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Big Ideas Dare Imagination

by Astrosoniq

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King 07:38
King Black are the days Without meaning no shame Gray are the nights When man is a slave Borrowed time A modern mind Stabbing our sheep Lost in time I can't tell you no lies You drain the other As they silently agree! One man, two slaves Refute the other man's grave I am king I am king I am King One man, two slaves Refute the other man's grave I am king I am king I am king A shadow enslaves Without grieve nor shame A silent stance Beyond flash 'n pain Stand alone What have you done? Fear nor shame Being long gone I can't tell you no lies One man, two slaves Refute the other man's grave I am king I am king I am King One man, two slaves Refute the other man's grave I am king I am king I am king No shame, pain, no shame Lyrics by RJ van Gruijthuijzen
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THE GREAT ESCAPE So many miles ahead (Can't hear the bell in my head) Maybe there will be a day When everything falls in place Find me a way for my soul to be saved Will it be worth the wait Storm on the horizon My chariot awaits Pick me up and blast me far beyond the stars Straight through heaven's gates Eversince I was a boy I knew that I didn't belong It was there all the time in the back of my mind This side of space isn't mine You cannot hide from the world I tried it but it doesn't work Whenever you do It's coming for you It grabs you and drags you along I face the final frontier My chariot awaits Pick me up and blast me far beyond the stars Straight through heaven's gates Too many nameless faces Too many shades of grey So tired of all the voices Leading me astray I don't know what is waiting But I've been there before A leap of faith to elsewhere I'm on my way back home Lyrics by Rob Martin
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Mindless 04:04
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KEPPRA! 04:39
KEPPRA! I said it was God But you’re stuck with the truth Was it the beat that synchronized with another’s mess I saw this before And yet I swear That I will try will try That I will try more Wasting time I feel them Stare Remember the time There’s so much noise But I don’t think that I could stop you right now I want you to fall No I need to be calm Anxiety for what should be It’s sacred now Wasting time I feel them Scared I got something to say Before I leave The medication makes me so less alive And the hurt seems far Too far to attack me But they will try they will try to catch me now Wasting time I feel them Stare Lyrics by Joris Dirks
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Freezen 09:37
  Imperfection. It was just a word. But it meant so much more after, you know what, happened. Full of indignation. His head stuffed with morsels of old crack and an incurable ankle injury. The perfect recipe for alienation.  "Hahahaha! Why bother, dude?" he smirked and dropped his cigarette in his table mate's tea. He stood up, without saying another word, spat on the treshold and closed the door. Harder than that was necessary.   Once outside, he saw the guy.   "Hi, I am Marcel.”   He turned white.   For a second or two, he contemplated returning to the bar. It's sleaziness now strangely appealed to him. He know he couldn't. It would make no difference. They found him. Nothing to be done about.  ‘They can’t just get away too easy”, he hinted at the pool of swollen steel. The hour glass where angst recides.  'Fuck, and fuck.' he murmured. 'Fuck!', he repeated. This time, a bit louder. Eternity dawned upon the moment and took possession of the grimly parking lot. There he stood, minutes ago the intimidator. The guy stood tall, but at first sight not even threatening. Actually, he looked rather innocent and friendly. Harmless. A joke. But he knew better, after being addressed. His voice sturdy, not loud. Soothing, yet uncanny. 'So, then this was Marcel?', he thought. He'd imagined him a time traveller, not this much of an average, sophisticated hillbilly. He felt the urge to smirk, but nothing happened.  