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RIFT

Skrevet av Riftpunk ons 12/09/2018 - 13:17
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  =========== THE BEGINNING ===========
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In the year of 1989, God created a prototype, too unique for massproduction. It is too weird to live, but to rare to die. This prototype was named Harald, a human being with the voice of the Thunder God, and the heart of a tin man's. Through life he sought redemption through his guitar, becoming a fierce musician. No one has ever lived to tell the tales from his high pitched sustained notes. No one.

The same year the Devil gave birth to a child of evil, to comprehende with the superhuman created by God. The child was born with 4 arms and had red skin, allthough you might think his hair was black, but it was of dark blonde. This devilboy was fond of percussions, as he was used to bash skulls with his 4 arms, but Hell was no place for him to be, so he traveled to the World Above, thus making the Devil angry and he got two of his arms removed as punishment for leaving the Devil's Hive. The boy was known to man as Trondi, the Devil's Son.

In the cold and grim waters in the fjords of Norway, the whale-wrestling lunatic Lasse was concieved by a mermaid and an angry sailsman, also in the year of snake (1989). The bass was his instrument, as his bass made of whale bones and seal sinew was good for blowing up divers' and unwanted bathers' brains by using his low frequency tones to send a shockwave of cold agony.

In the Land of the Dreams, in the dream year of 93439563 a little boy was found in a casket, crying after someone to love. This boy grew up and quickly learned the evil art form of seductive music. Every day, he traveled around in his Ice Cream truck, seducing the young children with his music, harvesting them and lived on their young blood, so he also could forever stay young. But his actions did not go unpunished, he was cought by the villagers and was sentenced to a fate worse than death ... He got banned from the Land of the Dreams. He was sent to earth and he took the name Fredrik, and he tried to find freedom in a village in Norway.

=======  THE CLASH OF THE WISE MEN ========

These four men all sought more knowledge about their existence, why have they come here? Why did they become musicians? They all heard tales about the four wise men, at the very top of a mountain, in southeast Asia. This mountain was not known to man, and it was twice the size of Mount Everest, and on the very top, the wise men lived as told in the myth.

They all seperately went to find the mountain. It took them all 15 years of their lives to find the base of the mountain. Throughout those 15 years they had been battling with undiscovered dinosaur-spicies, been eating meals with the Titans, made love to asian hermaphrodites and learning new artforms of music.

The exhaustion of the jungle-safari was overwhelming, but they just had to climb up to the peak, roaming 58058 feet over sea level. The four travelers had all come to the mountain at the same time, but at seperate places. Before they climbed to the top, they all hibernated and slept for 6 months, recovering all the energy they had lost, and gaining the will to carry on. They all started their ascent, using days to gain some hight. The climb was risky, and they had no equipment for it, but the knowledge they would gain if they came to the top was worth it all.

After spending two weeks of climbing, they came close to the top, but had yet not seen or noticed eachothers' presence, except for the nights. Then they could hear eachother's voices, and instruments, believing what they heard was the music of the wise men. They all played in perfect harmony, the shredding lead-guitar solos from Harald, with the accompany of the rythm-guitar of Fredrik, boosted by the tones of Lasse's bass, and all in perfect tempo, due to Trondi's rockbashing drumskills.
They could all feel the urge to get to the top.

After yet another week, they were almost at the top. They had found a flat place, with a narrow pathway leading up all the way to the top. And it was here they all came together, Lasse, Trondi, Fredrik and Harald layed eyes upon eachother and they were all shocked. They were hostile and afraid if they were this many, they might not get to know the secrets they all were burdened with. It became a rat race to the top, everyone running for it, trying to make eachother fall down the mountain. But they were all agile. They all came to the very top and halted. They were standing in a flat and round place, as if someone had carved the peak making it so. Before them was a drop of over 10.000 feet. They all had a grim look on their faces, there were no wise men to be seen. At first they tried to yell, then they tried to make them appear by playing seductive music, but there was no luck!

They camped in this place for 3 years, feeding on a rare animal living near the top, and they gained strength and will by drinking pheonix-tears, as there was a pheonix, nesting place in a small cave nearby. The fear of not being able to meet the wise men was getting bigger and bigger. One night, they all played together, like they had been every night for 4 years, an idea just popped into Harald's brain. He stopped playing his guitar and had a flagrant look in his face, then he said: "There never were four wise men... Don't you get it? It's us! We are the wise men. Face it, we battled dinosaurs, we've been eating with giants, eating weird animals and drinking pheonix tears. The knowledge we've gained is so precious that we are the wisest here on this planet. Therefore, we must stay together. Play together! Our songs must enlighted those around us, on what knowledge we have, and have gained." They all thought for it a second, all said yes, but there was a hesitation from Fredrik, but he knew he had no better things to do, so he joined in aswell.

Climbing up the mountain was hard, but getting down was easy, they all mounted up on Harald's back, and then he leaped off the cliff, and went straight down, overcomming the terminal volocity of a man's and breaking the speedbarrier of ultrasonic sound, then they hit earth, crushing the crust of the earth, making an enormous rift, and a shockwave greater than the Tsar Bomb. The shockwave then created a large tsunami, accidentally killing 225,000 people in 11 asian countries.

They all wondered what their band should be named, and while gazing on the rift they had made in the earth's crust, they all agreed that their band's name should be RIFT.

 ========= THE SAGA CONTINUES =========

These days, RIFT is still a band waiting silently in the background for the perfect gig, the world has yet to understand the greatness of the band, but would probably not comprehende the epicness behind their fast playing punk riffs, supplemented with a personal, early age hardcore feeling.

But the band is not yet to be given up, as the Saga continues...

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