This story had begun long ago when a band Dark Predestination was created.
Already then they could be distinguished from many bands for their originality and own style in music.
That was predestined that, in a certain moment, some members chose other ways. Only the two remained in the band,
Veromir and Aldogor, who kept working on their music, improving it and composing the new.
They were waiting for a chance to record an album and to release it in a way they intended.
In the meantime a side-project named Menzoberranzan had been launched but the artistic work
on their original Music was going on as before. Many things changed including the title.
The word "dark" disappeared first and then Predestination became ARYAVARTA since the meaning
of the latter reflects the sense of their art far more precisely. And I, your loyal servant,
will try to express here what I have experienced and of what I have been thinking after listening
to the Music of ARYAVARTA. And maybe you will discover a new reality for yourself as I did.
Did you ever feel an inspiration? Not an excitement, not a pleasure of your own originality
but the inspiration when immortal gods enlightened your mind, removed the vain husk which all
of us have. This feeling partly verges on madness, fury of elements, and, in the same time, on
devastation when you realize that you don't have a power even to stir. But suddenly new forces
are arising inside you, bearing you ahead on unimaginably airy wings. We always follow different
paths even the closest of us, they think of the same way but, in fact, it is different roads
separated by slightly noticeable borders. The only essential point is where those ways lead to.
To unlimited powers of the human spirit or into a dead end. ARYAVARTA is a way of the enlightened,
of those who gained an insight, who attempts to make this world more pure and kinder. And for that,
the Music as the most understandable language, accepted by all, has been chosen. You cannot really
notice that a world that just has appeared in your imagination is shattering into thousand crystal
pieces but in a moment it is solid again.
The brutal roar of daemons destroying your peace is turning to the voices of angels treating
your soul. You burn and revive, like Phoenix, in rote, in flaming shining of the sun,
in phantoms of a mirage… Every time you observe a new scene as this Music can be seen and
can be felt by each cell of the body. The way has been long but this makes an honor to the
goers. And it seems that too many stopped to believe, far too many, and only the most reliable
remained with whom we can go ahead. And the way, visible and audible and, above all, waiting
for just them, has become crystal clear.
ARYAVARTA is not only the music, ARYAVARTA is also a community that is
stronger than stones as it was forming through the creativity and the trials of life. When
you try to press their Music into the frames of any direction, in a second it breaks through
with a new unpredictable passage. Everything is proportionate and harmonious here but sometimes
this harmony comes from a seemingly impossible musical form, from a combination of the
incompatible. The Music was born in Valhalla, in the souls of men following the ways of
heroes from ancient legends… This is also a lamentation about the lost, and a warning, and
a majesty, and the beginning of a new world, and much else. You come inside the world that
is before you, it can be seen every day, it did not disappear anywhere but do you have eyes
to see what is evident? It is so easy to turn away from your path and to lose yourself in
the vain and in the paltriness surrounding everyone.
ARYAVARTA is the two men, no, it is far more as there were people on
their uneasy way who just joined and went on with them, sometimes without any help except
for their belief. The release of the first album seems to be the beginning of the way although
many years are behind with lots of ups and downs… However, such Music is not being born in an
hour as it must be endured, its every sound is a sound from the depth of the heart that is unable
not to hear. Maybe these words will have sounded like pathos but I am barely trying to describe
what can talk by itself, just turn on the CD… Then the music will have led you through the moods,
while the words of songs interlaced into the tracery of poetry will have guided you along the
border of this world, opening new horizons and pointing at a chasm separated from you by one
step. In those words and the melodies you will see the unavoidable and the courage which fulfills
those who go to battle. There is no place for injustice and stupidity in this world, everything
black that poisons it is not hidden under shy masks… Before the gaze of this Music you are naked
and open like an ancient book, it seems the very truth is talking to you, and ancient gods who
were always beside are reviving. You are asking yourself a question whether you are able to go
to the light by yourself. A magic of the voice entwined with the melody or a magic of the melody
weaving the voice, it is impossible to say which is more important here, and every note is heard
crystal clear. The guitars are singing or crying, or moaning with a human voice. It seems that
the melody entangled in itself will stop, break suddenly after a while, and the very life will
break with it, but no, from the storm of passions suddenly appears a theme of peace, contemplation,
or conciliation, and immediately the idyll crashes as your conscious is encountering a battle,
a battle with yourself… The Music asks you questions, it does not leave any space for indifference
in spite of whether you are young or your life is approaching the final, and you can find the answers
and the knowledge in it. The Music might be named epical but even this definition cannot express its
essence. The epos is a wise narration while the Music transforms you, rises from the depth of the spirit,
and changes the conscious. This Music is a Sign of the beginning of a new Time, the stalk of gods is
hearable in its sound, the gods are opening the ways to the enlightened who can hear, feel, perceive
and accept the knowledge of foundations of this world.
the Signs of the Times:
1. Lust of Destiny
2. Return of the Ancient Prophecy
3. Great Sanctuary
4. Reverse Side of the Universe
5. Rainbow Hunt
6. Predestination
7. Dedication
8. the Signs of the Times
