Tuesday, November 21, 2017

“The London Air Raids” by Vian Izak – A Song Review

     Thank you Micah Von of Vohnic Music. Your persistence is appreciated.

     For months, we received an update on the progress of a 32-page comic book that is accompanied by music. We finally devoted some time to understanding the project and its music. The artwork and music are both phenomenal. The project is a combination of talents of illustrator Hein Zaayman and singer/songwriter/producer Vian Izak.

     Two tracks are embedded in this post. The vocals distinguish the two from the other quality tracks of the project. The vocals of “Starlit Summer’s Eve” reflect the South African origin of Vican Izak (he currently resides in Nashville). “The London Air Raids” is a song about a couple sheltered during the London air strikes of World War II.

     Quoting the email content from Vohnic Music:
  "Vian Izak, composed of producer Vian Izak and illustrator Hein Zaayman, are releasing a 32 page comic book in conjunction with a two song EP every month from July 2017 to December 2017. The comic book is being released in six installments exclusively available to Spotify users at vianizaksadventures.com.
  Vian Izak’s Adventures follows characters Vian and Hein as they travel through the Arctic on a journey of strange and mysterious phenomenons where they encounter African animals roaming the wastes, massive ancient sculptures, solid ground beneath ice and more. The highly intellectual and philosophical story winds through bizarre and complex turns in the vein of a 1940s radio drama throughout its 32 pages."

     “The London Air Raids” by Vian Izak

      “Starlit Summer’s Eve” by Vian Izak 


Lyrics of “The London Air Raids” by Vian Izak
And we sit here so close in the dark
And we're so close to being torn apart
Ever crash I can feel in our foundation

It runs through my veins and I hate the sensation
But I know that I'm safe here with you
Cause we made it through everything, the old and the new
Just wake me up when all this is over
Wake me up and tell me it's not true

My sweet love watch the air raids
As the streets of London are not safe
And I wish that we could escape
As the beat of the drum keeps on its play
And I long to feel the rain on my face
So I wait, I want the bombs to fade away

And the hum of the airplanes is such a sweet sound
As we're coming up from underground
Coming up to see our ruined state
Coming up to see those ruins that you made

And in the east I hear a nation shout
And we wait for the day when we can sing it out

My sweet love watch the air raids
As the streets of London are not safe
And I wish that we could escape
As the beat of the drum keeps on its play
And I long to feel the rain on my face
So I wait, I want the bombs to fade away

My sweet love watch the air raids
As the streets of London are not safe
And I wish that we could escape
As the beat of the drum keeps on its play
And I long to feel the rain on my face
So, I wait

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