"Tolerance Collapse" Review #1

Self-released (2014)

Rating: 8/10

Overlord is a one-man thrash band that I really enjoy listening to, and have done since the Tiempos Antares debut which emerged in 2011. Since then, the one and only multi-instrumentalist known as Flatuleitor has carved out quite a career, resulting in a trio of albums, with this one following on from 2013’s Blackout.


The man rises every morning out of Santiago, Chile, and believe me, this is the sort of thrash metal you should get up for too. Forget the current batch of pretenders; Overlord is a sneering, dry-throated and nefarious project which comes complete with some truly staggering soloing and thrash compositions that blend grisly black metal and technical old school thrash metal in the vein of old Kreator and the likes.


Considering this guy was born in 1991, I can only applaud his knowledge, maturity and passion for thrash metal, and bow down and worship some of the blistering numbers he has to offer here. Clearly pissed off with the world, Flatuleitor finds time to let off steam amid a barrage of evil drums, raw stripped down guitars and earthy bass, but without sounding like all the crust-covered, punk-influenced black metal bands doing the rounds. Instead, this is best described as no frills yet thrilling thrash metal.

This release has everything you’d want from a thrash metal album; the chugging riffs which make way for starker practice to a progressive bass ramble, those vicious, ash-coated vocals which come to life on the likes of ‘Don’t Fuck With Science’, the snarling opener ‘Karadima Boys’ which vents anger and condemnation at the Catholic church, and the technical prowess of ‘Modern-Days Skeptic Flux’.


It’s one of those albums that deserves recognition, because I can only guess at what this guy could be capable of with a more substantial team behind him. If – like me – you’ve been brought up with primitive thrash metal then Tolerance Collapse really is going to be your thing, because it boasts clever lyrics, some superb riffs, solos and fluent structures which enable the record to haunt the ears like some malevolent spectre. While old school Kreator comes to mind, I’m also hearing the likes of Protector as well as Sadus within those scathing rhythms and bestial vocals.


While there may be countless bands called Overlord, make sure you lend an ear to this one. As one-man bands go, this is mightily impressive thrash metal. Laced with melody and hinting at death metal with shades of blacker influence, this is at times a progressive extreme metal experience that only gives us a glimpse as to what this man is capable of.


Neil Arnold

Note: I read this review months ago and I thank you Neil for your comments about the album. It means a lot to me, thank you.

This review was retrieved from:

Flatuleitor out.

Reasons to EXIST

Get ready for the metaphors.

Every individual has a sort of engine inside. It drives you through life and it works sort of decently in the different roads you have to pass through because sometimes to drive in a highway it's not the same as driving through the dessert or through a fucking swamp (got it?).

You'd need different kinds of engines for different scenarios and that's the reason why there are so many different types of cars. Some are better for traveling through city, others for the countryside and the like.

So here it comes the problem. You only have ONE engine. And which type of engine it is? I have no idea. Do I know what kind of engine I have? I'm almost sure but not 100%. It is very important to know what type of engine you have in order to know which type of road to take. You can't go to the mountain in a mini-cooper or drive around the streets in a fucking tank.

I have thought many times since I was a little kid that if something happened to my fingers or to my hands so they have to be removed or something, I'd have 2 choices: go to the countryside in solitude and cultivate the land for ever or kill myself. I wouldn't float around like a dumb motherfucker with a goddamn thing in my hands to play the guitar. Probably I wouldn't take the shit that involves to be in that situations so probably I'd go for the second option.

So the only thing that really makes me happy is to play and listen to music. But mainly to play an instrument. I'm free while I have the strength. I make the rules. It gives me power and control. But not in the sense we are used to:

If you look closely you can see that the guy in the picture is actually happy.

It gives me power in the sense that I'm able to control the world around me, escape from reality maybe (personal shit right there). 

At least that was the way I used to feel. I have to say I'm under a BIG-FUCKING-MASSIVE-MONSTER-ASS VORTEX OF STRESS. So I have no energy to play a fucking string. That's why my music sucks so hard recently. But that's o' right, I'm in the final year of my career studying to be an English Teacher so they have to put a lot of weight on us. The problem is I'm always too tired to play the guitar (or the bass).

