As the first book in the Holy Scriptures has mentioned, in the beginning, God created the heavens and the ear—and what on earth does it have to do with this article? This is neither a biblical nor a spiritual conquest! Rather, allow me to use ‘God’ in this specific context as none other than Arxivn, born in Albania and tasted quite a life as somebody but never himself under the monarchy of Great Britain, and here comes the story of a new era, at least to him.
Sometimes, as life transgresses us into something that we think that we are but merely aren’t, there comes a time when unanswered questions were being seeped through the depths of the places that were deemed to be a mistaken destination, to begin with, and to him, it was all good until it isn’t. Everyone, and I mean, everyone, is deserving of a chance to wear a newer set of clothes as boutiques are just standing there nearby, but Arxivn never came back to doing such. Instead, he was born bare and naked, and has grown so much from his self-reflecting pursuit he was born again as a bare and a naked man, and with his transformation, he never forgot to bring all the men he has ever been and encompassed it with his newfangled six-track EP.
With his crawling to greater visions from a university in London to his travel to Dubai to explore and experience its vibrant underground art community, he saw his stratosphere turning into dashed and divided hues of blues and other cooler tones resonant, fighting every pigment to step into the forefront. Thus, Arxivn’s produced musings are somehow metamorphosing into a celestial tapestry intertwined from the threads of his journey into the man that he becomes. A supernova has to do its job at the end of the day, and with its eruption goes the earth-shattering pages of his forgotten history and reviving something good coming out of it. Every taste of his note, whether ranging from melancholic to a tad bit serene, is his testament that such an experience can create an unbridled creative force.
Upon this interesting symphony arose an ambient set of pieces coming together producing a sonic cerulean heaven in the shape of his opener, “Enemies Rise.” For some reason, there are some Middle-Eastern influences woven into this specific song even in just a small glimpse, and it is merely found at the hook part, and also the backmasking portion located at the end of “20ft Ceilings.” There has been a cosmic dance with all of his tracks between the vast array of the future he once prayed for and the soul he once owned, and the dance was subtly grooving and combustibly calming, like a firing one’s water, or watering one’s fire—whichever works just fine.
Running around through the circles upon listening comes with a tear in my eye after hearing a bit of XXXTENTACION in some of his lyrical and musical contemplations—his innovative mind intermingling the lo-fi, emo, and trap to carefully knit all of his somber, even darker narrative stories, coming into life (or in his case, unfortunately, death)—all of the tones that were heard from the late hip hop sensation developed a renaissance Arxivn was able to create the once somber to a more hopeful prayer.
This rawness and vibrance megaphoned through his chest is necessary for someone who has been able to see quite several sunsets, wishing that it is always twilight that comes first before dawn. While Genesis has been named for quite a myriad of things that this sage of a word has been overused, nevertheless, Arxvin was right to name it such, as it is still such a powerful term to address the beginning of things, and can only hope for a blast off for more in-depth explorations.
After all, God is good (please refer to the second paragraph).
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About the Author
Jett interestingly seeks every supposed-to-be-life-changing almost: getting a Bachelor’s degree in Secondary Education, submitting a finished compilation of epistles and poems to some book publications, and releasing passion projects to audio streaming platforms. However, his inkling of his pen and his reverberating of his music, being the ones that keep him sustained in somehows, never stop him from walking to a road yet to be taken.
