Alltta - The Woods EP

Hej venner. Det er i skrivende stund mandag aften, klokken er 21.38 og for fire minutter siden var jeg klar til at trykke "udgiv" på et dejligt indlæg, der handlede om denne nye lille 2-numres EP The Woods fra Mr. J. Medeiros og 20Syl's Alltta-projekt. Det var et rigtigt fint indlæg, hvor jeg virkelig var gået i dybden med at fortælle om, hvordan Mr. J. fortalte en fin kærlighedshistorie i George Orwell's 1984-univers på "The Woods", om hvordan han på mesterlig vis integrerede bærende elementer fra romanen i sit budskab om, at mennesket skal søge tilbage mod naturen, og om, hvordan 20Syl havde skabt et yderst overbevisende og mildest talt overdådigt beat til nummeret. Det er altså rigtigt, det var et alletiders indlæg. Men så opløste det ligesom sig selv. Det kunne ikke hverken forhånds-vises eller gemmes, og da jeg i et håb om at redde situationen refreshede siden, var hele indlægget slettet og væk. Det er især ærgerligt fordi jeg også skrev om det andet nummer, "Paradise Lost" og om, hvordan 20Syl og Mr. J. pludselig var væk fra det finkulturelle og istedet var på deres, funky, bounce og yderst energiske Justin Timberlake -ting. Der var også en fin forklaring på, hvorfor dét var helt i orden - ja, decideret nødvendigt. Nå, men det er altså flere timers arbejde tabt, og I må meget undskyld, men jeg gider ikke skrive det hele om igen. Det er sent, varmt og min kaffekop er tom. Derfor må I nøjes med denne sløje undskyldning for et blog-indlæg. Det vigtigste her er, at I får hørt EP'en. De to nye Alltta numre er sindssygt fede, og jeg glæder mig virkelig mere og mere til deres The Upper Hand album. Hør "The Woods" her og læs med i teksten nedenfor (bare rolig - lyrikken ramte også mig som en fin-kulturel og høj-intellektuel mavepuster første gang). 

Who controls the past controls the future
Who controls the present controls the past

You see I grew up where the war zone blew up
My view of the statue
Where they chewed up what the news done threw up
And the tube done flashed you
Like a tuba wraps you in a tune that has you marching
I was that dude who you knew from the start
Wouldn’t give into moods with his heart darkened
Flash back to the first attack I had a matchbook in my hand
I had to stash that in the woods
So that we could trap that good again
I mean that fire again
At night we’d thaw around the only light without a firing pin
Desire was our only way to fight the law
Our quiet den
Def to rioting we left our smiles then
We’d get right back to filing in line for bread
And iron men how kind of them to remind us
Of the truth about our future
With a mind so fed their eyes go dead
Till our heads our where their boots are
Singing

Ignorance is strength
Freedom is slavery
War is peace
It’s all they ever gave to me
Ignorance is strength
Freedom is slavery
War is peace

It’s all they ever gave to me
It’s all they ever gave to me
I swear they’ll make a slave of me
Before I’ll ever show them that I care
And the hate in me I bare for the sake that they will never be aware
Of the love that two can make when no ones there
No ones there

Who controls the past controls the future
Who controls the present controls the past
Who controls the past controls the future
Who controls the present controls the past

Want to make us tumble down like lumber
Want to make an urn of our sacred woods
They want to see us cut down from our highest place
And then burnt for the greater good
But we made in a moment
What they never broke in a decade of raids
And we gave no emotion
For those who had shown became decadent slaves
So we headed back to this cave
Where they say where soon to be found
Had to paint for you with these tools we made
Communication was down
I say communication was down
We used the rays of the sun
We used the face of the moon cooling the day that is done
And we made for you these inscriptions
From the eyes yet to have seen
A day of truth outside our minds
Outside the lines of our dreams
Outside the crimes of our brothers
Of what two lovers hide in these trees
Yes its hard to find in each other why we wind the clock at thirteen

Ignorance is strength
Freedom is slavery
War is peace
It’s all they ever gave to me
Ignorance is strength
Freedom is slavery
War is peace

It’s all they ever gave to me
It’s all they ever gave to me
I swear they’ll make a slave of me
Before I’ll ever show them that I care
And the hate in me I bare for the sake that they will never be aware
Of the love that two can make when no ones there
No ones there

Who controls the past controls the future
Who controls the present controls the past
Who controls the past controls the future
Who controls the present controls the past

- Jeppe "sådan noget forbandet møg" Due Barslund