Category: Planning
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Journey to “Stand By You”
It was a perfectly ordinary Thursday afternoon when, through his window, Poliphilos saw the massive spaceship appearing above the city. The vessel hung silently in the sky, its enormous form seeming to dwarf both the ancient domes and modern office buildings below. As he watched tourists and scooters scurry to all possible directions from under…
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Journey to “Red And Blue”
Somewhere en route from Paris back to Singapore with Poliphilos’s “Landscape Fantasy” in her headphones it hit her: she had been here before. The views. The sounds. The fusion kitchen and the Krug. All of it had meant something for someone many years earlier. But was that someone her? Or someone else? She couldn’t decide.…
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Journey to “Ordinary Day”
Poliphilos opened the television the other day, and what a disappointment it was. He couldn’t help but wonder, why do I even have a television? Oh yes, he remembered – we use it to communicate with the TV people. Poliphilos called out for the Messenger, and with a whoosh, he appeared. “They don’t play the…
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Journey to “Landscape Fantasy”
“Okay,” Poliphilos said to himself. “If we’re ever putting on a show, I need showgirls.” “And I know just the place.” Poliphilos made his way to the eastern waterfront, booked passage on a ship, and crossed the sea to where it had all begun. he took shelter under the trees for the night, knowing it…
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About “World Renewed”
In brief I describe “World Renewed” as a song that tells about a person who meets someone at a bar only to realise it’s the Devil himself”. The supernatural element wasn’t always there, though. In fact, “World Renewed” is actually already a 30-year-old song as I composed it the first time in 1994! And originally…
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Journey to “World Renewed”
Now that Poliphilos had decided to start the new project, he first needed an ending. And who better to ask about endings than a demon? Perhaps not a prince or even a duke in this case — a minor marquis, earl, or baron should do just fine. Poliphilos had had his share of encounters with…
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The Journey: Why am I doing this?
“I see…” he said thoughtfully and walked slowly towards the window. For a long time, he stood there against the setting sun of late afternoon. The messenger could see the furnishings of the room more clearly now: the square oak table, the chairs, the musical instruments. Fresh flowers had been brought in from a nearby…