The Not Found

by Wind Atlas

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Michael Reilly
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Michael Reilly Ethereal voices float above hauntingly mystical soundscapes on 'The Not Found' – an album of many intriguing discoveries. The slow, heavy rhythms often have a resonating tribal quality, and the compositions weave their way along many mysterious pathways. Favorite track: Oblation.
Ignacio Muro Fernández
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Ignacio Muro Fernández Ese gusto por lo oscuro que tiene esta pareja me tiene loco. Favorite track: Hoax.
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released June 17, 2013

Wind Atlas is:
Andrea - Vocals
Sergi - Guitar and Vocals
Iván - Guitar
Raúl - Drums and percussion
Cello on Hunters, Oblation and Inmost Eye by Marina Sánchez
Recorded, mixed and mastered at Janowski Studios by Denis Duarte



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Track Name: Hoax
Wind, waves and words of the night drag me to you. And I am here looking for you between the lights and the water. The voice that guides me, silent and cruel, has always been mute. It was dead and the body inhabited by ivy heard the voice: dive and breathe.
Track Name: Hunters
If we reinvent the song, we will keep walking on under a star that will remind us that we are still walking lost. The curves of the road will show us little raptures but we hunters we will want the carrion. And we will never conquer the top even dying of sun and lust.
Track Name: Epilogue
From outside, the calm lagoon invites you to immerse, once inside the siren is gone and the bottom of the lake is not as deep as it seemed, or as it used to be yonder in the memory.
Track Name: Oblation
The word invades me vague and chaotic, in the middle of this vow of silence, in the middle of this empty light. Catharsis I would like to maintain because of the fear of the silence rip, because the word remains, and when I pronounce it I am pronouncing myself. I am retracting myself. And this thing they called anxiety embodies itself when I name it but It doesn't exist. It is not. Like infinite pain, like a sentence without end. Try to put myself in words. Try to put myself in order.
Track Name: Hidden Valleys
Don’t give up, there are hidden valleys you have not visited yet. Await, there are olive trees that you have not shaken yet. Listen. Keep listening.
Track Name: Inmost Eye
I drink from the deepest of your well, from your dull and muddy waters. I contaminate myself with salt like that day when you tried to heal my wounds. And I drown in your blue waters, I sink into my nothing just to touch you and I wait for your hand because I know in the deepest you're holding it out to me smiling and true.
Track Name: Sulamith
The place where you burn does not exist, you suspect a flame in each tree, a sore in each body, a fire in every abyss. But you know your body is made of borders, and it is pouring out. All that light also has to escape one day.