Infinity, the turns of the hour glass it wears the bottoms out their flasks. The grains are brittle as are their bones, and crackle when they kneel. Or bend over. ‘They can’s just get away to easy’, he hinted at the pool of swollen steel. The hour glass where angst recides.  He then tried to force a smirk. Nothing happened. He look Marcel in the eye and decided to have a look at his feet. But nothing happened. Time had frozen over. Or so it seemed at least. His body would not react to any brain impulses and he could do nothing more, but wander in his mind. Looking at the effective time traveller in front of him. Time traveller. Time stopper. Whatever the fucker was doing, it made him realize that this indeed was it. What he had always feared and even longer dreaded to visualize. Dates outdated, past passed. Pesticides. My Uncle Ian. Where would they take him. He dreams a dream,  the same old dream. Over and over. It goes around and comes around. And dreads. Unsung hymns spun inside his head. Insatiable. Unstoppable. Like the Walker.  Here he stood, now. In an immobile time continuum, looking at they guy he had secretly hoped was a myth.   Behind him, he heard to door to the tavern open and chatter filled the empty lot where he stood. Footsteps nearing. Laughter. The tinkering of a dropped can, the high heels of a hooker. Probably that hooker, with the fancy dress. Oh my, did she ever look out of place in that joint. He did eyeball her when he was still inside. Only for a couple of seconds, and then realised she would be the trouble he could do without. Trouble he'd gladly would have exchanged for the ordeal he was dealing with now.  It goes around and comes around. And dreads. Unsung hymns spun inside his head. Insatiable. Unstoppable. Remember the Walker.  So, time hadn't stopped then. It was just him. Him and the Marcel guy. The party of four, with the hooker somewhere in the middle walked straight towards the time traveller. Surely they'd have to swerve around him any step now. But they didn't. Nothing collided. The walked right through him. As through a ghost. As he wanted to shiver, or sigh, or yell some obscenities and knew that he could no longer control his body, just his anxious mind, Marcel started walking in his direction. Thirty feet. He walked slowly. Twenty.   His vision blurred, while the unlit parking lot turned bright yellow...  ...and filled up with great river mammals that seemed to be in labour. Marcel was now standing right in front of him. Marcel's casual appearance had changed. He now looked like someone to fear. And he was.    When the blade entered the flesh around his os coxae, it slid through it like it would have through warm stick of butter. He didn't feel any pain, but he heard the wedge scratch the bone as it ricocheted. His body gave way and he sank to the ground. The bastard had cut him. He had cut him deep! He regained control over his senses and muscles but was unable to stand up. The alleyways are not like they are now, and the wind no longer plays with tumbling rubbish paper, paper sacks and cans. It smothers all that’s left to vanish. ‘They can’s just get away to easy’, he hinted at the pool of swollen steel. The hour glass where angst recides.  He was no longer in the dim lit parking lot. He was somewhere where he had not been before.   Cramped. Degraded. Painful laughter. It grew wildly on the walls and in the dark niches of the cellar they had thrown him in. Crazed noises crept slowly, but steadily through the moulded walls. A roach. Famine. The thirst! Swallowing hurt. His eyes burning in their sockets and the pain in his head was excruciating. He grabbed for it and felt bolts on both his temples. Got up to his knees, tried to utter a word as he looked straight in Marcel's eyes. Eyes that kindly looked at him. Fatherly, almost.   'It will all be alright, my friend. The hurt will stop soon.' The voice balsamed his fears and it made him look forward to the end. 'Please', he whispered. 'Please.’  But Marcel was not kind. By Fred Händl

