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\_|| We write the year 1247. In the depth of the Middle Ages the noble |
| Spanish Knights have invaded the Music Massage territory and have |
| laid siege to its fortress. The history of this cast comes from the |
| amiga crusaders, in which well-known warriors such as sir Nork, sir |
| Cueder, sir Estrayk or sir Evelred made the most powerful reigns |
| tremble. After their extinsion, a new generation of great warriors |
| is conquering new medieval, celtic and melodic horizons. They are |
| the last bit of the modscene in Hispanic lands. |
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| sir sml / fuzzion clan |
| <sml@fuzzion.org> |
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| lady's dance - acidbeat / fuzzion - 3:25 - [it] |
| livin' in ctra boecillo - wonder & naif - 3:08 - [it] |
| magic & runes - neno / concept - 4:57 - [it] |
| reflections - fx! / purple's studios - 2:20 - [xm] |
| ancient stories 2 - awesome / wild bits - 3:07 - [xm] |
| loitering in spitalfields - finn renard / dsp - 3:46 - [it] |
| celtic days - maverick - 3:28 - [it] |
| haunted forest 2 - wonder / savage - 2:53 - [it] |
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\_|| lady's dance |
| acidbeat / fuzzion - 3:25 - 1409 kb - [it] |
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| A dark and stormy night, a group of men with a single aim, run in |
| silence through the streets of the city towers the walls. An epic |
| deed to fulfill. A dangerous path in the forest separates them from |
| their destiny, they know it is their only opportunity, either |
| achieving it or die, but their fear makes them go on and there is |
| no way back. They can hear something like music in their heads and |
| this reminds them of what they have left behind, but it does not |
| give a clue of what they are going to find. The end is close. |
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\_|| livin' in ctra boecillo |
| wonder & naif - 3:08 - 1373 kb - [it] |
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| It is dawn and the landscape is lit. From the top of the hill you |
| can see the infinite. The soldiers only think of the victory, of |
| the good old times. They imagine the end. Relaxed on their beds |
| they can see in their minds all their imagination. But a noise |
| wakes them up, the battle is too close and they can't be at peace. |
| However, their hope is more powerful than themselves and it makes |
| them go back to the dream that everything will be as it used to. |
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\_|| magic & runes |
| neno / concept - 4:57 - 1133 kb - [it] |
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| The castle has been conquered and the city has been looted. Through |
| a window a girl can see how the houses are burnt and the bridges |
| and the walls fall down, and she closes her eyes because she don't |
| want to see how her life falls apart. The magician makes his last |
| mixture and prays in his hut. The girl thinks of a better future, |
| far from the villains and in a happy world. Leaving the mundane |
| people and be free. An then she thinks she can see a hero appear, a |
| prince that would come to rescue his people, who would kill the |
| villains and would return the peace to his people. Someone who will |
| be able to save us, someone who will change things. But everything |
| is a dream, because as she opens her eyes everything stays the same |
| as before. That saviour seems that is always about to appear, he |
| seems to be approaching, but he is just dreamt by everybody, and |
| won't become true although they would always keep their hope. |
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\_|| reflections |
| fx! / purple's studios - 2:20 - 1606 kb - [xm] |
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| In the middle of the battle, the warriors loyal to the king are |
| expecting the enemy when, out of the blue, some men jump onto them |
| with their swords and the combat starts: the horses trot, it is |
| heard the sound of metal clashing in the air, and the smoke from |
| the torches wraps everything. There is a chase and one of the men |
| is brought down, finely injured by his enemy's weapon and, that who |
| sees life and death pass by in front of him. But the battle goes |
| on, there is no truce, until the last one dies, nothing will be |
| finished. Here no one thinks of running away, only in killing. It |
| is a instinct of fight, power and hate.
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\_|| ancient stories 2 |
| awesome / wild bits - 3:07 - 1270 kb - [xm] |
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| In a distant country a new world is emerging, a reign where life is |
| happy and flourishing. From the furthest places you can hear flutes |
| and melodic guitars that invite us to get closer. People go towards |
| this unknown place, to change their lives, to forget their past, to |
| meet new horizons. They stop on their way to see how the sensations |
| change around them and they resume their trip to their objective |
| guided by some chords that show them the path....to paradise. |
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\_|| loitering in spitalfields |
| finn renard / dsp - 3:46 - 464 kb - [it] |
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| The beauty of the forests and rivers is stunning. All through his |
| travels across the territories he has seen many different lands and |
| worlds, but the pure state of nature, untouched, never stops |
| astonishing him. He can hear the animals and the plants, he can |
| feel their warmth and presence. From the snowed mountains to the |
| thickest woods, the driest deserts and the bluest seas, his travels |
| don't know the limits nor the environments, he will just be stopped |
| by heaven or hell. |
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\_|| celtic days |
| maverick - 3:28 - 1112 kb - [it] |
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| Today is a great day of celebration at the castle of 'Maverick'. |
| After the victory, the warriors come back from the battle and the |
| moment of celebration also arrives. A great feast is awaiting them. |
| The women have all this time been suffering waiting for this very |
| same moment: the reunion with their husbands, their brothers and |
| their fathers. There is also a remembrance for those who didn't |
| come back, those who were left in the battlefield. And they think |
| that maybe next time they won't come back, too, just as it happened |
| with those others. That you may have been the one who fell. But the |
| party continues, and one has to live the present. A melody is |
| played and the ball starts: it is like a game where one forgets |
| the hate of the battle and gives way to love.
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\_|| haunted forest 2 |
| wonder / savage - 2:53 - 764 kb - [it] |
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| A man is wandering under the rain through the streets of an old |
| city, his wounds are serious, he has lost lots of blood and he is |
| staggering. He can't see properly and he sees ghosts, ghostly |
| figures that make him lose his sense of direction and common sense. |
| Getting some support from his last breath, he approaches the |
| castle, to meet his allies again, as he could see them through the |
| fog at the door. But, before he reaches the door, he falls down |
| thinking that his friends would bring him in, but those who are at |
| the door are not wearing his same colours... |
| He wakes up surrounded by enemies and in a lively atmosphere, and |
| he still thinks he is at his court, that everything has finished |
| and that he is at the victory celebration. But the truth is that he |
| is being tortured and that the enemy is celebrating his capture. |
| His body suffers but his mind doesn't take notice, he can't see the |
| horrible place where he is and he falls again into a deep sleep... |
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\_|| sorry, the traxscene in spain is almost dead. just a few |
| links of the related groups and artists from this massage |
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| some artists> |
| http://www.mp3.com/theawesome |
| http://wonder.planet-d.net |
| http://naif.planet-d.net |
| http://finnr.planet-d.net |
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| retired/inactive groups> |
| http://eklipse.planet-d.net |
| ftp://ftp.scene.org/pub/music/groups/inside |
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| special thanks goes to> |
| adamm for his looong patience :) |
| real ice for the great cover & page |
| my sister maite for her big linguistic assistance |
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\_|| go&check massage webpage http://www.scene.cz/massage |
| contact sml sml@fuzzion.org |
| contact adamm adamm@rawthings.com |
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