In "House of Capricorn", Mike Vorpal taps on the door to what is bizarrely like our world, a mirror image of and commentary on our wired existence, contemporary life's calm madness. With its melodies and unflinching emotional core, Vorpal's work creates a world that seems profoundly personal and universally resonant.
"House of Capricorn" instantly envelops listeners in something moody and introspective. The instrumentation itself is a gauzy dream half-remembered, banks of shadowy, mournful guitar lines, and rhythmic pulses that reflect the constant low hum of the online world. But it's Vorpal itself that provides the heart beating at the track's core, an unfiltered raw lyricism. His voice is filled with quiet defiance, a grim observation of the absurdity and exhaustion that comes from existing in an always-connected, emotionally disconnected age.
What is arresting about "House of Capricorn" isn't just its sumptuousness, it's the way Vorpal blurs the border between memories and existentialism in these imitations. The song is like looking into an old photograph through a held-up, cracked screen. It's a mirror above all, one that reflects at you your own digital image, your wish for the real, and your whispered hope to escape the noise.
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