Year : 2012

Genre : DarkPop / Goth Soft Rock
Label : Independent
Origin : Austria
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Oleg Prodeus comes to you from the slim field shared by darkpop/soft goth rock warfare, riding an emotional inner - seriously?. - setting that is defined and revealed in undoubtedly successful fashion by an artist who is as complete and ripe as is his mere propensity to express mentioned qualities. It is evident that Mr. Prodeus has been doing this for a while, and his conveyment reigns resilient between an almost-embarrassingly - therefore : efficient - open stance AND a frightening stance. Ladies, this is the guy right here who is in seeeerious-serious love with you, but you can't be sure if he will kill himself or you or both if his love is not fulfilled. Love, of course, is art, and it is "just" a video game, - as your 3D life seems to be, eh? - but Prodeus definitely strikes me - SIC! - as an artist who has mastered his vocal craft with accordance to the inner experiences he probably has been going through.
The subject matta' of the LP almost entirely is based on the desire to have a legitimate partner, and this indeed is an essential challenge to be met in this particular video game. Once again : legitimate partner. Tame resentment is ubiquitous in Mr. Prodeus' pipes : equally tame, stalking and murderous - think of a cobra who promises that it will tell you The Answer if you kiss it - airy, soft, and packs an undoubtedly frightening and smartly repulsive vibe at the core. Do you know the legendary actor Rutger Hauer? Yes, Roy Betty from Blade Runner, AHUFdff4uH!!. And his portrayal of that highly frightening man in the movie
Blind Side? Mr. Prodeus reminds me of that fictional character. Obtrusive, but much too impertinently charismatic and imposing to be informatively told to f*ck off, - in the movie, Ron Silver tells Rutger Hauer to do so, and it is Silver who looks miserable in the process with a tame Demigod expressing itself in front of him as passive retort - and OH!, so gentle with a spiritual cleaver. Similarly enough to the lethally effective behavior of Hauer in said exploitation-video classic, Prodeus shamelessly and pretty smartly adores AND tamely threatens the dream woman, - "I want to be your lover, to burn with you on fire, and I just want to kill you, to answer your desire" - have no doubt whatsoever that these are the exact kind of lines that turn beauty queens on to be honest, regardless how it is against the untold rules of music production to offer the rhyme pair "fire/desire" since 1936. Read on the know more about the delivery.
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