doves are cooing
outside the window
sunny shutters, breeze crawling in time to face it
will i find myself?
will i thrive?
doves are leaving
close the window
cup of coffee light a cigarette
a widow mourning
a cold and dirty stove
canât smell those pancakes anymore
have you ever coloured that hush?
sometimes i tried it for myself
itâs only a vague mirage
don't strike back if you are crawling your shame
donât get back if you remain the same
whatâs my main aim?
am i the last course?
I must get rid of this remorse
where to aim?
if Iâm this flawed whatâs the point
of this goddamn song
kath means home or so we said
leant on those green eyes where i promised to remain
at least is where my soul rests
at best is where my heart beats
addressed to you my soul mate
hard to swallow and believe...
kath meant home or we say
move out found a new place and here iâm gonna stay (and wait)
at least is where my soul rests
at best is where my heart beats addressed to you my soul mate
hard to swallow and believe
that all those years are buried in tears
now I can say that Iâm healing
passed that minefield
bruises and scars in the ceiling
where moans have sealed
everyone forgets how high Icarus flew
i believe he wasnât failing
but just coming to the end of his conquest
sirens wailing in the streets
(canât hear them)
tremebling floor below my feet
(canât feel shit)
now i have enough on my plate
i know itâs my blame
cause iâve been discorteous
will you hold me once again
would you do it for them?
diggin into the sadness everything is so beautiful
hello? is there anybody out there?
i donât need you anymore (anymore)
over the mist iâve found out my nightmares
can you please not push me away
donât push me away
now I can say that Iâm healing
iâve found the cure
no more grievous feelings
no more remorse
it wonât work thereâs no point in trying
this history ends tragically
letâs bury the axe and move on
you burned my heart
you ruined my plans
we made mistakes
i found myself
we went too far
i warned you by the way
meant to collide
i overcame it
thereâs no turning back
woke up and found in the ground as i plead
A guy staring at me as i creep
A childlike look in his face âThis is you,
Your fall from graceâ
Wasted time thinking who I was
no one else around me that i care for
ego death, a soothing voice
winter passing by as ice melts, as ice melts
âLook what Iâve become
Itâs sad, i want to re-start and bloomâ
Watched as I succumb
Iâm happy, Iâm warm in this womb
Today i wanna celebrate my death, not gonna mourn, not gonna rest!
Wasted time thinking who I was
no one else around me that i care for
ego death, a soothing voice
winter passing by as ice melts, as ice melts
âLook what Iâve become
Itâs sad, i want to re-start and bloomâ
And in my deathbed, itâs cozy, itâs nice, Itâs said
they took me to the ditch and i cried for help
no one heared me scream
the watchdog comittee
keep muzzling thoughts
donât fit their mould
whoâs the voice
behind that rifle pointing at me
whoâs the voice
canât you see what youâve become
suspension of disbelief
been blind for so long
the watchdog comittee
keep muzzling thoughts
donât fit their mould
whoâs the voice
behind that rifle pointing at me
whoâs the voice
we should be in higher ground
back up, iâm feeling mellow
weâd still be growing up
but it just wasnât worth it
sun up, sun down
days come
from dawn, till dusk
days go
sometimes i realize
this life is a dead-end street
sun up, sun down
days come
from dawn, till dusk
days go
somehow it hurts
break me
smother me
take me, please
please me
the more i gotta feel
the less i wanna know
itâs something new
now youâre afraid of letting this heart go
hope you got that sign
today, once and for all
now all that remains for me
is singing loud and bold
even lost stars
should know their way back
but even if they canât
we must protect their lifes
canât find the way back home
canât find it anymore
my mouth keeps spitting foam
canât find the way back home
canât find it anymore
the sinners will pay-off
feels like i am
in Barnumâs circus
people staring at it
just keeping it a secret
but iâll be back when weâre gone
how could i tell if itâs fantasy?
how could i tell if itâs the enemy?
