alusion

Sound upgrade of a track produced by A-lusion in 2009.
New mixing, reversed bass and kicks.
Original version can be downloaded here: http://www.hardstyle.com/a-lusion/visual-perception/original-mix

This track is downloadable for free as a thank you for your support in 2012!
Copyright A-lusion / Scantraxx

This song was re-uploaded to the full DJ version. Because of this some of the comments have been moved and might be timed a bit strange now.

soundofboston.com
Album Review: Vic and the Crux- Alusión - Sound of Boston - Boston Music Blog
Victor-Andres Cruz feels that he has lived two different lives. Rather than make an album that reflects one of the two, Cruz attempted to capture both. In his EP Alusión, Cruz makes music that represents his unsettling move at the age of 12 from Colombia to the United States. The album’s seven tracks, three of …

Vic and the Crux’s new EP ‘Alusión’ takes us on the journey of two lives with deep soundscapes and distinct textures.” -Sound Of Boston

El viento de tu voz
sopla en el desierto
gratos efluvios
acarician mi faz

Por mi ser recorre
la mas excitante sensación
cada grieta mascullante
que se abre y se cierra 
me confunde, pero tambien
me aturde sin compasión

Es algo fuera de este mundo
porque, sin estar presente
puedo evocar su dulce vendaval
en todo momento y lugar
haciendo que pierda el control
por semejante mujer

— 

Deviantart

Taavi ja Artemi 3 nädal.

Esmaspäeval jätkasime Töötamist metalli ettevalmistusega ja kui saime aluse valmis mis läks masinasse siis näidati metalli kuumutamist ja kuju muutmist.
Teisipäeval magasime alguses sisse aga jõudsime lõppuks ilusti tööle. Meid viidi laborisse kus näidati metallide struktuuri ja saime mikroskoobiga uurida asju lähemalt, juhendajal oli patarei mille koodi oli raske näha ja ta näitas meile seda läbi mikroskoobi, mina (Taavi) sain sellega oma juuksekarva uurida lähemalt, väga huvitav oli.

 Peale lõunat läksime mehaanilisse laborisse kus näidati tensile testi.
Kolmapäeval toimus metalli lahuse põletamine samuti näidati testi mida tehakse minimaalselt 24 tundi et testida metalli vastupidavust aja jooksul.

Neljapäev läksime uude töökohta Trnecka železarne, selles firmas tegeletakse metalli torude tegemisega. Esimene päev näidati meile ringi, väga suur ettevõte. Räägiti ka tööohutuse reeglid üle.

Reede olime juba töö riietes, tegime sarnast testi nagu VUHZ-is (Tensile), samuti vaatasime lähemalt protsetuuri metalli tükkist alates, kuni metllist valmis toru rekkale laadimiseni.

laupäeval käisime teedmajas teed joomas, pidime ka mäele minema aga see kahjuks jäi ära
Pühapäeval käisime jälle bowlingus, väga hea setskonnaga.
 

Mida teha Istanbulis?

Istanbul on ainuke linn maailmas, mis asub korraga kahel kontinendil – Euroopas ja Aasias. Kindlasti tasub sinna reisides käia ära mõlemal poolel :) Järgnevalt panen kirja kohad, mida mina kahe päevaga külastasin.

  • Süleymaniye mošee (tasuta)
  • A Kapısı Cafe  - imeline vaade!
  • Galata sillalt üle kõndides saab samuti kaunist vaadet nautida.
  • Galata torn (25 TRY) Tornist on imeline 360 kraadine vaade Istanbulile.
  • Jalutasime ja käisime söömas  İstiklal Taksimis
  • Praamisõit Kabataş’i
  • Üsküdar (vaatasime Maiden'i torni väljast) 
  • Ortaköy mošee
  • Bebek rajoonis on palju kauneid kohvirkuid ja restorane
  • Aşiyan Asri surnuaed
  • Grand basaar  on ideaalne koht kõikvõimalike suveniiride ostmiseks.
  • Spice basaaris saab osta erinevaid vürtse ja kohalikke maiustusi
  • Topkapi mošee (30 TRY)
  • Hagia Sophia (30 TRY)
  • Sultanahmet’i mošee (tasuta)
  • Maa-alused tsisternid (Basilica Cistern) (20TRY)
  • Dolmabahçe Palee (30 TRY)

Ortaköy’l kumpiri söömas. Natukene pärast pildi tegemist nägime eemal ka delfiine!

Vaade  A Kapısı Cafe terrassilt.

Kaunis vaade Galata tornist.

Mošeede ees on sellised teavitustahvlid väga tavalised :)

Sitting around waiting to see what I thought wasn’t there yet, dreaming of the ideal and longing for the past’s tender memories. I unfolded what my mind always told me to fear, I listened to the voice my ears insisted on neglecting. I acknowledged the face I dared not to look, and I embraced the truth awaiting. These songs came at a most vulnerable moment; when I ceased to resist the inevitable, when my hand was no longer holding onto anything, when nothingness was the only thing lingering in my mind. From that point forth, observing, questioning, reflecting, and trusting became the path to follow.

As a child I left a place of origin I was told to identify as home, and for countless years ahead I embarked on the never ending task of dressing myself up with layers upon layers of the things I thought would reflect “home” and define myself. I sought refuge in symbols and language, in musical expressions and traditions, in objects and customs, in musical instruments and songs. In culture, or what the world imposed on me as culture. Collecting all of it and placing every single thing on a pedestal before me. This pedestal over time became large, dense, heavy, indescribable, unconscious. I became oblivious to my surroundings, to my reality; everything beyond it I could not see, or I refused to see. My view was limited, many things became invisible. And the idea of what I had always known to be home was diluted and overclouded by uncertainty.

Throughout this relentless effort to define myself, I realized I had to stop trying to identify with everything I held dear and the truths these things represented. And instead, manifest my own truth, my own voice through all of these experiences, past and present. And so, everything thereafter was no longer an icon to worship, but rather part of the foundation, part of the solid ground to manifest my personal history, to defy identity and free my voice to start my own dialogue with the world.

This music is the crux of what my story has been thus far, it is an allusion to the worlds that wrought me. The movement which continues not as a forward line but as a spiral, constantly rotating around the same place of origin, growing and changing as it moves. Because in the end we are just like the water–it can solidify, liquify or evaporate, but the essence always remains the same. Like the tree–exposed to its surroundings, but not defined by them. The core within holds the truth, the seed to be sowed; it is free to be carried by the wind–wherever it may go.

This is my story… Thank you for the chance!

Vic.