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Amor Fati (1997)

by Cold Waste / The Nameless

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1.
Amor Fati 06:59
Words are spoken, they're nothing but lies Can't find myself, don't need this anymore If you only knew how much I hate you The city's aflame, an hour of doom I think they're dying or is it just me? At least the stars gave birth to something new Oh yeah breathless the burden was taken away The world tries to stop me As a god I don't give a fuck Tonight I'll have it all!!! The will to power, heart is bleeding I must rise above, this is my "amor fati" Sinister clouds in the darkened sky Forgive me the bad weather It's going to be even worse Questioning the spirit of progress within Darkness brought the answer No doubt I'm a shotgun..... "I am the tyrant, reborn!!!" Things are done, reflecting us My dear, you are wrong, you are wrong What have we achieved by this? Our MOTHER was right, so goddamn right!!! Rock em up! Let's go! Wow!!!!! LOL! Words are spoken, they're nothing but lies Can't find myself, don't need this anymore If you only knew how much I hate you The city's aflame, an hour of doom I think they're dying or is it just me? At least the stars gave birth to something new Oh breathless the burden was taken away The world tries to stop me As a god I don't give a fuck Tonight I'll destroy it all!!!
2.
Cure a Wound 05:45
Cure a wound then strike again harder The past alone doesn't, doesn't help at all Torn apart by DESIRE, everything is blending The Midsummer night was black Seasonal affective disorder? Take off the masquerade, pain has an endless sight The chains are broken, Nature's bitter sweet crown Pressure will be released in a way or another The Midnight sun was black Seasonal affective disorder? ...Like a falling rose the red wine bleeds Lovelorn tears vanish in bereavement She left me shattered echoes of yesterday I heard them fade away........ Cure a wound then strike again harder The past alone doesn't, doesn't help at all Misanthropic asshole, still longing to be touched The Midnight sun was black Seasonal affective disorder? ...Like a falling rose the red wine bleeds Lovelorn tears vanish in bereavement She left me shattered echoes of yesterday I heard them fade away...........
3.
The Shape of Her Thighs "Increscunt animi, virescit volnere virtus!" Oh yeah alright have you seen Her smile? The nights are cold but they should be freezing There's a wild romance enshrined I'll be glad to die, the moon creates Another fantasy, I'm between Her thighs Searching love from a disgraced womb Our precious lady of CHAOS Who was so cruel that let the scum breed? "Dance with me, give me a memory of yourselves Tomorrow there will be funerals......" Deathwhite snow covers the ground Bloodstained landscapes seem to disappear No more self-deceit, I know the shape has changed The wrong way, where are the brave? I saw a bridge before and after, the weak should be Yeah they should be hunted! Vittu vittu saatana Your paths were never even close to mine!!!! Amor Fati Words are spoken, they're nothing but lies Can't find myself, don't need this anymore If you only knew how much I hate you The city's aflame, an hour of doom I think they're dying or is it just me? At least the stars gave birth to something new Oh yeah breathless the burden was taken away The world tries to stop me As a god I don't give a fuck Tonight I'll have it all!!!! The will to power, heart is bleeding I must rise above, this is my "amor fati" Sinister clouds in the darkened sky Forgive me the bad weather It's going to be even worse Questioning the spirit of progress within Darkness brought the answer No doubt I'm a shotgun..... "I am the tyrant, reborn!!!" Things are done, reflecting us My dear, you are wrong, you are wrong What have we achieved by this? Our MOTHER was right, so goddamn right!!! Rock em up! Let's go! Wow!!!!! LOL! Words are spoken, they're nothing but lies Can't find myself, don't need this anymore If you only knew how much I hate you The city's aflame, an hour of doom I think they're dying or is it just me? At least the stars gave birth to something new Oh breathless the burden was taken away The world tries to stop me As a god I don't give a fuck Tonight I'll destroy it all!!!
4.
Cure a Wound Cure a wound then strike again harder The past alone doesn't, doesn't help at all Torn apart by DESIRE, everything is blending The Midsummer night was black Seasonal affective disorder? Take off the masquerade, pain has an endless sight The chains are broken, Nature's bitter sweet crown Pressure will be released in a way or another The Midnight sun was black Seasonal affective disorder? ....Like a falling rose the red wine bleeds Lovelorn tears vanish in bereavement She left me shattered echoes of yesterday I heard them fade away........ Cure a wound then strike again harder The past alone doesn't, doesn't help at all Misanthropic asshole, still longing to be touched The Midnight sun was black Seasonal affective disorder? ...Like a falling rose the red wine bleeds Lovelorn tears vanish in bereavement She left me shattered echoes of yesterday I heard them fade away.......... Gravesilence 18 years have passed and the rope tightens The wind shall break the glass but I don't mind If it rains inside, all the others have gone Wandering blind they found the path So life has turned to pictures of loss? Yeah I'm here with this fucked up DREAM A coffin in the middle of the room, dark blue walls Empty frames and a broken window, pieces on the floor Hear the dirge of silence, not a sound, time has stopped "I should go outside and take a walk......" The street by night, full of withered leaves I'm following the dim light of the lamps Autumn has come, I shall be last This place is a moment of grief Where am I going? I don't know I think they got me this time The rain grows into a storm "I don't need life, to be is enough, is enough!" A coffin in the middle of the room, dark blue walls Empty frames and a broken window, pieces on the floor
5.

