Change Of Seasons by Castrum Doloris
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Change of Seasons
First presented at AntIQ 2000 [2000.08.18]
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Credits
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-ÄÄÄÂÄÄÄÄ--Äþhhc (exe) úúúùùù Farkas G bor ùùùúúú [email protected]
ÃÄ-ÄÄÄþGrass (png) úúúùùù Vigh David ùùùúúú [email protected]
ÃÄÄÄÄÄÄþMozy (mp3) úúúùùù M¢zes Attila ùùùúúú [email protected]
ÃÄùÄþLeader[ (mp3) úúúùùù Hegeds Zolt n ùùùúúú [email protected]
ÀÄÄÄùÄþAries (asc) úúúùùù Fehr J nos ùùùúúú [email protected]
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Rights
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³ This material is not freeware! You're allowed to copy it
. freely for non-profit purposes, but nothing can be changed
³ for the demo without our written permission. If you modify the
| code, graphics or the musics or you steal them, we will kick
³ your ass. We take no responsibility for the demo. If it cause
³ hardware problems, it's your own problem...
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Who we are?
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-ÄÄÄÄÄÄÂþLeaderC (mp3) úúúùùù Hegeds Zolt n ùùùúúú [email protected]
ÃÄÄÄþMozy (mp3) úúúùùù M¢zes Attila ùùùúúú [email protected]
ÚùÀÄÄþAries (asc) úúúùùù Fehr J nos ùùùúúú [email protected]
|
ÃÄ-ÄÄÄÄþHHC (exe) úúúùùù Farkas G bor ùùùúúú [email protected]
ÀÄùÄÄþGrass (png) úúúùùù Vigh D vid ùùùúúú [email protected]
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About CMDS ³
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³
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³ Once uppon a time there was a team called Black RainboW. One
³ member - LeaderC [musician] - left the group after AntIQ'98
³ and he made another team with a friend of him - Mozy
| [musician] - called CastruM DoloriS. CMDS means funeral
³ parlour. We chose this name, 'cos that time we'd got dark
³ feelings, and we thought that name expressed our approach
ú about the world, our view of life. A few days later another
³ friend joined called Aries [swapper]. This three man is the
³ engine of this little team. We've made several projects, but
³ all of them were failed, 'cos we hadn't got any active
³ coder/graphician/key framer. We had got some outers, Nihil,
³ Guillotine, Doominator, Ellyn, Blue Dragon, Luppy, Pe3, LGB,
³ RaZ etc... but they did not do anything, so we kicked them out
. [except Ellyn and Blue Dragon]. Hhc_, a young coder joined
³ this year. We are very happy, 'cos he is active enough. We've
³ got now a new graphician, the leg of god, Grass. He is an
ù oldface on the scene, and he is really good! So, this 5 men
³ are the CastruM DoloriS. i hope it's enough.
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About This Demo ³
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|
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³ So after we'd got a whole team, we wanted to make a demo which
³ is a 2d oldschool ['cos we haven't got any key-framer],
³ artistic, great demo. The main idea of the four seasons is
³ Aries'. The base ideas were: make something new but within'
³ oldschool environment demo with few code and lot's of graphics
ù demo with 4 zax demo run under linux but of course there were
³ several hardship. The musicians had to compose music in two
³ and a half minutes which was very difficult, reach a feeling
| in 2.5minutes, it's not an easy job. Beacause both musician
³ hates tracking, the musics were MP3 witch was another
³ difficulty. The coder [hhc] wanted to code the demo under DOS,
. 'cos he knows DOS better, so the demo will run under DOS, but
³ we've confidence in the future and we hope that the next CMDS
³ demo will run under Linux too. So, here we are. The demo
³ header is in C (because of midas and mpglib), and effects are
³ fullasm.
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LeaderC's thanks ³
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| Mixi ^ Picasso Point
³ Blala ^ Byteam/Elvont
. Arpi ^ Astral
³ Larry ^ CN
³ Ervin ^ Abaddon
³ Codeorgo ^ Black RainboW
ú Mozy ^ CMDS
³ Aries ^ BR/CMDS
³ jabberwock ^ crash orchestra/dinasty/contract
³ da Blondie ^ Singular
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hhc's thanks |
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³ Codeorgo ^ Black Rainbow
. Megasys
³ Picard ^ Exceed
³
| and for the authors of MIDAS Zlib Mpglib
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Aries' thanks |
ÀÄù-Ä¿ ÄÄÄÄùÄÄÄ-ÄÄÄ-ÄÙ
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| A kurva any tok...
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Mozy's thanks |
ÀÄù-Ä¿ ÄÄÄÄùÄÄÄ-ÄÄÄ-ÄÙ
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| Aries ^ BR/CMDS
³ LeaderC ^ CMDS
. HHC ^ CMDS
³ Morticia
ù Lydia
³ Jack da Ripa
³ Alexandra Gy.
ú Deadsoul
³ Ignatius Pannonius
þ e.t.c.
