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Step into a world where the lyrical genius of John Keats is reborn through sound. "Writ in Water" is not merely an album; it is a sonic pilgrimage into the heart of the Romantic era, a meticulously crafted tribute to a poet who found eternal beauty in the fleeting moments of life. This collection of songs translates Keats's profound meditations on love, nature, mortality, and art into a contemporary musical language, weaving a tapestry of ethereal melodies, rich harmonies, and evocative soundscapes. Each track on the album serves as a musical ode to a specific poem, capturing its unique emotional core. You will hear the desperate yearning for permanence in "Ode on a Grecian Urn," reimagined through haunting orchestral arrangements and minimalist piano motifs that echo the stillness of the ancient vase. The nocturnal magic and blissful oblivion of "Ode to a Nightingale" are brought to life with lush, atmospheric layers and a soaring vocal performance that channels the bird's immortal song. From the warm, golden textures of "To Autumn," which celebrate the serene beauty of the season's end, to the quiet, steadfast devotion of "Bright Star," rendered as an intimate acoustic ballad, the album journeys through the full spectrum of Keatsian emotion. "Writ in Water" explores the poet's concept of 'Negative Capability'โthe courage to exist in uncertainties, mysteries, and doubts without reaching for fact or reason. This is reflected in the music's dynamic shifts, moving seamlessly from moments of quiet introspection to swells of passionate intensity. It is an album for the twilight hours, for moments of deep reflection, and for anyone who has ever felt the sublime ache of being human. It is a testament to the idea that while a name may be "writ in water," the art it creates can ripple through eternity, as fresh and vital today as it was two centuries ago. This is Keats, not just read, but deeply felt. |
| 01 | GAMPOOL | ์ฅ๋ฅด/์คํ์ผ: ์ ์๋/ํจ์ / ์ฌ์ฆ | ๋ฐ๋งค์ผ: 2025.12.09 |
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To one who has been long in city pent GAMPOOL | ์ฅ๋ฅด/์คํ์ผ: ์ ์๋/ํจ์ / ์ฌ์ฆ | ๋ฐ๋งค์ผ: 2025.12.09 |
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| 08 | GAMPOOL | ์ฅ๋ฅด/์คํ์ผ: ์ ์๋/ํจ์ / ์ฌ์ฆ | ๋ฐ๋งค์ผ: 2025.12.09 |
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On the Grasshopper and Cricket GAMPOOL | ์ฅ๋ฅด/์คํ์ผ: ์ ์๋/ํจ์ / ์ฌ์ฆ | ๋ฐ๋งค์ผ: 2025.12.09 |
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To A Friend Who Sent Me Some Roses GAMPOOL | ์ฅ๋ฅด/์คํ์ผ: ์ ์๋/ํจ์ / ์ฌ์ฆ | ๋ฐ๋งค์ผ: 2025.12.09 |
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The day is gone, and all its sweets are gone! GAMPOOL | ์ฅ๋ฅด/์คํ์ผ: ์ ์๋/ํจ์ / ์ฌ์ฆ | ๋ฐ๋งค์ผ: 2025.12.09 |