Ferro E Cemento

ALL THE TRACKS HAVE BEEN DESIGNED AND MADE WITHIN A PENITENTIAL INSTITUTE BY BRIAN 5TORM DURING THE LAST FIVE YEARS, THANKS TO THE HELP AND SUPPORT OF A CULTURAL ASSOCIATION WORKING IN PRISON. WITH THEIR HELP BRIAN HAS CREATED A DREAMY AND INTROSPECTIVE RELEASE, ​​FULL OF ENERGIES, BUT ALSO ANGRYNESS. IT WILL DRIVE YOU ON A JOURNEY THROUGH LIGHT AND SHADOWS, DREAMS AND SUFFERING. IT'S JUST A BOY WHO CAN ONLY ESCAPE THE MONOTONY WITH HIS MUSIC EXPRESSION.


TRACK SYNOPSIS:

THE BARS. the residues of a fresh, free mind, trained to a life that goes at a thousand miles per hour, looks out from a window with iron grates that do not allow more than a finger to pass , and it's there that you understand the definition of physical closure. The constant struggle to keep the mind from getting bound from phisical restraints
THE SERIAL NUMBER. mugshots, fingerprints, identification number, control and storage of objects; allowed or not, and off to the destination section. The journey begins.
PSYCHO DRUGS. the head becomes cloudy and follows the flat line of the body. The mood change and the contrast of emotions becomes uncontrollable and does not come from within, it is something that modifies oneself. I am what I am and not what they want me to become.
INSOMNIA. if you keep away from mood stabilizers you run the risk of spending the night making the cutlet on the mattress. It's thanks to these hard nights that this record exists today.
THE TYPING. a constant, human wake-up call that forces even the most romantic bed lovers to open their eyes. the ferrous noise marking the arrival of the new day.
THE SENTENCE. it's a different day from the routine, it's sunny outside but inside you have a storm, you don't understand, your eyes only see the images you have in your head. the back bends, the legs tremble, you feel the load.
MEMORIES AND REGRETS. when I was there, the first time that happened. If I didn't do that, if I thought this, maybe it could have ended differently. in the end, however, today I would not be like that. this is my strength.
THE SEARCH. the sound of footsteps, unusual voices, given the time, all outside the cells. the surprise control of the allowed and not allowed, the seizure of the soul.
THE ISOLATION. deafening silence, then shouts, moans, for someone delirium, for someone else meditation. a space with yourself to get naked.
THE COUNCIL ROOM. the head flies away, the waiting, the hope, the waiting, the tachycardia, the waiting, a thousand thoughts, the waiting. a real swing of emotions.
THE REJECTION. dreams break, time is not enough, mistake, try again next time. it's 11 in the morning but for you it's total darkness.
THE AWARD PERMIT. suddenly you begin to see a glimmer of light, everything begins to take shape and color, you return to feel the flavors and aromas. your pass to go, certainly it is not a one way ticket, there is the return, but it is another step towards a new BEGINNING.