On this very May Day, 14 years ago, three guys who met just slightly more than twelve months before in the dark recesses of Rome’s dirties goth clubs decided to forego the celebrations of the day (May 1st is a national holiday in Italy, and a huge concert is organised in one of Rome’s biggest squares, Piazza San Giovanni) and instead hid in one of their homes, playing with samples, synths and drum machines - yes, 2001 was still the year of hardware electronics.
In the Crowley-Harris Thoth deck, the fourteenth Trump is called “Art”, and the Master Therion writes about it: “Transmute all wholly into the image of thy will, bringing each to its true token of perfection. “…Combination of forces, realization, action based on accurate calculation; the way of escape, success after elaborate manoeuvres…”
Fourteen years later, this seems to me the best way to depict my own personal experience with XP8.
I won’t bother you all again with the reasons why we are stopping now: not only I already voiced my thoughts many times in the past year, and you can still read them here or here, but I also keep reading comments like “oh, I’ve heard more from this band now that they quit than ever before”, or “man, that was the longest goodbye ever”.
It was meant to be like this: if I learned something over this years is that unless you are in the business of making pre-canned pop music (which is absolutely a good business, mind you!), you need to create more than “just” music. You need to create a narrative, a myth that people can relate with in every possible way, you need to become an icon for them to both love AND hate.
Only by doing so you can leave a mark.
I think we did leave that mark, among very few others.
No matter what you think of our music or of us personally, you have one opinion about us: and that means we exist in your noosphere, and that is more than 99% of other bands out there. That is our revenge.
Fourteen years ago, XP8 started as a (rather crappy at first) amateurish musical project, and it evolved into a complex hypersigil that will keep on reverberating its message for years to come.
from MARKO RESURRECCION: farewell and goodbye (at least for now)
May 01, 2015, 06:06:pm
Thank you as well for including the fans in this. We're learning from you as well. XP8 is dead was a sad tune man. However I definitely understand the reasoning behind it. I will be following your crew to see what they do next. Thank you.
R.I.P it's been a pleasure meeting and chatting with you guys. You guys always kick ass and thank you for the great music and support to the fans as long as you possibly could. You will be missed greatly.
Everyone who pre-ordered it either on Bandcamp or iTunes should have received their copies directly, and everyone else can purchase it right now, or stream it on Spotify.
In alchemy, albedo is one of the four major stages of the magnum opus; along with Nigredo, Citrinitas and Rubedo. It is a Latinicized term meaning whiteness. Following the chaos or massa confusa of the Nigredo stage, the alchemist undertakes a purification in albedo, which is literally referred to as ablutio – the washing away of impurities. In this process, the subject is divided into two opposing principles to be later coagulated to form a unity of opposites or coincidentia oppositorum during Rubedo.
Titus Burckhardt interprets the albedo as the end of the lesser work, corresponding to a spiritualization of the body. The goal of this portion of the process is to regain the original purity and receptivity of the soul. Psychologist Carl Jung equated the albedo with unconscious contrasexual soul images; the anima in men and animus in women. It is a phase where insight into shadow projections are realized, and inflated ego and unneeded conceptualizations are removed from the psyche.