FUTUREAL

I'm surprised how I've completely forgotten about this blog.

Anyways. Next.

I wasn't interested in songwriting for over a year. Some friends were shocked to hear that I didn't want to write new songs. I couldn't believe either.

But as usual, I didn't push it and just let things flow until they get to their natural conclusion.

And they did.

I have been fiddling around with some synthesizers on my computer for like 3 months and I came up with some interesting stuff.

One of those songs was called "Sealed Away" because the sounds made me see being trapped behind the ice in an abandoned wide landscape.

The thing is that I didn't want to sign that as "Flatuleitor". Why? Because even though I've loved all what I did musically this year, I feel this is a new beginning. Therefore I needed a new nickname.

My second name is Aaron, so after trying a few more names I stuck with it. And I published "Sealed Away" by Aaron.

Previously, I thought about being "El Escultor" (The Sculptor).

Didn't really do it, did it?

Then, I was Aaron.

This guy is conscious about his situation

But after publishing the song on many platforms, a friend ask me: Why tf is there an Italian guy in your Spotify profile? That's when something had to change.

I went through a whole mf bunch of names, each more ridiculous and pretentious than the other.

Finally, I thought of the reason for this project, and why I'm here at Tierra del Fuego. The time that I have been here fluctuates a lot in terms of fun, experiences. But mostly fun. I consider myself to be a fun person.

It's unavoidable to compare the different times I've been in Santiago and here and one thing is certain. Time does fly when you're having fun. But not fun in the sense of drinking some bottles or going to parties and banalities. Fun in everyday situations, in what you cook, in the jokes, the music, sharing your life with the person you love. And the sea in front of you.

We've even got some damn flamingos!

This future I'm living now is the future I've wanted to live for a long time. Now it is happening. This future is real. Futureal.

Futureal is also an Iron Maiden song. So what. Fuck everything. Fuck Blazey on "Virtual XI".

Anyways, I decided to go with FUTUREAL from now on and do music in the Synthwave/Outrun fashion. It feels just right.

Now everything is purple, black, sky blue, and grids.

My memories got sealed away. Not erased, just frozen in the cold of Tierra del Fuego.

Santiago is history

Since I'm living in Tierra del Fuego now, I'd like to take a moment to think back what has happened to me and how I ended up living here.

In Santiago, after I realized Noviembre X was history, I struggled very hard to find a decent job as an English teacher.

For months.

I did classes in some government offices, in factories, institutes... But nothing permanent as I wanted.

Little to no money, I had to sell my instruments. SHIT. I get sad again just thinking about it.

Gone.

All but gone except for the guitar.

So, as I was saying, I did classes in many places and I spent the whole day running around, getting on buses, the metro, walked by foot long distances.

At least I have nice pictures to show for.

The Commerce Building, I used to do classes there 

Parque Forestal

Parque Forestal from another angle

Archivo Nacional building

Santiago has taste, miraculously

I used to walk here as well, just listening to music

Some highway. I used to do classes nearby

Parque Forestal with some basic filtering

Santa Lucia hill, downtown Santiago. I used to do classes just in front of it.

There are some cool artists in Santiago, predictably

Museum of Fine Arts of Santiago

Some hills outside of Santiago. Clear days, as I recall

In front of a factory I used to do classes at

I also had a lot of problems on my last months in fucking Santiago. I got engaged in a fight on the street with a drunken asshole who hit me with a glass bottle on my forehead. It was only centimeters next to my temple. I could've been seriously injured.

So I hit the motherfucker with MY fists on HIS head while he was on the floor. I overheard Paulina on the distance saying something about "stopping".

I had to take a sick permit at work, so I stopped making money for a week.

And so on. The problems didn't stop.

We decided to study something else, I went with International Commerce and she with Accounting.

But, the first day we noticed that there was something wrong. We weren't making enough money by March as we wanted and tried. To live in Santiago by our own wasn't a viable option.

So we decided living in Punta Arenas, Magellan Region, with Paulina's family for a time while we got in our feet.

A couple of days after, she gave me contact information about a job in Tierra del Fuego, in the same region where we wanted to go and live at. So, I sent my CV. And I called.

A week after that I got a call from the school offering me the position with very good income. So I said to them "hell yeah! I am traveling to Tierra del Fuego this weekend to live there and everything".

I bought the tickets and sold everything I had in Santiago.

I sold everything except for the guitars that I used to record the Overlord albums and the Noviembre X EP.

Including my Yamaha cassette deck

And my tapes

These tapes as well

I didn't sell her

See you Santiago!  NOT!

Fuck it, I'm back

It's been almost a year... again. A long long time... again. Simply because I tend to forget I have this blog. It's really incredible how much stuff can happen in a short time when there are other hundreds of dull hours, months, years, etc.

I have made my calculations and there's been almost 9 months (I wasn't pregnant) since my last post in this place. I came up by it by looking at old Overlord posts over the internet and given that there are not many places talking about it, I ended up here.

And??? Well???

Well. I am not living in Santiago anymore.

Say whaaat?

I am living in Porvenir, a little town in the south of Chile, in Tierra del Fuego province, just in front of the Strait of Magellan. AND IT'S COLD LIKE IT'S NOT A JOKE!

I came here to teach English in a little school and save money to leave Chile for good. I moved here with Paulina, my dear. We have lived here since April this year and it's been quite difficult in a strange land so far away from "civilization". Hell, we are literally living in an island.

The Great Island of Tierra del Fuego, in the bottom end of the world