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Saturday, September 12, 2009 

Current mood:  dorky
Pleased to announce that Carl Johnson of Complex Complex has joined the fold as resident Scribes of Low endness. We feel he brings new, equally present dimensions of sludge, funk and fuzz which really fills out our sound, and we think you'll agree. Check out the new lineup for the first time live at Ace Of Clubs, Sept 19th 2009:

Ace Of Clubs
9 Great Jones St
NY, NY
B D F V to broadway lafayette
 8 PM-Canons
 9 PM-Sea Of Bones
 10 PM-Gwynnbleidd
 11 PM-Scribes Of Fire
 Midnight-Invidia
Monday, April 06, 2009 

Current mood:  curious
Category: Music
http://theobelisk.net/obelisk/2009/03/12/scribesoffirereview/#more-948

Thanks to this guy, he got the point!


Currently listening:
How to Accept
By Infinien
Release date: 2006-11-21
Thursday, February 26, 2009 

Current mood:Cadaverous
Scribes of Fire are, in their own words, a grunge and progressive
metal band from Brooklyn, New York. With an American tour and the debut
CD of 'Zauberer' behind them they now exist with a line up that
includes new bassist Adam Castro. Currently looking toward a future of
more touring they promise to be an "Unstoppable Juggernaut".
MySpace :  http://www.myspace.com/scribesoffire 
(Q)Who are Scribes of Fire and where did the name originate?
Philly Salvagione – guitarist and beardsman
Dan Kurfirst – drummer and mystic
Ben Abelson – singer and philosopher
Adam Castro – bassist and maestro
Ben-We are hard rock urban monks recording the events of reality's
decomposition. It was hard picking a name, the discussion degenerated
into random combinations of words, Scribes of Fire was the only one no
one objected to.
(Q)Your list of influences is quite extensive, if you were to select any two of these who would they be and why?
Dan-They are quite extensive and I would say it's basically
impossible to strip it down to two core influences. Meshuggah holds a
very special place, as Philly and I got into them together around 2004
when Nothing was released, and their music was basically the divine
spark on which many of our fundamental musical ideas are founded.
Soundgarden and Alice In Chains represent our roots and are just as
relevant today as when I first heard them in the early 90s.
Adam-I would have to say that King Crimson definitely plays a large
roll in my style as a bassist and a songwriter. I have always been a
big fan of prog rock since I started playing bass and it has
respectively effected my desire to not only write catchy bass lines
that are in the pocket, but to also expand upon my rhythms and melodies
as well as take it above and beyond to make my bass sound like other
instruments or sounds other than what we are normally used to hearing.
Alice in Chains of course is a big influence to my pop sensibility all
the while remaining heavy and grooving.
(Q)In your online advert for a new bass player, you listed as a
preference for the replacement to be a fan of certain bands. With this
in mind do you think band members should share similar musical tastes?
Ben-It helps when there's at least a core of music in common. What's
most important is that everyone understands each other's tatstes, where
the're coming from and what they want the music to be like. Our first
bassist's tastes and his musical education was so different from ours
that it was difficult to communicate.
Dan-Yeah, there's definitely certain essential elements, and if a
person comes from a completely different musical background it can make
communication difficult. At the same time you do strive to bring in
diverse elements that complement your vision in ways you might not have
foreseen. I think the addition of Adam on bass has helped us in that
regard.
(Q)The first thing I noticed when looking at the cover of Zauberer
was the fantasy style artwork, what can you tell us about this and the
artist behind it?
Adam- This album had been created before I joined the band, but
coincidentally I had Dave Ache create an album cover for me in a
previous band. I was extremely pleased with his work then, his work
with Scribes, and I am sure we will be working with him again.
Dan-We told him over about 5 different phone conversations that we
wanted "scary monk looking dudes in robes convening around some sort of
citadel/post apocalyptic Chinese restaurant with dead mythical birds
hanging in the window". The fact that he came as close as he did is
pretty impressive to me.
(Q)It has already been commented in a review of Zauberer by Jersey
Beat's Quiet Corner that Scribes of Fire offer "Intelligent headbanging
rather than just the usual girls and drugs so many metal bands are
these days". With the music industry as competitive as it is,
especially in the time of the international credit crunch, how
important do you think it is for bands to sound fresh to listeners?
Phil-I do think it is important to have a unique sound these days
due to the abundance of music that is available at your fingertips. I
sometimes wonder how much control I really have over the material we
write...I just pray to the riff gods and hope for a good season.
Dan-Music should evolve and get more and more complex as time goes
on. But complexity doesen't just manifest as weird time signatures and
unorthodox scales, it's also about boiling down multiple, often
seemingly antithetical elements that you can boil down to one common
denominator, and I think that is what we are really trying to do. More
than anything these days, you HAVE to be original, stand out. I've
played with so many bands over the years who may as well just be
Megadeth or Iron Maiden, which never made sense to me because Megadeth
and Maiden released many perfectly good albums in that style, and we as
musicians should build on these things, reinterpret them, not just copy
them.
(Q)Having read your lyrics and taken note of the length of your
songs it seems that you have elected to give each of your songs an
individual epic feel, some of which can be linked to the works of such
writers as Thomas Mann. What are your thoughts on this?
Phil-Usually a song starts with just a couple of seeds weather they
be riffs or concepts, which then through the course of the writing
progress takes on their form. I think the combination of BIG riffs and
interesting concepts naturally make for epic music, and I like to think
that each song really does paint its own unique picture, but basically
we just try to make music that we would listen to.
Ben-You know I've never actually read Thomas Mann (my mom gave me
Death in Venice years ago but I never got around to reading it.) But
there are certainly many literary references in the lyrics. Nietzsche
and Plato are big ones (I'm currently working on my PHD in philosophy
from the CUNY Graduate Center.) Also the title "We Can Build You" is
taken from a Philip K. Dick novel and the lyrics include a long
quotation from Goethe's Faust. Some of our new stuff channels Alan
Moore and J.K. Huysmans. Ship of Fools was inspired by a Bosch painting
of the same name. I feel rock and roll has lost its intellectual
credibility to a large degree, but it still can have a future as a
relevant art form that cultural critics need to pay attention to. Also
I think any kind of literature, poetry or lyrics is more interesting
when there are all sorts of clues littered around that the audience
must piece together to get the full meaning of the work. The literary
references are signposts in this way.
Each song is a unique
construction. We've never said, "let's write another one that sounds
like that one." It's important to us that each song presents a complete
musical idea. But its funny, every time we start a new one we say "this
one's not gonna be an epic, it'll be our three minute single" but once
we've fleshed out the idea its a seven minute epic. It just happens
that way.
(Q)Outside of the world of music who do you have the most admiration for and why?
Castro-People who run restaurants. I work at one and now that I know
what its like to be on the service side of things, its a lot of hard
work which deserves a lot of respect. It is an art in itself and it is
all about making everyone as happy as can be. Selflessness is the key.
Phil-The Ancient Mariners who set sail into the unknown...balls of steel.
(Q)You recently announced you are going to start performing live
again after a break of about four months, what can your fans expect?
Ben-A very new and improved band. Adding Castro to the fold has
filled out our sound in ways we couldn't have imagined. We are an
unstoppable juggernaut now and the new material is our best yet.
Dan-Yes, he has a pedal called "English Muffin" which increases our devastation factor by at least 200%.
(Q)In ten words or less, how would you define the personality of Scribes of Fire when performing on stage?
Ben-A paroxysm of normally reticent individuals transformed into sonic warriors.
Dan-Yea that, or, four loosers from Brooklyn.
Adam-Bipolar
Phil-True to the music
(Q)What was the last film you watched, and would it be one which you would recommend?
Adam-Monty Python and The Holy Grail. It is a classic so there is
not much for me to say honestly. If you have not seen or heard of it,
do so. Everyone loves a good laugh.
Phil-Viva la Bang...must see...the last scene features a couple having sex in a kiddy pool full of spaghetti...



