Veiila - Sentimental Craving For Beauty
(c) 2023 Projekt:Archive
Artist....: Veiila
Album.....: Sentimental Craving For Beauty
Source....: WEB/MP3
Tracks....: 13
Genre.....: Darkwave
Label.....: Projekt:Archive
Encoder...: LAME 3.100
Quality...: 320 kbps / 441kHz / Joint Stereo
URL.......: http://deezer.com/album/456936495
Tracklist:
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1. Can't Forgive Myself 4:04
2. I Had A Dream 3:33
3. Broken Toy (Album Version) 6:52
4. Another Day 3:44
5. Furnace 3:23
6. Cool 3:54
7. Push The Pedal (Album Version) 5:25
8. Do You Hear Me (Album Version) 4:42
9. Made Of Air 4:44
10.Ocean's Breath 4:09
11.Common Decency 4:47
12.My Blues 4:30
13.Sick To The Bone 6:18
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60:05
Total:145.94MB / 60:05
Release Notes:
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Genres: Dark Cold Wave, Downtempo, Alternative Pop, Electronic, Bleak House,
Dream Pop, Trip Hop, Witch House
For Fans Of: Emika, The XX, Zola Jesus, Sevdaliza
Hometown: Vanadzor, Armenia
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VEiiLA is pronounced "Vay-la." It's a stylized reference to a Baltic
mountain-dwelling demon that lures men into her cave by singing and then devours
them.
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Creating beauty and passion out of harrowing despair comes easy for
Russians-in-exile VEiiLA. With immaculate electronics, slow rhythms, and female
vocals flush with late-night sensuality, the duo of Bes and Vif crafts an
entwining melancholia with devastating existential lyrics.
VEiiLA's second studio album, SENTIMENTAL CRAVING FOR BEAUTY, is the artistic
equivalent of a Venus flytrap ù hidden under seductive layers of mellow
electronics, translucent guitars, soft enthralling percussion, synth bass and
Vif's tantalizing, alluring vocals dwell the paralyzing vapors of venomous
despair, hopelessness and ultimate surrender to the unavoidable and inevitable
pain of human existence.
Disguised as relaxing downtempo music, VEiiLA leans towards Schopenhauerian
pessimism where one does not conquer the pain; verily submission to pain is the
only answer to a world that is made of suffering.
This grim outlook isn't based on mere musings of the poet's soul. When Russia
invaded Ukraine, not willing to support the ugly war and the horrible autocratic
regime, Vif Nⁿte and Bes Eirid packed their lives in a couple of suitcases, left
their homes and embarked on a journey without destination. Calling themselves in
the fashion of the late Kurt Vonnegut ôa band without a country,ö as modern
Russian dissidents they taste the bitter liquor of disappointment blended with a
healthy dose of morbid, soul-crushing realization: the world is in fact as ugly
as it gets.
What followed was a period of wandering through Armenia living in strange hotels
and apartments and slowly drowning in depression.
At the time of their exodus VEiiLA had half an album recorded. There was the
name too, SENTIMENTAL CRAVING FOR BEAUTY, which (traditionally a literary
reference, this time to Galsworthy's Forsyte Saga) initially meant something
bright and hopeful to the band.
Having their life shattered in pieces, however, it also put some distance
between the artists and their creative work. In short, nothing made sense
anymore. And so the album was thrown into the fire. After a while though, new
inspiration came, new songs were written and the line ôsentimental craving for
beautyö appeared to present a different side: when everything falls into ruin,
when nothing good is left, the only thing that keeps one going is this craving.
Thus the album rose from the ashes in a purer rectified form.
Musically VEiiLA charted a new direction, re-inventing their style with a bare
minimalist palette of sounds. Instead of taking a well-worn path of lush studio
production, Vif and Bes focused on writing songs that could be played live in
real time with their own four hands, a drum machine and a vocal looper. This
resulted in a stripped down production with only a few occasional extra layers.
The recent addition of electric guitar with Vif's distinct yet subdued styling
added fresh textures to their sound.
This updated minimalism cleared even more space for the intimate vocals'
hypnotic swirl, murmuring their introspective allegories of universal
indifference and lost hope.
As VEiiLA themselves put it: ôWe wanted to simply find some ground and not fall
into the abyss. We just couldn't breathe, couldn't sleep, and we needed
something not to go insane. So we spent more time playing the instruments and
less time staring at the screen, and somehow the album wrote itself. It was a
good distraction. Is it more than that? Maybe it will speak to someone, inspire
someone, or at least make some miserable wretch across the globe ù who like
Steppenwolf is torn between fear and the razor ù feel less lonely, knowing that
there are at least two souls of the same sort on this planet.ö