Hola!

CANNIBAL EYES es la canción elegida como demo del mes de septiembre en la revista del tambor referente en lengua castellana.

La reseña incluye perlas como:
"Cannibal Eyes contiene interesantes patrones de batería, juega con métricas y curiosos fraseos, y la originalidad de la pieza permite realizar cierto viaje de texturas que resulta muy ameno"

En el CD de la revista aparece el tema con el que abrimos nuestro 1ºEP de forma integra, en la pista nº33, después de ejercicios y rudimentos varios y la canción "American Idiot" de Green Day. No sabemos la tirada exacta de la revista pero supera con creces las 1000 copias que sacamos en enero y la verdad es que nos ha hecho mucha ilusión.

Desde After Many Days queremos agradecer a Raúl García por su dedicación y entrega.
Te lo mereces!

Aquí el articulo completo:
Batería Total - Nº119


Podéis adquirir la revista con el correspondiente CD en vuestro kiosko más cercano, pero rápido que ya no quedan!!

Un abrazo!
Ben.AMD

Hola!

We are back to myspace. We don't use this blog usually but now we have something big to say: WE ARE FINALLY MIXING OUR 2ºEP!!!

We call it "Fake Hype" and plan to release it in December 2009. But you will be able to listen to the new songs a lot before here and through other social networks (Facebook, iLike, Last.Fm, etc.).

Part of the tracklist:
- Ballroom Murder Club (feat. Fermin-Greyhounds & DJ Lukinox)
- Jealousy Glass
- Un Soupir Etranglé
- Nightmares Everywhere (feat. Fermin-Greyhounds)
- Jivea (feat. Alex-Vespertine)
and more...

Outstanding music for defying souls.
Ben

Cannibal Eyes

Take care! Shut up your mouth.
Motherfucker! Are you kidding me?
Break yourself! You'll be out of time.
Fuck you! End your life for now.
Free me! Are you going to fight?
Abuser! Will you cry again?
Liar! Relief for your pain.
Loser! Will you risk the game?
Now respect my culture, now respect my option, friends.
Now respect my nature. I will see you.
Comfort me with your hate.
To me, tell me what you see now.

These words could turn me off, they could have killed a man.
On the slightest, heartiest level of this reference
made of misunderstood fears,
blackened memories turned into agonies
in a liquid kind of living,
hard to take in, completely failed.

Why would you pay me attention now that I try to change my temper?
How would I give up? All I know ends in the glance of your eyes, in your temper.

Our plans were working out, so we tried them,
on the edge of our lives.
Face a rhythm, it's our way to feel alive.
And then, obviously we change again
and brother we normally get all of our dreams,
craziest things, realized in a short period of time.

Why would you pay me attention now that I try to change my temper?
How would I give up? All I know ends in the glance of your eyes, in your temper.

Change, change my temper, stranger to myself, change my temper.
Change, change my temper, stranger to myself, change, change.

It's too late and we're sorry for this time, so bad.
Handle hard my boring glory.
Hold the difference of my story, hell in sequence.
All the lessons are received.
All the questions have been saved.
Own their demon fantasies, I will try them till their deep end.
That won't tie me up. I will try this out.
Tight and close, trap me down.
No charge for living a tougher shape of existence.
Tie me up or try me out.
Tie me up and feel the taste of experience.
Consciously try me out and feel the gap under yourself.
Why would I jump and fall to a certain death
if I'm dying everyday, as I change!

Change, change my temper, stranger to my...
Change, change my temper, stranger to myself!

Take my time! Change all of my life!
Take my past! Change all my life!
Try!

Someone? Is there something?
I'd be better if there were someone else.
I mean traveling on the globe around.
I'd be better if you would believe it.

But it's not what you figured.
Yes, it's not. What you see isn't what it seems,
because it's not why you changed dying everyday.
What you see is not what it seems!


The Logical Conclusion (of a life full of lies)

Will it come? At dawn, if you stand around,
I'll pretend I'm dying. Will you figure why?
And you keep, keep on pretending
that you're living on a single lie.
Play me, say you love this.
Fool, I'm trusting every single smile.

And our days of spring were just happening in summer.
And so many days end in winter.

Will you tell me your secrets if I come around?
Your discretion wasn't smiling. Will I figure why?
And this pain is awfully bleeding.
Am I living in a special way?
Play me, say you know me because I'm loving every single doubt.

So many days, in so many ways, far, I'm sure this won't fade away.

I'm searching you in the middle of all these avenues,
in the middle of all these enemies,
in the middle of all these animals, surrounding me.
Dropped down to little, I try to find the little fragments
of your life into fragments of my own.
Fall in pieces into gravity, my gravity.

So many days, in so many ways, far, I'm sure this won't fade away.

All it takes is to put a lot of it.
No defense for my arguments.
No offence to our points of view.
All it takes, it’s a ray of light.
All it takes in so many days is to try, after many days.
In a trance, take a chance in a mess, after many days.

And our days of spring were just happening in summer.
And so many ways end in winter.


I Could Burn Your House

Is it a bit too hard to define?
Is it about your life, your death or something else?
It is a beat in your mind, small, irrelevant...
Is it about human kind?
Free, because I won't tell you lies.
Free, because I won't let you lie.
Free, because you won't let me die.
You're free, you're fucking free.
And then you said another lie. I could burn your house.
If you find myself on fire, would you save my life?

Mes pieds suivent les traces d'un sale quart d'heure en puissance.
J'écris ça la classe, suffisante jouissance.
J'aime analyser la basse et ses nuisances,
grasse, sale présence
dans la salle où tous dancent,
dans la place où tous pensent
contrôler leur vie même en trance,
annulés ainsi dès la plus tendre enfance,
adulés saisis par la consommation.
J'ai pris connaissance: choisis bien tes passions!

Find your way! Find your way!
Write your law! Make your day!
Way!
Find your way! Try your way!
Play your way! Find your way!

Chronic, automatic, under panic,
warning, a threat is emerging.
But you won't see me running,
we're not that mechanical,
neither romantic ghosts on a hush.
See my beat is a prophecy,
your system a conspiracy,
what it means to me is glossy shit we buy to shine and be.
Will that make us free?

Way, find your way!
You're hiding a treasure.

See my beat is a prophecy,
your system a conspiracy,
what it means to me is glossy shit we buy to shine and be.
Will that make us free?

Find your way!

Hello world!

We have just released our Myspace Layout.
This one is 90% operative.

We tryed to make it look like the artwork of our 1st E.P. that will be released in the next weeks.


AMD - Looking for a tempo.