Candice Night – Last Goodbye – Frozen Fantasy

 

In the spring, Candice Night released a beautiful and highly artistic CD called Sea Glass. Sea glass. A very fantasy-like musical theme. Many songs with emotion and depth. About everything around us. About walking among graves. About the beach and shells. About life's events. Such an all-encompassing fantasy CD. Like the lore of a druid from a fantasy magical video game.

One of the opening songs on the CD is "Last Goodbye." There's also a music video for the song. A beautiful video. With images, like an artist's drawings. In light and bright tones. Cool tones. Blue. Ice. A freezing vegetable garden. A lake. Icy. I'm imagining it from memory. Something like that. For me, it's quite fantasy-like. City and fantasy.

The song itself is about relationships. The singer explained this in an interview. But here I want to move on to my musical perception of this CD. And this song in particular. This moment has arrived. A moment of ice. And frost. It's almost winter outside. Late autumn. The second half of autumn. Black trees. A bright day. Darkening quickly. The leaves are almost gone. Or they're dark orange. As if frozen.

Or maybe it's already the beginning of winter. Ice outside. And snow. Not so thick. Just a little. Black earth and a few magical dots of snow. And ice. Instead of a puddle, there's already ice. Everything is frozen. An icy lake. The world is getting colder. Light blue. This is the color of the day. My artistic perception.

Something like gothic, a little wintry, a little autumnal, a gloomy look, perhaps. Or simply melancholic. Sad, maybe. Contemplative. Or a freezing look. Light blue. Like ice. Like late autumn. Or winter without snow, but with ice. Like the band Cure. But like the Renaissance and a song with a piano. Very profound music. Sarah Brightman writes music like this. Maybe someone else. But I don't know yet.

Slow. Atmospheric introduction. With piano. And a slight rustle of wind or branches. Like cold air or wind in your head. We come from different worlds. It's like fantasy and real worlds. Some kind of battles. But everything turned against you. Such ash. But here there is ice and snow. Sooner or later you will face it. A frozen world.

A world of such icy peace. This autumn-winter era will last a long time. I want to turn the page. But this era is frozen. For many months to come. You are like a character in a fantasy story. You don't remember. Memory has stopped. Time has frozen. Everything has turned to ice. I am frozen in time and cannot move.

Such a touching and lyrical fantasy song. With piano. Black and white keys. Some other musical instruments. Violins or synthesizers. The stars stop shining. The freezing, like the magic of an ice mage, continues to work. It's definitely a whole fantasy saga. Inside which, like in a book or a video game like Heroes of Might and Magic 3, 4, or Age of Miracles 2, the listener finds himself.

 

If only we could escape time! Can we? Can we really? And a lyrical, beautiful interlude plays. If we start all over again, then we'll find ourselves here again. This icy place is like a trap. A trap in time. Or a boat lost in the ocean. It took so long to understand. And I'm interested in everything. Miracles. And magic.

Or maybe this icy place. Already like the Approach to a town called Quiet Hill. Fog. You can still leave. Don't cross the bridge. Then you won't return. Goodbye. Farewell. Whisper.

Music listener. From time to time i like to listen to the music. And write about it.

Dima Link is making retro videogames, apps, a little of music, write stories, and some retro more.

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