But fortunately that brings some results:

FCE certificate

Living and trying to EXIST.

Flatuleitor out.

Update #6

I cancelled everything for the 3rd time.

I don't like that music. I don't like MY music. I don't like the way it sounded, the arrangements, the speed, the character and the textures of the songs, even though some people did like the "demos".

I don't feel the joy and the pleasure to write music as I always have. I don't felt the CONNECTION with my music, almost if they weren't my children, unlike what happened with other songs from other albums. I don't felt they are part of me, that they don't belong to me. It is strange since I have acquired some ability to write riffs by practice through almost 6 years of being into Thrash Metal.

Thrash Metal. Once it was part of my existence. I would say my everything. I lived to play solos like in the records I used to listen the most and live the life of a "thrasher" was an inspiration and a way of living. All my friends were part of that at that time.

Through my records with Overlord I tried to develop a level of mastery by my own. Experimenting with everything. Through all the albums I made I tried to achieve that level until last year I made the effort of my life and recorded "Tolerance Collapse" which I feel is the most important achievement of my life. But that's all. What comes after...

I didn't want to recognize it but I have to admit it with sheer honesty. Thrash Metal has boundaries. When I was a teenager I thought Thrash was infinite and endless in all its power and aggression, and I continued thinking the same until very recently when I saw it clearly: there it comes a point where you reach the end of the road and I have to pick sides:

• Go back and walk it again with more knowledge
• Fuck it all and move on to the next level
• Break my head until stroke trying to find the new shape for Thrash to come

I cancelled the album because I tried new harmonies and textures that just didn't work. So it is very frustrating at this point. VERY FUCKING FRUSTRATING. 

Will those motherfuckers that download music on the Internet know the shit us musicians have to take to make music? All the emotional instability that causes to create new paths? All the pain and joy deprivation?

Flatuleitor out.

Update #5

A long time has passed and I probably will continue leaving more empty spaces in this blog.

This is what has occurred with the goddamn record:

• I have the tracklist done, and I hope it won't be any more modifications. I sincerely hope so.
• The concept for the album is almost done, I have to think about it even more.
• I have some good riffs already laid down on Ableton and some of them are quite novel.
• In fact, I have started with 7 tracks of 8 that I want for the album. I have some of the names for each one of them.
• I've got the basic structures for each of those 7 tracks, I only have to order them and fuck around a little more.

I have been recording with a plugin "THD" or something, and it has some good sounds and presets. In general terms it's pretty awesome, except for the FX's which are not as good as the amp models. The problem is that for the palm-mute technique it doesn't represents what I'm actually playing, it sounds the same as it was played with "hand-open".

So I'm thinking of playing with the reliable good old ToneLab. I have the sound in my mind, so it's only a matter of dedication and patience of tuning the pedal board and finding the one that comes closer to what's on my mind. After that I can modify the shit out of it with my arsenal of plugins.

Update: 4#

I'll begin writing some lyrics. I'm not satistied with the demo recordings I've been doing so far. Something is missing. I don't know exactly what, but I'll find out.

In the meantime, I'm listening some fucking Cranium.

I have the idea in my head. I have to take it out.

That's it. Flatuleitor out.

Refinement #2

All right, more refinement.

I realized some days ago that what I need this year is utter destruction Thrash fucking Metal. I feel I'm ready to record a sick ass album. I realized that at this moment in my life before I finish my program as a student I seriously need to put all my musical knowledge down (and acquire some others) in this record, for history.

So, this concept "Past, Present and Future" didn't suit my purposes right now, maybe it can be useful in a couple of years on.

And I thought it could be a good mixture from the let's say "destructive" side to the "analytical/insightful" one. It is also related with the kind of music I want to do and the kinds of riff I want to lay the fuck down here.

I have some titles already (which are quite graphic sometimes) and a bunch of riffs recorded and the sound I want is almost ready.

So it's time to get inspired and write some fucking ill music.

That's it. Flatuleitor out.

First Univ Week

This is my last year before I graduate from English Pedagogy with all my degrees and shit. I'm very excited and happy at the same time, I have great teachers and the atmosphere is quite nice. This last year demands a lot from us students, we have to take some fucking hard exams to fulfill the requirements provides by the State.

Anyway, back to our business which is music, not pedagogy let me tell you.