http://www.myspace.com/firestorm_media


Wednesday, January 21, 2009 

Current mood:  busy
Category: Writing and Poetry







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ZAUBERER lyrics!

Hey everyone. I thought I'd re-post the lyrics for Zauberer, since the original post is no longer on the front page. Enjoy!
                                    -Ben
All lyrics by Ben Abelson except "Pink Lagoon" by Ben Abelson and Phil Salvagione
©2008






Ship of Fools


Engage!
Broken signal
Corpus callosum cut
We don't care
Caked in sugar, rotten fruit
Bite into what the vine will bear

Innocent, idiot
Wounded stranger with poor eyesight

Priest and pervert joined in song
Holding court
Killing time
Fit to father one or two worthless fools
What the bow will bear

Innocent, idiot
Wounded strangers with poor eyesight
Over-burdened, over-bored
Come ashore to infect the night

Chorus
Another season insane
Sail us away 'cuz we can't be contained here
Oh, what a wonderful dream
Bedlam for them
For us a moment of peace
Taking, making away
Breaking, razing the faith

North star
I can only make it so far on my own
I need you to carry me home
Daylight
I'll be gone and out on distant tides
Don't fear, I'll be back again some night
My dear, I didn't make the first thing clear
I am never really here

Living for the noble lie
Knowing well the sun must rise
It must rise

Fit to father one or two hopeless fools
What the bow will bear
Innocent, idiot
Wounded strangers with poor eyesight

(chorus)



















We Can Build You





Awake with a shudder





Mimetic brother





Flick on your sensations





Your programmed intention





The fruit of our genius





You will redeem us





Original innocent





Wrought from a cleaner love












Genially holding out its hand





'What's your name?'





