Afonso Vieira

Now marks 2 weeks of the release party of both Chrysographes & Chantrieri. Thank you @casadocomum for the opportunity. Performance: @_benetto Album covers: @catarinaafm Both albums are now available for listening everywhere.

13 SET 21H @casadocomum 5€ cartaz: @afowso [EN] I ate the pollen of flowers like someone still clinging to the idea that flames last forever. But even fire rots before the seeds at the center of pears. I am unhappy. I carry the memory of two bodies inside this half-body of mine. Incomplete, but not asleep. I know what tragedies the lunch and dinner news will tell long before they happen. I haul them with me in this half-body. I made it as far as the edge of the abyss, under a half-light, a broken lantern to match me. What remains is only the emergency exit sign, glowing in reverse, like a beacon that doesn’t save but tempts. I turn my back to it. I want the abyss. I arrive. I wait. Quiet. There is no wind, but my rag of a half-body still sways. Maybe it’s just my bones crying. A final pear seed pushes up through this salt-flat shaped like a person. I leap. Into the invisible place. No more strength left. Eyes covered, I lock myself in the thin clear light and there you are. Can you tell how long you’ve been in the abyss? [PT] Já comi o pólen das flores como quem acredita na eternidade da chama, mas até o fogo apodrece primeiro que os caroços das pêras. Sou infeliz. Transposto as memórias de dois corpos no meu corpo meio. Sei-me incompleto, mas acordado. Conheço as tragédias das notícias do almoço e do jantar mesmo antes de acontecerem. Transporto-as no meu corpo meio. Sobrevivi até ao abismo sob uma luz meia como eu - resta-me como farol inverso aquela placa da saída de emergência que estranhamente habita neste lugar. Sigo em seu oposto, quero o abismo. Chego. Espero quieto. Não há vento, mas o farrapo de corpo meio balança-me, talvez sejam os meus ossos a chorar. Uma última semente de pêra brota nesta salina em forma de gente. Salto para o lugar invisível incapaz de mais, neste momento fixo com os olhos vendados o ponto de luz transparente e encontro-te. Sabes há quanto tempo estás no abismo?

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Terrace is 5 years old. As a thank you, here is Terrace: Flashback Diaries (2017​-​2019) The album explores the concept of revisiting your old self, to relive long forgotten memories, to document the passage of time, the in betweens, the flashback diaries. These are songs from buried places, from 2017 to 2019. Some songs display important events read as chapters. It is available in most streaming platforms and YouTube (link in bio). As a bonus, Belladonna or the Ouroboric Melody of One's Self is also getting some canvases on Spotify. A big thank you to @slendyzo for creating the 3D models. These were done in 2020 but kept in the dark until today.

The moon rules the fluids Including the inner juices of human beings That which assimilates and feeds the body So the crab feeds his astral brain Assimilating and distributing all he receives slowly Until it becomes a part of him 📷: @zippercatcheskin

smile cold anatomy 📷: @zippercatcheskin

You quantize your love Quantize your freedom Prioritize the drugs It's horrifying I spoke with time and existence On the borderline 📷: @zippercatcheskin

Corrupt, a plea for free will An irresponsible horrorshow 📷: @zippercatcheskin

BLI - Belladonna Or The Ouroboric Melody Of One's Self Out Now on every streaming platform including YouTube (link in bio) Artwork by @catarinaafm

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