about

1. Amor Fati (from the damaged cd master)
2. Cure a Wound (from the damaged cd master)
3. SIDE A: The Shape of Her Thighs & Amor Fati
4. SIDE B: Cure a Wound & Gravesilence
5. Writhen & Ammo & Candles (bonus tracks)

Recorded, mixed & fucked up at ALFA-LAVAL studio, in Vehkalahti, during the first days of August 1997 by CW. Music by Pekkola & CW. Lyrics by AMF. The cover & band photos were taken by AMF & Panu Huikko, in the summer of 1997. The cover text was stolen from the works of Aleister Crowley, Friedrich Nietzsche and Colin Wilson (including the creator of Cold Waste himself). The bonus tracks were recorded in autumn 1997 (composed in August - early Fall).

IT WAS THE SUMMER OF ROCK N ROLL, DEATH METAL & AMOR
(FOR THE RISE OF THE NIETZSCHEAN SPIRIT was written on the the original sleeve, and changed in 2003 for TRUE FINNISH UNDERGROUND COWBOY METAL).

Tomi Pekkola - lead, acoustic & bass guitars
Antti Filppu - guitar & bullshit voice
Jussi Matikainen - battery

"Young men are the scum of the earth" - R.D.
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"Now that I look at it, after six years, that old cassette arouses a sense of nostalgy both in good and in bad; when we recorded AMOR FATI during the first days of August 1997 in an old barn surrounded by the smell of a decades old cow- and bullshit, there was indeed angst and misanthropy in the air. We had lost faith in a youth culture that would be worth the bet; the other choices back in our hometown area were the Nazis, the Nerds and the Hippies. We hated them all."
"In a way, this was supposed to be our strike against the idiotism of both the masses as well as the underground scenes. It is no wonder that nobody ever heard of that strike. Caught between the Devil and the deep brown shit, we were unwilling to go anywhere, to be anyone. But moreover we were just being depressed (or at least I was), 'cause it didn't come out as we had originally planned. In fact, we were so disappointed in it that we sold only something like a hundred copies in order to get the expenses back, and threw the remaining cassettes into a closet. I took them out last week."
"I will never forget the phone conversation I had with the guy from Z-Trading company. He had a rather strange vision of what 'just an ordinary font' means. The band name COLD WASTE with those old school Wild West letters caused a long-lasting hysteria in both me and Matikainen when we got the package from post office. After the shock was over we went driving around like cowboys on a steel horse, with the exception that nobody wanted us, neither dead nor alive."
"We'd been practising very hard, and not just through the summer. Back then the lead composer Pekkola was only fifteen! And the music is.... how should I put it? On that tape there's a lot of rock n roll and romanticism with a little bit of magic, too. The melodies are innovative but at the same time strong, seducing and unforgettable. And the hate is 'real', but it never loses that necessary amount of sincere black humour (which I believe is the thing that makes a lot of Finnish bands stand out)."
"The first recording day was a mess. We had to record one song in two pieces because the DAT we used was too short or something. I drank eleven KOFF IVB:s and wondered the next morning why all the vocals sounded so bad. Matikainen told me it was the beer, but I didn't believe him. The equipment we had really was lousy, full of shit, poor like hell. And so the next days were a mess, likewise. I don't want to remember what the mixer table was like. I wish we'd been in a real studio."
"We had to record two guitars and drums live (this was 'the first track'), and then using the headphones channel we added one track at a time into a mini disc and back again. The good thing was that in theory we had limitless tracks in use. The bad thing was that the sound quality got worse every time we did it. And with every new instrument added, every fuck up would be included without the slightest chance of fixing it unless we'd play the whole damn song again! A guitar solo in the end of the song would mean that Tomi had to wait until the last riff, and if he screwed up, he'd have to do it all again. And it was the same thing with me and my voice. But now that I listen to it, it's not so bad at all."
"We had Emperor on the wall of that rehearsal place. And we had Sentenced, too. I never liked the third riff of 'Cure a Wound' because it was a North From Here rip-off. So just take it as a tribute of some sort. And I had my own conscious and sub-conscious ways of tributing as well, I don't deny."
"Despite all of our misfortunes (or because of them), I think this little piece of shit rocks like hell. If you disagree, I don't want to hear it."

- August, 2003 / AMF

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released October 15, 1997

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