but iâll be back when weâre gone
hear our moan in this cul-de-sac
trapped, donât fear these ghosts
i donât want to repeat the past
but i have to come back and iâll be back
i know iâll be back, and iâll be back
and iâll be back when we are gone
iâve been drinking too much this tim
and for once my self esteem is right
iâm telling you, iâm gone
been thinking too much this time
and for once i thought iâve never found
someone like you, iâm done
about
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Abril 2023
[ENG]
A few weeks ago, the first planetary defense test was successfully carried out: the DART probe diverted the orbit of the asteroid Dimorphos. With this NASA operation we know, once again, that when we humans play god we are unstoppable, that we are not going to become extinct like the dinosaurs as long as progress makes us move. However, while this space shock was brewing 11 million kilometers away, here, more specifically in TorellĂł (Barcelona), a disc was being created that is like the Trojan horse of asteroids. Sin has made a crater or is going to do so; we are talking about Meant to collide of wud.
The second album of the band arrives three years after the debut Okeanos (2019), three are also the nuclear components that currently form it (and not the five before) and, again, three are the letters with which the name of the band remains (wud), previously they were called Wood. It seems that many things have changed in three years and that's right, the group has grown while it has been reduced and this new album testifies to that. The eight songs concisely concentrate the soul of the project. Although what they continue to love is the structured edginess of math-rock, they want the work to have punk-rock and pop constantly on the horizon, which makes the computation more digestible for all kinds of ears that like sharp-guitars music.
Behind the songs we find Marc FernĂĄndez, Aleix 'Jimmy' Vilarrasa and Rai Costa, three friends of TorellĂł who for the last, almost, two years have been carrying out the recording. A long and arduous process that has gone through different studios, such as Fontderola by Jordi CasadesĂșs and Jordi Torrents, or Lluerna by Ăric Fuentes, but above all it has been hatched in their rehearsal room where they themselves have persevered in the attack to record a good part of the instrumental. The trio's bizarre ideas have been grounded with millimeter precision, faithfully capturing the centennial hyperactivism that accompanies them wherever they go. On the one hand, the songs trot lively and directed with a hardcore soul and rounded pop, on the other, if we look a little, we notice how the details of each cut are infinite, that the structures could be applied to the Sagrada Familia, that, in definitely, there is a lot of hard work.
That the process has been laborious is also noticeable in the guitarist's lyrics, words spat out with the impatience of someone who doesn't want to waste another minute in the loop of self-destructive thought. Meant to collide is a fight between the two opposite and complementary parts of oneself, and I say two to simplify. Between the adrenaline side that wants to end everything through romantic escape and the other, the one that wants to reconstruct the fragments of memory to heal from serenity. From this very personal dispute comes a more than possible collision which, deep down, is what makes the group's creative drive advance and, above all, what makes the feeling that the songs are alive because they are lived intensely.
Are we talking about emotions? Yes, thank God, because there such of this on the album, all the time, even in the instrumental interludes. The dreamy piano of âBarnumâs Circusâ, the spectral autotune of âLost Starsâ or the Queens-of- Stoneagian guitar solo of âCul-de-Sacâ are at the service of the emotional magma of the musicians. The influence of highly emotional groups such as Delta Sleep (the English band performed one of the most memorable concerts for the wud crew at TorellĂłâs Arundo Fest in 2018), Algernon Cadwallader or Faraquet is noticeable.
Over the years we are discovering where exacerbated technological progress is leading us: that's right, to collapse. Meanwhile, but, this band warns us that they have already arrived there and that humanity can be taken in abundance from there, in fact, there is nothing more human than collapsing.
Con los años vamos descubriendo donde nos lleva el progreso tecnológico exacerbado: asà es, al colapso. Mientras tanto, pero, los wud nos avisan de que ellos ya han llegado allà y que de allà se puede sacar humanidad a raudales, de hecho, no hay nada mås humano que colapsar.
credits
released April 21, 2023
Produced and recorded by wud at Jimmy's basement and Lluerna A/V studio. All drums are recorded at Estudi Fontderola by Turre and Jordi CasadesĂșs. Mixed & Mastered by Joan Peiron at lâOrella Escapçada.
Voices and lyrics produced by our mentor Eric Fuentes
Design by ClĂ udia Kidai
Layouts by Paula LĂłpez
supported by 4 fans who also own âMeant to Collideâ
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