With a crew composed of 7 different beings, the atmosphere sometimes takes the form of symphonic proportion by its sound diversity and arrangements. Their vocal performance range from one extreme to the other as they alternate between glorious choirs; inhuman screams of deep, high, mid-growl and delirious intensity; theatrical narrations and clean/sober sections strewn with bewitching feminine singing pleasures.
Current members:
Syriak (ex-Magister Dixit) – vocals, guitar (1996-2015 )
Artagoth – vocals, guitar (1996-2015 )
ChaotH – bass guitar (2001-2015 )
Leïlindel – vocals (2001-2015 )
Landryx – drums (2004-2015 )
Blaise Borboën-Léonard – violin (2007-2015 )
Previous members:
Exod – keyboards, sampling (1997- 2009 )
Le Bateleur – violin (1997-2006)
Elda – vocals (1997-2001)
Zircon – bass guitar (1996-2001)
Merzenya – keyboards (1997-2001)
Dasnos – drums (2003)
Anthony Trujillo – drums (2002)
Official site: http://www.unexpect.com/
Unsolved Ideas of a Distorted Guest
Unexpect Lyrics
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Unclassified
They crawl up the walls everywhere, without precisions
Shapes in a giant bunny's cranium
Hopping and irresolute
Unsolved ideas of a distorted guest
No justifications, for these flavors are tasty passages
If only I had some mechanical apparatus
Involved with my torso
My personal darkness would fade out to the nine winds
Blown away by grafting cells
She tasted spontaneity with an honorable mission in mind
Just to spit out intense squares of uncolored ink
In the face of a pulsating mass of flesh
Talking nonsense on its throne
Damn well she did!
And in view of that case
The oracle declared
That it would be more pleasant to be naturalized
Than to make conversation
With a blind beholder in need of affection
Only to find the same patterns on the fast lane
We are within the nonsense of a larger plan
Worthy of some salt pouring on a bloodied part
Merry, merry, joy, joy!
A nice and pleasant dip in an acid pool
Don't you see my smile?
I just glow with derision!
Or perhaps my eyes, turning pitch black
Only want to pierce these dense walls all around me
They always do when sarcasm is on the verge of punching a well-earned goal
Horns and screams are tools
For the altered thoughts of an attitude
Rooted in multiple layers of beings
We once lost our wings
And can't ignore the excruciating pain of a grounded life
We are within the nonsense of a larger plan
Worthy of some salt pouring on a bloodied part
Sonority Divine!
Positive feelings made this frustration vanish
In a shout of pure energy
To blend is not to bend
To be is one two three
Impulsions on the throne
Choices for you alone
The earth is not round
Sans même user de paroles intelligibles,
Ils se comprenaient tous
Alignés du même coté de la démence temporaire
Ces sons qui salivent de sens éparpillés
Signalaient un état d'esprit intense et implacable
And in view of that case
The oracle declared
That it would be more pleasant to be naturalized
Than to make conversation
With a blind beholder in need of affection
Only to find the same patterns on the fast lane
The lyrics to Unexpect's "Unsolved Ideas of a Distorted Guest" are highly surreal and invite multiple interpretations. The opening lines speak of twisted and tangled shapes in a circle of sand, suggesting an unstable and uncertain existence. The reference to unclassified shapes crawling up walls adds to the sense of instability, as does the description of unsolved ideas of a distorted guest. These ideas are hoppy and irresolute, suggesting a lack of direction or purpose. The line "no justifications, for these flavors are tasty passages" implies that perhaps the pleasure of experiencing such strange and indescribable things is justification enough.
Later in the song, there is a suggestion of transformation or change, with the singer hoping for some mechanical apparatus to fade away their personal darkness. The reference to a pulsating mass of flesh talking nonsense on its throne could be interpreted as commentary on the human condition - perhaps we are all nonsensically talking from a position of ignorance and power. The final lines suggest a positive turn, with the singer feeling a shout of pure energy that makes their frustration vanish.
Overall, the lyrics to "Unsolved Ideas of a Distorted Guest" are highly metaphorical and open to interpretation. They explore themes of uncertainty, transformation, and the surrealness of existence.
Line by Line Meaning
They twist and tangle in this circle of sand
Unclassified
They crawl up the walls everywhere, without precisions
Shapes in a giant bunny's cranium
Hopping and irresolute
Unsolved ideas of a distorted guest
No justifications, for these flavors are tasty passages
The pleasure of sharing a so special collection
If only I had some mechanical apparatus
Involved with my torso
My personal darkness would fade out to the nine winds
Blown away by grafting cells
She tasted spontaneity with an honorable mission in mind
Just to spit out intense squares of uncolored ink
In the face of a pulsating mass of flesh
Talking nonsense on its throne
Damn well she did!
And in view of that case
The oracle declared
That it would be more pleasant to be naturalized
Than to make conversation
With a blind beholder in need of affection
Only to find the same patterns on the fast lane
We are within the nonsense of a larger plan
Worthy of some salt pouring on a bloodied part
Merry, merry, joy, joy!
A nice and pleasant dip in an acid pool
Don't you see my smile?
I just glow with derision!
Or perhaps my eyes, turning pitch black
Only want to pierce these dense walls all around me
They always do when sarcasm is on the verge of punching a well-earned goal
Horns and screams are tools
For the altered thoughts of an attitude
Rooted in multiple layers of beings
We once lost our wings
And can't ignore the excruciating pain of a grounded life
We are within the nonsense of a larger plan
Worthy of some salt pouring on a bloodied part
Sonority Divine!