God's is a cold and frightening game





Learn to play





We can build you












Procreation has gone out of fashion





We'll simulate sentience according to preference





The next incarnation will be our perfection





The proof of our progress away from the filthy ground












Genially holding out its hand





'What's your name?'





Caught in its warm and honest gaze





We're not safe, no





Genially holding out its hand





'What's your name?'





God's is a cold and frightening game





Learn to play





Or to pray












"The tender point from which life used to slide





The gentle force that issued from inside





And took and gave first to become existent





Then to absorb the near and then the distant





That is divested of its ancient rank





As if animals still like that kind of prank.





The human race with his gifts must win





Henceforth, a purer, nobler, origin."*












Calm coated, powered by the sun





Auhentic, just apply the formal cause





Strong, silent, loyal as a dog





Non-violent 'til there's only room for one












Simulacrum of man is forged





Face humunculean swarm





'My name is war!'





We can build you





We can











*Faust. Johann Wolfgang von Goethe. Transl. Walter Kaufmann. Anchor Books, 1990.



















Distance












Let the shaking mask the guile





Teasing with that snake-toothed smile





Know when to laugh and when to groan





And when to move on all alone





The eyes that speak, they whisper pain





That follows us like the rain





We've wandered, we've hunted, we've buried the bones





But always behind us is where we are from





Where we'll return to lift the axe again












All signs point low





Eating through the world we grow





And duel with sorrow












The distance we've come





Now all of us know there's a place to be found












What it brings, it brings in waves





Brings it back behind the stage





Where figure and gesture are no less perceived





At every moment advantage to steal





For Eris knows our love is never free












All signs point low





Burning through the world we grow





And duel with sorrow












The distance we've come





Now all of us know there's a place to be found





And know wherever we fall





We'll see that below there's a ways to go down to you












The road is heavy





The sky has slowed





With clouds of stone












Speeding closer to the wall


























Pink Lagoon












You left it out to boil in the sun





You left them out





Now watch 'em goin' down





You left it out to boil in the sun





You threw it up





Now watch it goin' down





The urge to say more





The cup spilling over now





Yet reckless we pour





Until we drown












Head on down that country road





Where all the twisted bodies stroll down












Chorus





No container





There is danger





Vengeful hides will take more life












You left it out to boil in the sun





You left it out





Now watch it goin' down





The sick denouement of sludge boiling over now





So desperate we run for higher ground












Head on down that country road





Where all the mutant zombies grow





A legacy already sold





They'll swim that sea of blood and bone












(chorus)











There is no way to get out





This wound will never be repaired for everyone must have their share












Rancid pool of death is spreading wider



















Demon Dust (Der Zauberer spricht)












Wait until the end





The final sun descends





Revealing me





For now I've found my place





Pass behind the fire





Projecting your desires





For I invent the lie you tell yourself





Layer the denial





Crack a porcelain smile





All to feel your time wasn't wasted












Spreading demon dust over all I touch





Praise the locust born





Weild the storm to smash the forms












The pictures on your wall





A thousand false idols





You've learned to think you've known so long, so well





Forgerer's design





Your duty to admire





All to feel your time wasn't wasted












Spreading demon dust over all I touch





Praise the locust born





Weild the storm to smash the forms





Preaching carnal lust just to make you blush





Bear this crown of gore and leave you craving more












Green glow, beat slow, sad note, sideshow












Sophist, Zauberer, malicious deceiver





Conjuring phantasmic illusions





Intoxicated revelation





Go to sleep, love





Go to sleep












Praise the good, you know I should





But there are so many things to sell you





Wear this mask of gloom to hide my smiling face, yeah





Ridin' the echo





Defile the lame





Cursin' that old greek ghost who said that it was fake












So harmful





Painter





Walk with the dead





Yellow and Red





Faithfully led












Imitate this imitation





Imitate

Currently reading:
Spinoza and Spinozism
By Stuart Hampshire
Sunday, December 14, 2008 

Current mood:  adventurous
Category: News and Politics
Because we found an awesome one, an Old friend from Latin America named Castro.