I think I have the key for this record in terms of concepts and riffage mainly, but the actual process I think it will be more relaxed than previous efforts. I mean, the last four years had been like frantic writing/recording all the time. Not this time.

I want to take an actual time to actually write the songs, without leaving any detail behind. Obviously in previous albums I'd been paying attention to that progressively through the years, but now I really want to take the shit out big fucking time.

So the process will be a lot slower. It is also because, as I said in the first paragraph, this year University will be a lot harder, so I have to be responsible too. I don't want to spend extra time to complete my courses. No fucking way.

That's it. Flatuleitor out.

Changing Plans

It's not that I'm an insecure guy who can't keep an opinion/decision more than 2 days. Look, us people who create things first of all have a notion. Then that notion is sort of put to test through, in this case, my criteria. Sometimes that notion is proved either not to be "cool enough" for me, or it needs some twist (which sometimes ends changing the whole thing). It's about finding as many new "paths" as humanly possible.

This way of doing things is very related to the scientific method. Why? well, if you remember from earlier on this post and if you are quite familiar with the scientific method that should be enough to make my point. And if not, well ... why ever bother.......
Nobody is even reading this shit anyways....
That's somehow a relief.

But relief from what or whom? The fans?? The magazines?? Hahahahahhaha.... ha... and motherfucking ha.

Anyway. Fuck it. I'm changing the name of this shitasspissing album. Is gonna be called "Beyond". As simple as that. Go beyond space and time and possibly include all the material I posted in the previous post in some weird way.

For me is more exciting the new name. Is more "open", more "broad". It's not so "tight" as the previous concept that I had.

About the sound, I finally gave up with all the shit I tried and decided to stay with Amplitube and created my own preset and I learnt a very interesting trick with it.

Aaaaand finally I have the title for the first track that probably will stay all the way through this writing process:

"Presto Fortissimo". A little heads-up: It going to be intense.

That's it. Flatuleitor out.

Distortion and Setup Issues

I'm beginning the writing process, but before that I want to ensure myself that I'm having the right distortion for the album. Currently I'm using Amplitube 3 for the rhythm guitars as seen below:

Rhythm Guitar 1

Rhythm Guitar 2

But I have a problem. It doesn't deliver the distortion I want (even when I tried every possible configuration, using different amps models, stomp distortions, FX, etc.).

I want a clear direct distortion with a "medium size" bottom, I'm looking for definition in this record, not too much distortion of fuzz, maybe some crunch, but not too much and Amplitube 3 doesn't satisfy me. I like the bottom and some of the response of those two amps I'm showing right now, but they don't have enough definition for my taste.

Look at that shit. As useless as it gets.

Now the question is: Can't you spend money on good high-end amps, you cheap bastard? The answer is: I'm already spending a lot of money to pay for my education and it always has been my policy (in Overlord at least) that all has to be "home sound". Maybe when I'm finishing my career I'll buy a fucking Mesa triple rectifier.

In the meantime, I'm thinking of using my brother's Vox multieffect. Maybe that's the answer. But I have used it for the last 3 records and I want to change a little production wise.

Or... maybe microphone the Frontman 212R I have at home? I fucking have the sound in my head, I just have to find the nearest shit to it.

Maybe it's time to go more classy.

That's it. Flatuleitor out.

Busy Evening...

(Pilot script for what became DEATH OF NATIONS)

New Album

Honestly, I'm over this shit.

But what can I do? I HAVE to record another album, otherwise ANXIETY WILL KILL ME. Seriously.
I have no idea about the concept, the sound, if the album will be more Death than Thrash, or if I will put some Jazz into it.

I have no idea about the lyrics or the topic anyway whatsoever.

Today, March 1st, I woke up early with this thing in my mind. I revisited some old drums sounds in my VSTs and I took my guitar and I tried to get a cool sound, but I don't even know where it goes musically. I need to get some new strings soon.

Everything I'm certain about right now it's that the album will be in the key of D minor, you know, 2 semitones from the standard 440.

Any updates will be posted. I will keep track of EVERYTHING (I hope) here.

Meanwhile, I'm just listening "The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway" of Genesis.