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...and for these mortals
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ù Abaddon, Astral, AstroideA, Autopsy, Black RainboW, Breeze,
³ Byteam, Capanna, CDi, Chrome, Contract, Criminal Gang, D-Eyes,
ú Dilemma, Dinasty, Ekrazit, Euthanasia, Exceed, Exhumers, Firg,
³ Fresh, gRiF [the God], Inquisition, IqDePo, Majic 12, Mandula,
| Molecoola, Picasso Point, Power Rangers, Rg42, Shock!,
. Singular
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Lyrix
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³
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³ Ode by Attila J¢zsef (1933)
³ Translated by Zsuzsanna Ozsv th and Frederick Turner
ù
³ 1
³
³ I am alone on these glittering crags.
| A sinuous breeze
³ floats delicious, the infant summer's
³ suppertime simmer and ease.
. I school my heart into this silence.
³ Not so arduous --
³ All that is vanished is aswarm in me,
ú my head is bowed, and my hand is
³ vacuous.
³
³ I see the mane of the mountain --
³ each little leafvein
³ leaps with the light of your brow.
³
³ The path is quite deserted,
³ I see how your skirt is floated
| in the wind's sough.
³ Under the tender, the tenuous bough
³ I see you shake out your hair, how it clings,
³ your soft, trembling breasts; behold
i -- just as the Szinva-stream glides beneath --
³ the round white pebbles of your teeth,
³ and how the welling laughter springs
³ tumbling over them like fairy gold.
³
³ 2
³
³ Oh how much I love you, who've given
³ speech to both the universes:
³ the heart's caves, its trickweaving deepenings,
i sly involute lonelinesses --
³ and starry heaven.
³ As water glides from its own thunderous fall
³ you fly from me and we are cleft and parted,
³ whilst I, among the mountains of my life, still call,
³ still kneel, and sing, and raise the echo with my cry,
³ slamming against the earth and sky,
| that I love you, step-nurse, mother-hearted!
³
³ 3
³
: I love you as a child his mother's breast,
³ as the dumb caves their own bottomlessness,
³ as halls the light that shows them best,
³ as the soul loves flame, as the body rest!
ù I love you as we who marked for death
³ love the moments of their living breath.
³
³ Every smile, every word, every move you make,
³ as falling bodies to my earth, I press;
³ as into metal acids eat and ache,
ú I etch you in my brains with instinct's stress,
³ beautiful shapeliness,
³ your substance fills the essence they partake.
³
³ The moments march by, clattering and relentless,
| but in my ears your silence lies.
³ Even the stars blaze up, fall, evanesce,
³ but you're a stillness in my eyes.
ù The taste of you, hushed like a cavern-pool,
³ floats in my mouth, as cool;
³ your hand, upon a water-glass,
³ veined with its glowing lace,
³ dawns beautiful.
|
³ 4
³
ù Ah, what strange stuff is this of which I'm made,
³ that but your glance can sculpt me into shape? --
³ what kind of soul, what kind of light or shade,
³ what prodigy that I, who have long strayed
³ in my dim fog of nothingness unmade,
³ explore your fertile body's curving scape?
.
³ -- And as the logos flowers in my brain,
³ immerse myself in its occult terrain! ...
³
³ Your capillaries, like a bloodred rose,
³ ceaselessly stir and dance.
ú There that eternal current seethes and flows
³ and flowers as love upon your countenance,
³ to bless with fruit your womb's dark excellence.
³ A myriad rootlets broider round
³ and round your stomach's tender ground,
³ whose subtle threadings, woven and unwound,
³ unknit the very knot whereby they're bound,
³ that thus thy lymphy cellbrood might abound,
þ and the great, leaved boughs of thy lungs resound
³ their whispered glory round!
³
³ The eterna materia goes marching on
³ happily through your gut's dark cavern-cells,
³ and to the dead waste rich life is given
³ within the ardent kidneys' boiling wells!
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³ Billowing, your hills arise, arise,
³ constellations tremble in your skies,
³ lakes, factories work on by day and night,
³ a million creatures bustle with delight,
³ millipede,
³ seaweed,
³ a heartless mercy, gentle cruelty,
. your hot sun shines, your darkling north light broods,
³ in you there stir the unscanned moods
³ of a blind incalculable eternity.
³
³ 5
|
³ So falls in clotted spatters
³ at your feet this blood,
³ this parched utterance.
³ Being stutters;
³ law is the only spotless eloquence.
³ My toiling organs, wherein I am renewed
³ over and over daily, are subdued
. to their final silence.
³
³ But yet each part cries out --
³ O you who from the billioned multitude,
³ O you unique, you chosen, wooed
³ and singled out, you cradle, bed,
| and grave, soft quickener of the dead,
³ receive me into you.
³
³ (How high is this dawn-shadowy sky!
ù Armies are glittering in its ore.
³ Radiance anguishing to the eye.
³ Now I am lost, I can no more.
³ Up in the world I hear it batter,
³ my heart's old roar.)
³
³ 6
³
³ `(Envoi)`
³
³ (Now the train's going down the track,
þ maybe today it'll carry me back,
³ maybe my hot face will cool down today,
³ maybe you'll talk to me, maybe you'll say:
³
³ Warm water's running, there's a bath by and by!
³ Here is a towel, now get yourself dry!
³ The meat's on the oven, and you will be fed!
. There where I lie, there is your bed.)
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CastruM DoloriS 2000.08.17. Hungary - milennilegjobb!
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