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.