A Secret Door
God, do you all know how much I miss the old editor here on WordPress? I miss it so much. And also, Hi. It’s been a little while, has it not? But my plan is to try to pick this stuff up again, mostly because I actually benefit from it mentally. But also because why the hell not?
There has been so much that has happened since last we spoke. I mean, obviously seeing there has been like a year since we last spoke. But what matters at the very moment is that in a week I’ll be seeing Avatar live again. I don’t remember on top of my head when was the last time I saw them, aside from the show at Fållan four years ago.
But I cannot wait. It’s been a while since I was this excited for a show – aside from Sabaton’s The Legendary Tour, which I guess I’ll be recapping at a later time and tell about my little touring party. But for now, Avatar.
And I realize more than ever that I actually never really gave Avatar the recognition in my life that they deserve. Not as in how great of a live band or how much I love their music, because I can honestly not shut up about it. However, the way Avatar has probably saved my life on more than one occasion.
Their vague, yet incredibly dark and macabre lyrics offers a lot of comfort for a dark little soul such as myself, and the fact that most of the songs are so vague, allows you to put your own trauma and pain on top of it, allowing you not only to feel your emotions, but also act on them. I may never truly find out what “Paint Me Red” is about and what it means to Johannes – but I do know what it means to me and how many times it has calmed the storm inside.
Every day I wake up and choose violence, not actual violence, but some what of a resentment of being and outcast in a world made for normies – and without Avatar helping me to let it burn or whatever, what would I be doing? What would I be doing with my life?
With that said, leading up to the show, I’ll be dissecting some albums and discuss what they end up meaning to me.
// Sara
Sara Hammerzmith 
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