Requiem by The Nausea

A lifetime of comfortable twilight abruptly ends with the appearance of an impossibly bright light, an inescapable, omnipresent beam that melts the eyes in their sockets, that disfigures the body with invisible flames, that replaces all sensation until the mind crumbles in place. Requiem by The Nausea tells a coming of age story by capturing a moment of earth-shattering realization, a flaming sword that will hold us wailing at the gates of eden forever. Violin bows strike furiously at slow, brooding melodies that send the tension soaring, joined at this frightening height by a rocket booster of harsh, electronic noise. Suddenly, we leave our reality’s atmosphere altogether, getting one last glimpse of our world as we take our one-way trip to a colder, harsher, more alienating life, overwhelmed by the violent fireball of noise underpinned by the same hypnotic, anxiously pacing string melodies as before. We gaze out at the magnitude of life’s newly realized cruelty, held in the embrace of a shocked silence before even those unwelcome arms drop us to navigate the vast, empty future fundamentally alone.