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Discography of Ingreso Cadáver

Discography

Nacido muerto

YOUTUBE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=FTGbFgNLwh8&t=489s

SPOTIFY:
open.spotify.com/intl-es/album/7yvWRmt2RwobZY0uICTwmS

APPLE MUSIC:
music.apple.com/us/album/nacido-muerto/1703362808

"No escribo como hablo, no hablo como pienso, no pienso como debería pensar, y así sucesivamente hasta las más profundas tinieblas."

Franz Kafka

Original release July 15, 2023 

YOUTUBE:
<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FTGbFgNLwh8&amp;t=489s">www.youtube.com/watch?v=FTGbFgNLwh8&amp;t=489s</a>
SPOTIFY:
open.spotify.com/intl-es/album/7yvWRmt2RwobZY0uICTwmS
APPLE MUSIC:
music.apple.com/us/album/nacido-muerto/1703362808
"No escribo como hablo, no hablo como pienso, no pienso como debería pensar, y así sucesivamente hasta las más profundas tinieblas."
Franz Kafka
Original release July 15, 2023

Te vi caer

02 Nacido muerto

Susurros

Nunca más

La rueda del Samsara

En mis sueños me habla Kafka

En mis sueños me habla Kafka by Ingreso Cadáver

El mundo está ardiendo

El mundo está ardiendo by Ingreso Cadáver

Necromancia

Ojos negros muertos

El monstruo en el armario

El monstruo en el armario by Ingreso Cadáver

Mi extraño ritual

YOUTUBE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=3Usz88r9vw8&list=OLAK5uy_l1nm5eRNfXnChokT5btW7vRWycFYGs5oY

SPOTIFY:
open.spotify.com/intl-es/album/6ABUjq2BRLUpocD2AbrqCV

APPLE MUSIC:
music.apple.com/us/album/mi-extra%C3%B1o-ritual/1716206415


This album is not special, or is it?

In the deepest corner of my mind, every note and letter is woven with a sense, a meaning that plunges into the depths, where authentic darkness resides. Speaking of death here is opening the door to true blackness, an inevitable journey toward the end of our existence. The years pass inexorably, bringing us closer to the inevitable farewell. Old age, illness, the forgetting of oneself and the dreams we long for, physical and mental scars, medication that provides brief relief followed by relentless illness, a repetitive dance until the last breath.

Oscillators, like the beats of life, stand as a perfect metaphor, perhaps not only for human existence but for the universe itself, with its constant flow between light and shadow, creation and dissolution.

And what I wonder is simply if this album is truly special, or if it's just my desire. I want to cling to the belief in its uniqueness, although the probability of the opposite being the norm looms. I leave in your hands the ability to confer that unique character, at least for you, who listens to it in some corner, immersing yourself in it.

Perhaps, in the end, this album is just a special reflection in my own internal gloom. Every note carries my blood, a trace of human vulnerability deciphered in each chord, weaving the landscape of an existence marked by fragility and inevitable death.


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My infinite thanks to all of you who support me in one way or another, and especially to those who have taken the time to write me a few words, I deeply appreciate it.

From the grave.
Fran H.  

YOUTUBE:
<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3Usz88r9vw8&amp;list=OLAK5uy_l1nm5eRNfXnChokT5btW7vRWycFYGs5oY">www.youtube.com/watch?v=3Usz88r9vw8&amp;list=OLAK5uy_l1nm5eRNfXnChokT5btW7vRWycFYGs5oY</a>
SPOTIFY:
open.spotify.com/intl-es/album/6ABUjq2BRLUpocD2AbrqCV
APPLE MUSIC:
music.apple.com/us/album/mi-extra%C3%B1o-ritual/1716206415
This album is not special, or is it?
In the deepest corner of my mind, every note and letter is woven with a sense, a meaning that plunges into the depths, where authentic darkness resides. Speaking of death here is opening the door to true blackness, an inevitable journey toward the end of our existence. The years pass inexorably, bringing us closer to the inevitable farewell. Old age, illness, the forgetting of oneself and the dreams we long for, physical and mental scars, medication that provides brief relief followed by relentless illness, a repetitive dance until the last breath.
Oscillators, like the beats of life, stand as a perfect metaphor, perhaps not only for human existence but for the universe itself, with its constant flow between light and shadow, creation and dissolution.
And what I wonder is simply if this album is truly special, or if it's just my desire. I want to cling to the belief in its uniqueness, although the probability of the opposite being the norm looms. I leave in your hands the ability to confer that unique character, at least for you, who listens to it in some corner, immersing yourself in it.
Perhaps, in the end, this album is just a special reflection in my own internal gloom. Every note carries my blood, a trace of human vulnerability deciphered in each chord, weaving the landscape of an existence marked by fragility and inevitable death.
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My infinite thanks to all of you who support me in one way or another, and especially to those who have taken the time to write me a few words, I deeply appreciate it.
From the grave.
Fran H.

Ingreso CadáverBuin, Chile

Ingreso Cadáver
Buin, Chile