Really he's from Brooklyn and named Adam Castro, but it sounds much cooler if I say it the aforementioned way.

Anyway, he's a funky mother' with a mammoth fuzz tone and some real cool melodic Ideas. He brings an immediate chemistry with Philly Salvagione from their time together in "We Are The Music Makers".

So far he is picking up our ultra-super complex swedish-calculus riffs with a great deal of Ease, and we are delighted to be working with him. You can catch the new lineup next week @ Olive's in Nyack, NY-A great space with delicious food(a great deal of entrees for the vegetarian/vegan as well). We've played there before and the sound was superb...and you know we are going to seriously annihilate after not having been played in FOUR MONTHS! Definitely won't want to miss this one...

Oh yeah, and we got pictures, son!

Peace, Love and Light,
Scribes
Currently listening:
Dead Again
By Type O Negative
Release date: 2007-03-13
Thursday, December 11, 2008 

Current mood:  awake
Hey everyone. We've posted 2 songs at www.twogroove.com Please go listen to and rate them. If we get enough of hits and positive ratings, then Twogrooves will feature us and suggest us to record companies. Thanks.  -Scribes
Currently listening:
Hoarse
By 16 Horsepower
Release date: 2001-06-12
Friday, October 17, 2008 

Category: Music
Big change in the past month-

    After 2 years of awesome rock creation, we have mutually decided to part ways with our bass player, Mike Delfino. It has been an awesome two years, and the seperation is quite amicable. While we will remain friends and musical brethren, a conflict of artistic and personal interests finally reached it's boiling point, and it is best that we part ways. We wish him all the peace, love and light on his journey and will update you on his future projects.

But, the Scribes goes on, and we need a bass player. We will be accepting all interested in the position. Some things we'd like to see:

-Touring Experience
-Promotional Experience
-Don't Suck!
-Listen to some or all of the following bands:Soundgarden, Mastodon, -Meshuggah, Isis, High On Fire, King Crimson, Tool...
-Ability to play in odd time signatures/polyrhythmic phrases(or willingness to learn)
-Don't Suck at your instrument
-Able to rehearse 2/3 times per week
-Some sort of steady income
-Please do not respond if you suck!

Let us know if you or anyone you know is interested.
Thanks!

-Scribes

Currently listening:
Oceanic
By Isis
Release date: 2002-09-17
Thursday, September 25, 2008 
Zauberer got reviewed in the Jersey Beat's "Quiet Corner.   

http://www.jerseybeat.com/quietcorner.html

Scroll down a ways to see it.

PEACE
Currently listening:
Ksa
Release date: 2007-10-02
Saturday, July 19, 2008 

Category: Travel and Places

         The road is heavy. We've been having a blast so far, rocking in Phiadelphia, Washington D.C., and Fayetville, NC. The response from everyone at the shows has been overwhelming. Thank you all for your support. Special thanks to the venues: The Fire, Velvet Lounge, and the motherfuckin' Rock Shop. And much much love to all the bands we've played with who have showed us such kindness, respect and comraderie. It's seeing all you guys out there doing what we are and looking out for each other that renews our rock and roll spirit. Imbala, King Giant, the mighy Ol' Scratch, Fixer, Blameshift, Rott Gutt Likker, Shiragirl. We wish you all a safe and productive journey as you travel your various directions and we look greatly forward to playing with you again. Now we look toward the rest of the tour. Asheville on Sunday and then the turn to the western frontier: St. Louis, Whitewater, Indianapolis, and Akron. We've taken a bunch of video so far, and there has already been tons of hilarity we will share with you all when we get back. Peace and Rock.

                                               -Scribes

  

Currently listening:
Down II: A Bustle in Your Hedgerow
By Down
Release date: 2002-03-26
Sunday, July 06, 2008 

Current mood:  animated
Category: Writing and Poetry
Hey everyone. i thought I'd post the lyrics for our forthcoming album Zauberer (due 7/14) in advance. Enjoy!
                                    -Ben
All lyrics by Ben Abelson except "Pink Lagoon" by Ben Abelson and Phil Salvagione
©2008


Ship of Fools




Engage!