After listening to this masterpiece, I realize that the album will be more melodic and aggressive than the previous ones and I will add some Jazz passages and flavor to it, maybe it won't sound "mainstream", but do I really ever wanted to sound like that?

That's it. Flatuleitor out.

Mazes For Sale

This is how it feels right now

A while ago (about 9 years now) I have my first encounter with what I felt it was the real deal. I had some friends who were trying to play guitar and go "for the next level", when I met a guy who at that time I thought he was a sort of demigod of guitar. He played classical pieces (without using any pick) and had a complete mastery of the instrument, it was so that that was the first time I felt really blown away.

Apart from classical stuff he played a lot of flamenco pieces and he taught us some of his repertoire and the essence of the fine and complex art of the flamenco guitar (I still remember some of that), but most importantly, he showed us the master, Paco de Lucía. That changed my life.

Some years later, and probably I'd say this, I began listening to Metallica and that changed my paradigm of music. From then, I follow the path of "Metal" until 2008 when I met two crazy guys who showed me "Death" and of course Chuck Schuldiner. That changed my life again, I began to listen more obscure stuff and one thing led to another and I started writing my own shit and have my first band.

Those were happy, crazy years where I met a lot of interesting people and learnt a lot of things.

After that, about 1-2 years ago, I began to put attention to some of the MP3 files I had for a long time and entered a world called "The Jazz Ocean". ANOTHER CHANGE FOR FUCKS SAKE! I DON'T EVEN UNDERSTAND JAZZ AT A COGNITIVE LEVEL AT ALL!

For all the changes I've been through this is the most hard and chaotic of all. But that's fine, that's not a problem for me per se, the problem is that my thirst for composition it never quenches. So what do I do? Continue writing Thrash/Death? Try to understand Jazz better and then take off? My inner shit says that I belong to distortion and speed, but that could be only because I've doing this for so long?

That puts my whole life in a sort of limbo, where nothing can happen. And that's what happens. Nothing.

That's it. Flatuleitor out.

The Overlord EP

About the EP itself I must say... the songs were fine (?) but the lyrics were something else (this is related with Christianity). My musical mood at that time was very frantic, unpolished and sometimes repetitive.

At that time I was still into Christianity (but with serious doubts), my inspirations at that time were, for instance, Mortification, Vengeance Rising, Believer, and the like. Even though they put out some serious albums back in the day (Believer's "Dimensions" is a total technical holocaust), today I don't share their "worldview" at all. Anyway, I was very influenced back then.

About the EP itself, sometimes I try to listen to it, but I can't. I just can't. Not because of the music/sound of it (even though it sounds very raw and unpolished) but because of the lyrics. They were wrote in Spanish and it dealt with the superiority of GAWD and how everybody must tremble before his holy douchebagness.

Sometimes I think how incredible the human being is, how someone can turn 180 degrees from the most essential aspects of his life. I born in Christianity, I was indoctrinated everyday since then, mixing nonsense with feelings everywhere. It was atrocious. That's why even though it's part of someone process or "spiritual journey", I can't help but feeling awkward about this EP everytime I try to listen to it.

Anyway, after released, I began the search for musicians (at that time I wanted Overlord to be a full-member band). That search took place on the internet in many different forums and then finally two guys from a band called "Mashet" responded to the call and contacted me in order to play together and smash some asses, destroy the cosmos... you know... Thrash Business. Unfortunately, after a few rehearsals and never finding "a proper drummer", Overlord as a full member band concept went to shit.

After that, I felt somehow miserable because I felt that as a failure. But in March of 2011 after entering University for the first time, I decided to fuck on everybody and do all the shit by my goddamn own. That's when the "Tiempos Antares" sessions began. But that's another story.

This fucking EP, even though it appears on Overlord's official discography, it doesn't represents me neither lyrically nor conceptually. At all.

Here're some pictures from that time:

One of my best friends "Chocho Necromoco"

Recording vocals. Look at the microphone.

Some of the gear.

Marshall Valvestate II

That's it. Flatuleitor out.

Human States... A Utopia

HSNA: "Human States of Nowhere/Anywhere"

We all have dreamed with the perfect place. In fact, if I'd ask you about your ideal or utopic place, immediately you'd think about material matters, let's say, a forest, a green field, an afternoon at the beach, or even a full week blasting casino machines (surrounded by high-class-whores/suspiciously gentle putos). But why am I doing this assumption?