credits

released May 9, 2018

Ron van Herpen - Guitar, Bass
Marcel van de Vondervoort - Drums, Programming, Space

Featuring
RJ Gruijthijzen - Vocals, Bass
Rob Martin - Vocal
Fred van Bergen - Vocal
Joris Dirks - Vocal, Guitar Bass
Otto Kokke - Sax
Mark Watson - Narration
Peggy Meeussen - Vocal

Recorded, Mixed and Produced a Torture Garden by Marcel van de Vondervoort
Keppra Vocals, Guitar and Bass Recorded by Joris Dirks
Masteried at the Void by Pieter Kloos
Art by Willum Geerts

Vinyl version on black or clear available at www.van-records.de/product_info.php?products_id=3799

Astrosoniq Biography

Astrosoniq are a rock band from Oss, Netherlands.

The "Wizards of Oss" …exploring the ends of the rock universe since 1999 with their first studio album Son of A.P.Lady released in 2000.

Their music can be described as stoner rock with a very strong space rock flavor, and is characterized by heavy guitar riffs, funkadelic grooves and lengthy psychedelic instrumental soundscapes mixed with weird samples and spacey electronic sounds.

The band cites classic heavy rock artists such as Black Sabbath, Led Zeppelin, Hawkwind, Funkadelic, Thin Lizzy and KISS as their influences; without ever falling back into silly retro twaddle and boring revision exercises. Astrosoniq are always pushing the boundaries of rock, live and on their records. Their lyrics are often inspired by sci-fi, space travel and other fantastic adventures and form an essential part of the musical soundscape. Clips from old B-movies, Wonder Woman episodes and other sources are frequently incorporated with most continuing the themes of fantasy and space, but some discuss the music itself.

Live the band is a unique experience. Their heavy rocking soundscapes will show you all corners of the musical galaxy while making your ears hurt like real rock music should. Their shows are often accompanied by a VJ-show with psychedelic animations, liquid cassette projections and video clips from 50's and 60's sci-fi and adventure movies.

Their first album, Son of A.P. Lady was still very much a stoner rock album, though the band showed a lot more willingness to experiment and incorporate influences from various musical genres than most bands in this genre tend to do. The album ranged from the instant adrenaline rush of “Ego Booster” to the more lengthy heavy droning rocker called “Afterlife Rulers” and a spacey journey called “You Lose”.

Their second album Soundgrenade was released in 2002 and was a further excercise in creating Astrosoniq’s own unique brand of loud rock music. It contained even more psychedelic soundscapes than on the first album (“Aprodite’s Child” and “Daemonology” both over 10 minutes long), and musical influences ranging from the classic rock dinosaurs to heavy metal (“Hit & Run”), 70’s funk (“So Be It”) and even what seems a Nick Cave tribute on “Evil Rules in Showbizzland”.

In 2005 they released the EP Made in Oss on vinyl, accompanied by a gold-labeled and untitled CD – that was later sold separately – for those amongst us who prefer a CD player.
In 2006 they released their third studio album Speeder People taking you on a new adventurous trip from the deepest caverns of doom to the most vague corners of rock, metal, jazz, punk, noise and psychedelia , merging all into a coherent compositions in which the "song" is the centre point.

In 2007 they released a 7" split single with the Liszt, called Astrosuper - Superastro.

Their fourth album entitled Quadrant was released in 2009. On this album, Astrosoniq continued their experimental journey even further. The track “Zero” wass an experiment in stereo music, in collaboration with the band Zeus. Each of the bands played their own version of the same song on one of the two channels, creating a new sort of mashup for the listener, which can be customized by altering the balance between the left and right channels. The track “Bloom” is a real country cracker including a prominent pedal steel guitar, but even this is made to sound logical within Astrosoniq's musical universe.

Their album covers (designed by visual artist Willum Geerts) somehow always contain references to hair. Their EP Made in Oss shows a woman lying on a bed, strangely growing minced meat instead of hair, which seems a reference to their hometown Oss, the capital of the regional meat processing industry.

Due to their drummer’s health problems the band took a hiatus from playing live in 2010. The band reappeared at the 2015 Woolstock festival in their original lineup with added guest Bram van Zuijlen from Radar Men from the Moon on synths. In 2016 they played a packed Green Room at the infamous Roadburn festival with visuals operated by the festival’s artistic director Walter Hoeijmakers. 2017 saw them at the Acherontic Arts Festival in Germany. This yearly gig cycle got abruptly broken by the sudden passing of key member Bidi van Drongelen.

June 2018 their fifth album, Big Ideas Dare Imagination will see the light of day. The album is a personal tribute by key members Ron van Herpen and Marcel van de Vondervoort with help from artists mostly from the Bidi Bookings roster: RJ Gruijthuijzen (the Liszt, Astrosoniq), Rob Martin (RRRags, Bliksem), Fred van Bergen (ZooN, Astrosoniq), Joris Dirks (Moodswing), Otto Kokke (MNHM, Dead Neanderthals), Fred Händle (A.P.Lady), Mark Watson and Peggy Meeussen (Bliksem).

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Astrosoniq Oss, Netherlands

Astrosoniq are a rock band from Oss, the Netherlands.

The "Wizards of Oss" ...exploring the ends of the rock universe since 1999 and releasing their first album of A.P.Lady in 2000.

Their music can be described as stoner rock with a very strong space rock flavour and is characterized by heavy riffs, funkadelic grooves and lengthy psychedelic instrumental soundscapes mixed with weird samples.
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