Broken signal

Corpus callosum cut

We don't care

Caked in sugar, rotten fruit

Bite into what the vine will bear

Innocent, idiot

Wounded stranger with poor eyesight




Priest and pervert joined in song

Holding court

Killing time

Fit to father one or two worthless fools

What the bow will bear

Innocent, idiot

Wounded strangers with poor eyesight

Over-burdened, over-bored

Come ashore to infect the night




Chorus

Another season insane

Sail us away 'cuz we can't be contained here

Oh, what a wonderful dream

Bedlam for them

For us a moment of peace




Taking, making away

Breaking, razing the faith




 

North star

I can only make it so far on my own

I need you to carry me home

Daylight

I'll be gone and out on distant tides

Don't fear, I'll be back again some night

My dear, I didn't make the first thing clear

I am never really here




Living for the noble lie

Knowing well the sun must rise

It must rise




Fit to father one or two hopeless fools

What the bow will bear

Innocent, idiot

Wounded strangers with poor eyesight

(chorus)







We Can Build You

Awake with a shudder

Mimetic brother

Flick on your sensations

Your programmed intention

The fruit of our genius

You will redeem us

Original innocent

Wrought from a cleaner love




Genially holding out its hand

'What's your name?'

God's is a cold and frightening game

Learn to play

We can build you




Procreation has gone out of fashion

We'll simulate sentience according to preference

The next incarnation will be our perfection

The proof of our progress away from the filthy ground




Genially holding out its hand

'What's your name?'

Caught in its warm and honest gaze

We're not safe, no

Genially holding out its hand

'What's your name?'

God's is a cold and frightening game

Learn to play

Or to pray




"The tender point from which life used to slide

The gentle force that issued from inside

And took and gave first to become existent

Then to absorb the near and then the distant

That is divested of its ancient rank

As if animals still like that kind of prank.

The human race with his gifts must win

Henceforth, a purer, nobler, origin."*




Calm coated, powered by the sun

Auhentic, just apply the formal cause

Strong, silent, loyal as a dog

Non-violent 'til there's only room for one




Simulacrum of man is forged

Face humunculean swarm

'My name is war!'

We can build you

We can



*Faust. Johann Wolfgang von Goethe. Transl. Walter Kaufmann. Anchor Books, 1990.







Distance




Let the shaking mask the guile

Teasing with that snake-toothed smile

Know when to laugh and when to groan

And when to move on all alone

The eyes that speak, they whisper pain

That follows us like the rain

We've wandered, we've hunted, we've buried the bones

But always behind us is where we are from

Where we'll return to lift the axe again




All signs point low

Eating through the world we grow

And duel with sorrow




The distance we've come

Now all of us know there's a place to be found




What it brings, it brings in waves

Brings it back behind the stage

Where figure and gesture are no less perceived

At every moment advantage to steal

For Eris knows our love is never free




All signs point low

Burning through the world we grow

And duel with sorrow




The distance we've come

Now all of us know there's a place to be found

And know wherever we fall

We'll see that below there's a ways to go down to you




The road is heavy

The sky has slowed

With clouds of stone




Speeding closer to the wall










Pink Lagoon




You left it out to boil in the sun

You left them out

Now watch 'em goin' down

You left it out to boil in the sun

You threw it up

Now watch it goin' down

The urge to say more

The cup spilling over now

Yet reckless we pour

Until we drown




Head on down that country road

Where all the twisted bodies stroll down




Chorus

No container

There is danger

Vengeful hides will take more life




You left it out to boil in the sun

You left it out

Now watch it goin' down

The sick denouement of sludge boiling over now

So desperate we run for higher ground




Head on down that country road

Where all the mutant zombies grow

A legacy already sold

They'll swim that sea of blood and bone




(chorus)



There is no way to get out

This wound will never be repaired for everyone must have their share




Rancid pool of death is spreading wider







Demon Dust (Der Zauberer spricht)




Wait until the end

The final sun descends

Revealing me

For now I've found my place

Pass behind the fire

Projecting your desires

For I invent the lie you tell yourself

Layer the denial

Crack a porcelain smile

All to feel your time wasn't wasted




Spreading demon dust over all I touch

Praise the locust born

Weild the storm to smash the forms




The pictures on your wall

A thousand false idols

You've learned to think you've known so long, so well

Forgerer's design

Your duty to admire

All to feel your time wasn't wasted




Spreading demon dust over all I touch

Praise the locust born

Weild the storm to smash the forms

Preaching carnal lust just to make you blush

Bear this crown of gore and leave you craving more




Green glow, beat slow, sad note, sideshow




Sophist, Zauberer, malicious deceiver

Conjuring phantasmic illusions

Intoxicated revelation

Go to sleep, love

Go to sleep




Praise the good, you know I should

But there are so many things to sell you

Wear this mask of gloom to hide my smiling face, yeah

Ridin' the echo

Defile the lame

Cursin' that old greek ghost who said that it was fake




So harmful

Painter

Walk with the dead

Yellow and Red

Faithfully led




Imitate this imitation

Imitate