The material world we live is in some aspects completely the opposite: Things most of the time never work as expected and people you trust finally end up disappointing you. So, what's up with the "Human States"?

There's a place, let's say a landscape. The inner landscape. Sometimes that place is unknown and obscure and blurry, even hostile (at first). Some of us know that place and we've been there many times, when we are tired of dealing with conformists uni-dimensional shitheads. Of course that place can be seen as hostile at first, because as humans we have the inherited fear of the unknown, but what does separate us from, let's say, the neanderthals? We can rest upon the shoulders of previous generations and trust in the investigations and empiric data collected through the centuries.

People, I mean, weak minded people are still afraid of changes, afraid of the unknown, afraid of those different from them. That fear is "rationalized" and transformed into hate. A extensive list can be made.

Here it comes the planeee

That's why nobody is talking about this inner landscape anywhere in the media. It seems like no one cares. Apart from this fact we can add some more, here in Chile the school hours of History and Arts were reduced to give more space to Math. Numbers. Does that contemplate such a life-important concept as to know your inner landscape?

The utility is more than the inherent value of the human being who knows him/herself. That's the order, that's the reality. Society values you for what you give to them, what you are able to produce or deliver.

All things considered, I don't want to be esoteric or write about pseudo-scientific nonsense. I'm just simple saying: all of us can live in a common nation, something that some people say "I'm a citizen of the world", to live in one state, where you control your fate, and please don't be confused with alienation from reality, just know what's inside of you.

When you do that, when you know you inner landscape and when you are able to go there anytime you want you will find more people like you there, and you'll realize you are finally in the Human States. Enjoy yourself.

That's it. Flatuleitor out.

First Years With Music

Maybe this post is too personal for a public blog, but given that probably I'm the only motherfucker reading this: HERE WE GO.

I can't really remember exactly when I had my first personal encounter with Music. Probably it happen even before I was conceived. Anyway, the first thing that I can remember is playing a toy-guitar from my brother who got that for Christmas (I received a robot).

My conscious journey began at the age of 4 when I asked a friend of my mom to teach me to play the guitar. The most beautiful, kind, gentle, funny and smart woman I've ever known. She was my first inspiration (still is).

After being taught for several months my dad bought me an acoustic guitar. I remember taking it every day, practicing for hours. I even remember my parents sometimes had to take it away from me (I suppose it's harmful for a little boy to play guitar, maybe a gory/sexual/crude TV program/game could be more "suitable").

About that particular aspect, I have to say I really love when there's some little kid on TV playing either piano or violin or whatever, and they say that they study music since they're 5 years old, or some shit like that. And then they show their parents and they say "...yeah, we supported or son/daughter because we believed in them..." I can only think about my possible scenario at this point of my life if I had received the support from my parents.

I always was a sort of a rockstar in my mind.

I have very bad memories since the moment when my parents realized I wasn't fucking around with the guitar, that I was serious about that. They're many... many bad episodes, passing through my whole infancy and early youth. Even today I have problems related with music with my parents. Even today.

The root of all that has a name. One fucking name. RELIGION. The root of all the problems of my life. I'll expand on this later on.

But whatever, I'm here talking about music.

I spent all my early years in church. Most of the times against my will. But that brought me the possibility of interacting with a large number of "musicians" and I learning by practicing, both in my house and at church.

I began writing songs at the age of 8 with my little guitar and with my little voice. All those songs where about how cool God was (I didn't know any other "type" of music, you know), and to make my parents happy, maybe to win their consideration and approval.

So I spent all those years practicing the guitar basics over and over again. And after some years I advanced a lot compared with the rest of dudes from the church and that brought some consequences, both good and bad.

When you learn the music, you can open new grounds and new ways of doing the same the rest is doing (yes, music at an early age increase your creativity). Anyway, something that called my attention at that time was the framework of music. That can be modified depending on the circumstances, the style, the genre, the mood, the social-historic context, etc. And in this case, in church, the framework was (is) so little and tight and repetitive that when I tried to do "new stuff" everybody turned to me looking upset and I even received some comments like: "Don't play like that" That's the evil's way" "Restrain yourself and don't make us look more mediocre than we already are".

