CAROLE CINEMA - A ROCK OPERA IN 10 ACTS
This is a journey inward. It’s about closing the eyes to the world and taking the deep plunge into the great subconscious by the means of rock n´roll. When reality fades a certain darkness sets in. As the eyes adjust the light slowly comes creeping in through the cracks. The mind is a theatre, the brain a silver screen. Shielded from the pollution outside the self becomes operatic. It examines itself in the mirror before it prepares for the stage… for the whispering skull, the kingdom, the horse and the dagger in the heart. A roaring crowd appears. It’s the ”me” in all its shapes and sizes. The whole lot. This is the egos own domain crowded by the debris of the world outside. This is the place where the ”I” go to shield itself from the cold outside; away from categories, from the middle ground, from the void of usefulness and towards the purity of the soul.
I digress… anyway.
To tap into this pure uncontaminated part is for me inevitable. The one and only crucial manoeuvre to survive it all. This hidden and gradually decreasing inside, the ”Alex” that’s always there watching as Anders is parading through the tedious blockbuster that’s referred to as reality. It’s the only way in which I can relate to it; as though it’s something else, a play, a movie… a reflection. So here you have it; It’s a snapshot of a life, a me from afar… ”myself” in a technicolor dream.
Keep a knockin´ and you can come in.