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My flight path took me over a barren section of the country that I’d never seen before. It was pure desert, only a few mountain passes. But the weather was clear that day, so I expected a pretty uneventful trip with beautiful views. I had never flown solo and my nerves were kicking in when I was packing up the plane.
Once I was airborne I felt at home. Perfect conditions. No clouds. No weather. Amazing views. I belonged up here. Away from the dry, destitute restrictions of earth, I was much happier in the sky. I didn’t have much, but I had my freedom. I wished I could stay flying, between space and the earth, for the rest of my life.
I packed so lightly for this trip that I could fit all my stuff in the cockpit. I had one bag with a few items of clothing and toiletries, and my great-great-grandfather’s throwing stick which my dad had given me for my twenty-seventh birthday the month prior. You should have seen this thing. It was not only a weapon, it was a piece of art.
About two hours into my trip, as I flew over my home country where my ancestors walked, lived, where they gave birth to generations of humans like me, the weather suddenly changed. A black cloud formed above my little plane. Rain poured from the sky dousing the propellers and causing them to sputter. I clutched the controls as lights flashed and alarms rang out. The altimeter spun wildly, the tachometer too. My heart sank as the plane descended towards the earth.
Thunder seemed to split the air in two as the realization set in that I could do nothing to stop this. I released the controls. I gripped my seatbelt at my chest with my right hand. I reached with my left to my great-great-grandfather’s throwing stick. As I grasped it, thunder clapped and lightning struck the plane with a fist of terror.
I awoke on my back, head twisted to the side. The left side of my face was illuminated by the sky above me and a desert mountain range was splayed out in front of me. I was immobile. I couldn’t even speak. I was stricken to the land, fused to it. Never to rise again.
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I became a big fan with there first album and it got heavy rotation in my evening listening sessions. Every track is stellar and unique in itself. Astodan has the unique ability to bring both raw and controlled emotion and power within every song. I will be purchasing this album and their new live album on wax shortly. Astodan has become not only my favorite band right now but their music is in all my playlists. If I could see one band before I die, this is the band. Frederick Jones
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BRUIT fait partie de ces groupes qui se découvrent surtout en live.
Une claque de tous les instants, à chaque mesure.
Du son des cordes magnifiques à la guitare qui nous enrobe, le voyage est exceptionnel et en vaut la chandelle.
Merci encore 🙏 kevinoudard