And given that I was a little kid I followed their advice. For years. Now, I can look behind and say: "Well, probably it helped me to practice the basics even more, so I had a more powerful musical foundations".

But one day Metal came into my life. In a Metallica "S&M" album form.

But that's another story.

Conclusion: Don't take shit from anybody. Listen to the advices, but do whatever it feels right.

That's it. Flatuleitor out.

Why a Blog and not a YouTube Channel?

I've always loved Blogger. Since I was in highschool I had some little blogs talking about toddler shit, you know...

"Dear blog, today I had morning wood and my sister fucking saw it. Awkward." 
"Dear blog, today at school I caught my Math teacher giving me a nasty look so I asked permission to go to the bathroom"
"Dear blog, the eggs are starting to burst. And it's green this time" (Well, the last one never happened. Can you imagine? Seriously, imagine that).

I deleted all that shit. Even though I remember doing a backup of all that nonsense, if I can only remember where I put that...

Anyway, I watch a lot of YouTube videos, about many topics. Game plays (African american voices and mannerisms are the best. I don't want to say nigga slang), some Jazz channels, Bass-guitar-related,  Music (duh?), comedy (Tim fucking Minchin, Louis CK, Tangalanga, among others) and more lately Atheist channels.

I find the YouTube way to express yourself ("broadcast yourself" anybody?) quite direct and let's say "updated". In contrast Blogger it's sort of abandoned today.
Why? Simple. People don't like to read anymore. 
It's easier to watch a 3 minutes video with a straight forward message than reading a big ass testament and rescue 2 ideas from it.

If you read "youtube" with Spanish pronunciation, it can be heard as "I had"

So why make a blog if you know beforehand that the people ratio will be much lesser? Exactly because of my last statement, the people who actually read/follow/make/share blogs are those who love reading. I don't want to be too pragmatic but that's the only reason I can come up to.
Wait, the other reason is that given that I know the English language, my pronunciation is kind of floppy (even though I passed the FCE test in 2012) and I like my ideas to get inside the receiver without hesitations, stutters, etc.
If by any chance you have something to add/discuss/refute the comment section is always open. I like discussions.

That's it. Flatuleitor out.

Chilean Overlord

Given that this is my personal blog, I'm entitled to post whatever the fuck I want to and blow my own horn for a while -PAUSE-.

I want to talk about OVERLORD. Overlord is (was?) a Thrash/Death Metal band that I started in 2010 here in Santiago de Chile. I began with writing some songs which ended up in a EP which was released later that year.

Overlord  - 2010

After that I decided to continue the punishment and through 2011 I worked in "Tiempos Antares" and well, I released it totally gratis as with all my albums. That year I began my degree as English Teacher so I divided my time between the Univ and Overlord so given that I was a freshman, the pressure wasn't too hard. At one point I felt I was totally born to do "Tiempos Antares", it was my destiny to put this shit out there.

Tiempos Antares - 2011

In early 2012 I started a new band with some friends from the Faculty called Frog Skeleton Impalement (FSI). It was a Death Metal band and it was my attempt to make "fun/joke" metal, you know, basic riffs and patterns, joke lyrics... a sort of Municipal Waste "DeathMetallized". That was an awesome chapter of my life with good friends and good music. Unfortunately things didn't work out even though we had some rehearsals and me with another friend wrote some good songs (which later took part in another Overlord album).

In September 2012 I had a very deep conversation with a long time friend in which he expressed his feelings about "Tiempos Antares" making a series of respectful, admirable comments.
Those comments made a deep impact and even though we were, let's say, drunk, I saw honesty and respect. That motivated me to start working on a new record.
The new album was supposed to be called "Antiprophecies" and it was finished on December the same year. Almost half of the album was never included on the final mastering. Finally I decided to call it "Blackout" according with the lyrical approach of the album which I felt it represented more the title.

Blackout - 2013

I had understood that one of my best friends who was at the army at the time was going to be "released" that same month so I wanted to release "Blackout" when he came to Santiago because he was near Punta Arenas (more than 2000 km. of distance). But sometimes odds are just bitches. He called me to tell me that he was going to be in Santiago in March/April of 2013. Fuck.
So I postponed the release date.

