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AENTENNA

by Herzeloyde

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Loved (Lost) 01:51
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Our Loss 04:41
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Lazarus 02:40
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Injured 03:19
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Bills 03:27
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Sleepthugged 02:01
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Thrashstep 02:45
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Becomer 02:54
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Epiphany 03:43
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Serious Slap 03:14
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Mantra 04:07
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Born Again 04:11

about

Though I’ve never engaged in the practice of writing down my thoughts in a physical diary, I’ve come to deeply appreciate the concept. I find it interesting that so many have done this for so long, and found such great value in doing so. It makes sense that putting your day onto the page could result in relief and healing. It seems that externalizing our thoughts and emotions is a way for us to give ourselves permission to stop holding them inside us. And if we’re letting go of trauma and stress, then we can know that the practice is healthy.

When I was young, my mum shared a concept with me that she found interesting and it resonated with my little kid mind. She spoke of the hair that we grow on our head being an antenna. She described how there could be more awareness and connection to the world around us with more hair. This idea has never left me and has only gotten deeper and more profound. With hairs reaching out into the world and feeling things, we’re bound to be more in tune. Hairs are literally extensions of our form and there seems to be a hot spot near our brain. I wonder what waves and signals are possibly being received.

I treat my digital audio workstation as my journal. I find infinite value in the process of externalizing my thoughts and feelings. It’s always been natural to express through sounds in an abstract way. Although I do love words and speaking, I cannot deny my allegiance to the realms of tone and rhythm. All words in English are not possible to be spoken without tone and rhythm anyway. So this leaves me with the conclusion that sound is the prior language: English is a less capable, more limited form of communication. This idea aligns with my actual experience. My whole life I’ve been more attracted to instrumental music over lyrical content. Chords, melodies and beats will forever be overpowered in their ability to share stories and deliver messages of all shapes, sizes and colors. The subtlest whisper, The grossest exclamation, The simplest statement, The most complex idea, anywhere and everywhere in your mind and your heart is possible to be communicated with sound.

How weird is it that different mediums exist. Like how can we have art in a still, stationary form like a painting or sculpture, but also be able to express with mediums seemingly bound to time like a song or a film? But even looking at a painting… we feel our feelings in time… I think? A song doesn’t exist unless you play it? This topic is a bitch. I’m using arbitrary language as everyone else always does anyway so nothing matters. Words can’t do the paradoxes of life justice. What am I doing, I should just go make a beat. Somehow, me sitting in a quiet room clicking a computer mouse for a few hours feels like me pouring my heart into a cake tin.

Then it’s also weird to think about sharing your journal entries with the world. For many people I’m sure it’s a private process that's just for them and their personal growth only. For me it’s something I want to share. I’ve definitely benefited from others sharing their externalized thoughts and feelings, in whatever medium they use. I’m not sure where private stops and public begins. Aren't we all part of the same family here? Don’t we all kinda have the same experiences? Sure there’s countless differences on the surface but underneath… don’t we all just want love? My intuition says yes and so maybe I should stop being hesitant and just share. I’m not sure where art stops and therapy begins…

These songs are very charged up for me. I do feel vulnerable letting people listen to where I need to go in the soundscape. So much processing of emotion takes place in constructing my tracks. I brought up the ‘hair is an antenna’ thing in a recent chat with my brother. He added an interesting thought about memory. Our hair is growing longer all the time and it could be holding our memories. If you have long hair, then that is more history held with you physically. It makes sense. Our skin sheds so we get an updated fresh body with no old memories. But our hair just stays there if we don’t cut it. Think about the tip of your hair, the furthest point from your scalp: when that tip was just freshly pushing out of your head, what were you doing? Imagine zooming way way in to see the hair pushing out of your scalp. If you zoomed in enough it would look like it’s moving fast! And every experience you're having each second and each day, must correspond to an exact point on that hair. Like it’s marked down on record. I wouldn’t be surprised if our hairs literally have some insane databases etched into them…

These sounds reflect my journey and I think they reflect your journey too. They may have been clicked into the DAW by a form we call Reyjah, but that doesn’t make him own them. They are yours and everyone’s. We all inspire each other and I wouldn’t have found this if it wasn’t for the context I’m in. I’m just like you: I’m a limited being with 1 pair of eyes and a unique narrative I must live.

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released February 16, 2024

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