathe / Wiseman.

Sid to his father, after discovering his girlfriend was sleeping with another man :

- Dad, I think I dumped Cassie. She's with some ... guy
- Oh son, they are ALWAYS with "some guy". But, if she's special to your eyes, you just have to make sure that, that "guy" ... is you.

pieces of you

Monday, 21 June 2010

Thibault, playing the game since 1990.

... retour à la case départ. Nouvelle partie.
Est-ce vraiment un jeu ? J'essaye de me convaincre du contraire.
En réalité, je l'espère.

Friday, 18 June 2010

Fruitful.


the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, & faithfulness.
- Veil Arms Clothing.


What is Veil Arms Clothing ?
Veil Arms is a clothing company based out of Albuquerque, New Mexico, with the sole purpose of broadening the influence of Christ. After months of dreaming and envisioning a greater calling, Veil Arms came into place. We hope to go beyond “surface level” clothing and provide clothing that is of worth and value. Religion does not define an individual and we are not concerned with religion itself, but with the influence of an unheard generation.

Veil Arms Clothing began after months of envisioning and cultivating ideas that strive to provide top-quality clothing that reaches beyond the surface level and into a calling which has taken on a personality of its own. After substantial growth through the past years, we have been privileged to service multiple organizations, universities, churches and bands. We pride ourselves on servicing hard working musicians by either promoting, designing and/or printing. While we maintain and strive to grow as a company, our passion is for the youth. Youth that is lost in the sea of ordinary, youth that is forgotten about, and youth that we believe can change the world. We hope that our clothing and designs ignite a flame that sparks the interest of the consumer.


we will be legends.

Thursday, 17 June 2010

And I'm sure of a name I won't know.

Transformée en laurier.
Cette histoire prend du sens maintenant.