But what happened in the meantime? Well, in January 2013 I had a sort of romantic deception and what better way to put the fucking shit away that making an album. It started as an experiment: I wanted to create an EP in less than a month, filling it with "standard" riffs, frantic rhythms, a hideous voice and strange lyrics. What was my goal? Create a some sort of album which were basic Thrash Metal/Death Metal with not much effort from my part and still see if that had success, I mean obviously not commercial but in terms of impact. And according to the comments I received, the goal was achieved.

Conclusion: You don't need to break your head writing complex, technical, thought-provoking material; you just need a couple of riffs, a very raw distortion, very fast tempo and unintelligible screams to be successful in today's metal panorama.
This obviously is sarcasm. But with a pinch of genuine hope losing. Seriously.

The Undead Cantata - 2013

The next day (seriously) after I released "The Undead Cantata" I began working on the next Overlord dose and the project code name was "The Rise and Fall of Stephanie Z" and it was supposed to be a concept album divided in 2 discs (yeah, that's crazy). Don't even ask me about the story behind that pretentious title. All I can remember is that it went about some woman from outer space who saved the Earth from extinction.
Now I can realize why it didn't work out.

Anyway, I wrote about 6 songs before entering class in March. After I realized that "Stephanie" wouldn't do the trick, the phrase "Tolerance Collapse" attacked me. For weeks. I tried to rationalize and apply it to any aspect of my life and then suddenly I yelled "THE FUCKING FINAL OVERLORD ALBUM!" (Well, I didn't ACTUALLY said that. I said something like: "Conchetumare ahí 'ta el nombre pa' la weá de Overlord!").

It should be pointed out that I was sort of fed up with the whole Overlord thing at that point. But anyway, I decided to make the effort of my life, despite the results from "The Undead Cantata" experiment. I tried really hard to do my best, working really hard the whole motherfucking year.

I began the sessions in late March/early April of 2013 and the instruments were finished in November of the same year. My goal was to finish the album before 2013 finished, but sadly, my "microphone provider" (a cool guy who was supposed to lend me a super cool studio microphone) had some problems and December 31th came and I was like "Fuck it, DIY all the time bitch!" so I purchased a shitty Corean microphone and I began recording the vocals.

I spent January 2014 post producing the whole shit and at that point I was more than exhausted from the fucking University and the interminably long "Tolerance Collapse" sessions. So probably the final mixing was not so good.

Tolerance Collapse - 2014

And that's it up to this date. Overlord was a very important part of my life, I made a lot of mistakes but I also learnt a lot.
I will continue talking about Overlord in this blog, probably sharing the albums, some stories and everything related to it. This was just a brief history of what happened.

But it's time to move on.

Let's explore new grounds!

That's it. Flatuleitor out.

Pretentious and Narcisistic

Hello.
This is Flatuleitor.
This is my blog.
This is a dog.

A dog indeed.

So who's Flatuleitor?
I'm a chilean musician (22), I study English Pedagogy, as a side activity. So my whole life spins around Music.
I have been playing guitar since I was 5 years old, fucking around all these years in different bands, most of them related either to Thrash Metal or Death Metal.
I have (had?) a solo band called Overlord in which I spend the most productive years of my life, writing without any pressure from any front.
Also, I'm just one step away from atheism. I come from a very radical traditionalist Christian background/family, since I was born. Yeah, since the moment I popped out to this world I was bombed with insanity. So is not easy to leave everything behind at once, even though I trust in Logic and Reason. More updates coming soon...
Anyway, apart from my Metal let's say, musical "formation", about 3 years ago I began to explore other styles and of course I began to write songs from different styles, even "samba". That's right, samba.
All these years I have been playing the electric guitar, but in 2012 a bass guitar came to my arms after a hard struggle against my past. So this is kind of my instrument now, even though it's tough to separate myself from the electric guitar after all these years.

And that brings us to the main purpose of this blog.

This moment of my life is going to be marked by big decisions. And those decisions probably won't make everybody happy, so this blog is mainly for me as a sort of log book (that's where "blog" comes from?).

Also it will serve me to make propaganda of myself. Shamelessly.

This was me in 2011. What happened after? Stick around.

That's it. Flatuleitor out.