Positive feelings made this frustration vanish
In a shout of pure energy
To blend is not to bend
To be is one two three
Impulsions on the throne
Choices for you alone
The earth is not round
Sans même user de paroles intelligibles,
Ils se comprenaient tous
Alignés du même coté de la démence temporaire
Ces sons qui salivent de sens éparpillés
Signalaient un état d'esprit intense et implacable
Contributed by Callie R. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Elias Sant'Ana
...they twist and tangle in this circle of sand
...unclassified
...they crawl up the walls everywhere
...without precisions, shapes in a giant bunny's cranium
...hopping and irresolute, unsolved ideas of a distorted guest
...no justifications...for these flavors are tasty passages
...the pleasure of sharing a so special collection
...if I only had some mechanical apparatus involved with my torso
my personal darkness would fade out to the nine winds, blown away by grafting cells
...but then
...She tasted spontaneity with a honorable mission in mind just to spit out intense squares
of uncolored ink in the face of a pulsating mass of flesh talking nonsense on its throne
...daaaaamn well she did!
...and in view of that case, the oracle declared that it would be more pleasant to be
naturalized than to make conversation with a blind beholder in need of affection...
Only to find the same patterns on the fast lane
We are within the non-sense of a larger plan worthy of some salt pouring on a bloodied
part...Merry, Merry, Joy, Joy !!
A nice and pleasant dip in an acid pool
Don't you see my smile ? I just glow with derision !
Or perhaps my eyes, turning pitch black,
only want to pierce these dense walls all around me
They always do when sarcasm is on the verge of punching a well earned goal
Horns and screams are tools for the altered thoughts of an attitude rooted
in multiple layers of beings...
...we once lost our wings and can't ignore the excruciating pain of a grounded life...
We are within the non-sense of a larger plan worthy of some salt pouring on a bloodied part...
Sonority Divine ! Positive feelings made this frustration vanish in a shout of pure energy
To blend is not to bend
To be is one two three
Impulsions on the throne
Choices for you alone
The earth is not round...
Sans même user de paroles intelligibles, ils se comprenaient tous
Alignés du même côté de la démence temporaire
Ces sons qui salivent de sens éparpillés signalaient un état d'esprit intense et implacable
...and in view of that case, the oracle declared that it would be more pleasant to be
naturalized than to make conversation with a blind beholder in need of affection...
Only to find the same patterns on the fast lane...
Unexpected Amy
Unexpect deserved so much more attention than they got. Their two full albums are masterpieces.
Nope
There was a third that came out in 1998, it was called Utopia
Unexpected Amy
@Nope yeah, its was super good too! Especially Novae and the piano version of Chromatic Chimera!
How did you feel when you first heard the band? The hairs stood up on the back of my neck!
Nope
@Unexpected Amy actually those songs (Novae and the piano version of Chromatic Chimera) come from an EP which came out in 2003, that was called We, invaders, and when I first heard them, my mind was blown, it was in my opinion the "quintessence of metal", like if anything I had listened before suddenly became "superficial" but in a good way, it doesn't mean that I only listen to them, but at the same time it would be great if there was other bands like them
Colin
Shoutout to Loudwire for not forgetting this masterpiece of an album
Mike D
HAHA. Glad to see I'm not the only one who ventured down that wormhole either. I came across the article on Google and decided I'd check the countdown out. Glad I did. This song was definitely the cherry on top. Damn what a night lmao
Elias Sant'Ana
...they twist and tangle in this circle of sand
...unclassified
...they crawl up the walls everywhere
...without precisions, shapes in a giant bunny's cranium
...hopping and irresolute, unsolved ideas of a distorted guest
...no justifications...for these flavors are tasty passages
...the pleasure of sharing a so special collection
...if I only had some mechanical apparatus involved with my torso
my personal darkness would fade out to the nine winds, blown away by grafting cells
...but then
...She tasted spontaneity with a honorable mission in mind just to spit out intense squares
of uncolored ink in the face of a pulsating mass of flesh talking nonsense on its throne
...daaaaamn well she did!
...and in view of that case, the oracle declared that it would be more pleasant to be
naturalized than to make conversation with a blind beholder in need of affection...
Only to find the same patterns on the fast lane
We are within the non-sense of a larger plan worthy of some salt pouring on a bloodied
part...Merry, Merry, Joy, Joy !!
A nice and pleasant dip in an acid pool
Don't you see my smile ? I just glow with derision !
Or perhaps my eyes, turning pitch black,
only want to pierce these dense walls all around me
They always do when sarcasm is on the verge of punching a well earned goal
Horns and screams are tools for the altered thoughts of an attitude rooted
in multiple layers of beings...
...we once lost our wings and can't ignore the excruciating pain of a grounded life...
We are within the non-sense of a larger plan worthy of some salt pouring on a bloodied part...
Sonority Divine ! Positive feelings made this frustration vanish in a shout of pure energy
To blend is not to bend
To be is one two three
Impulsions on the throne
Choices for you alone
The earth is not round...
Sans même user de paroles intelligibles, ils se comprenaient tous
Alignés du même côté de la démence temporaire
Ces sons qui salivent de sens éparpillés signalaient un état d'esprit intense et implacable
...and in view of that case, the oracle declared that it would be more pleasant to be
naturalized than to make conversation with a blind beholder in need of affection...
Only to find the same patterns on the fast lane...
Holgast
I never heard this album when it came out, I only ever owned Flesh Aquarium. Really cool to find an entire album I missed out on here!
Oha Cade
Gone too soon. Pure magic.
Buddha Misanthrope
Maybe the best Prog metal song I've heard those last 10 years.. And it's the 103times I listen to this song...