'So you can call this ort of life, a hopeless endeavor. That this tiny vessel, could ever endure such a violent weather. Call it pointless, I'll continue to carry out grace nonetheless.. I will scream it til my face is blue. There's a point to all of this. And it's always been You.'
01. - 00:00 - Nothing, Save the Power they're given 02. - 02:59 - Dear G-d 03. - 06:17 - The Hardest Part Is Forgetting Those You Swore You Would Never Forget 04. - 11:24 - This Loneliness Won't Be the Death of Me 05. - 15:57 - The Sea Always Seems to Put Me at Ease 06. - 19:57 - Salute e Vita (= Italian for, "Health and life.") 07. - 24:21 - It's Really Not as Complicated as You're Making It Out to Be 08. - 35:35 - Humble Servent, Am I 09. - 40:15 - This Room Is Alive 10. - 43:13 - We Will Never Be the Same 11. - 46:42 - If They're Not Counted, Count Me Out
i still remember hearing this when it came out back in 2012 and i remember thinking it was the most emotionally extreme record i ever heard in my life. the BaaO members didnt hold a single thought or feeling back; they exposed and emitted every single last painful entity that resonated in their heads onto this record and didn't omit a single thing.
I didn´t said that this Album is shit...There are Tons of Full Lengths that are much better than this. The Elijah: i loved i hated i destroyed i created For Example.
In the end, everything is subjective. I prefer to use the term "Favorite album" when describing albums that I cherish. Arguing over what is the best in an almost completely opinion based environment is pretty useless and makes you look silly.
BAAO and Silent Planet are remarkably similar, to be honest. BAAO seems to focus more on the lyrical content than soundscapes while Silent Planet has more of a soundscape approach, but both have that ambient soundscape/post-hardcore approach with a strong reliance on masterfully-written poetry.
Una adolescencia dura... Todo iba contracorriente, todo estaba de subida y yo con una carga muy pesada y en soledad. Solo literalmente. Esta banda me ayudó a escuchar y a comprender "plan perfecto" Hoy sigo respirando y tengo una sonrisa llena de perlas que ni toda la riqueza en oro pudiese comprar. Gracias Being as An Ocean !!
I still put on this album sometimes to remind myself of the first time I heard this album when I thought everything in my life was lost. It reminds me of that darkness I endured, and that I was able to find a way out of it.
Nothing, Save The Power They're Given These words might mean nothing But it's a chance I'm willing to take Cause maybe I'm wrong and lives can change I'm singing out of my insecurity So someone, somewhere might be impacted by what I've made I fidget and sway back and forth Biting my nails down until they bleed There is a lie that I've believed I'd tell you, but I'm so scared of what you'd think So I apologize if I've caused you to wake Just close your eyes and let the beat rock you back to sleep I'll tell you in the morning About how this man you see Often times feels like a child Self-conscious and weak I'll still put pen to paper Try to explain these things That invade my thoughts in my waking hours Stories of Kings and princes that have lost their way God, we'd give anything just to feel safe Deep down, we all know our worth We just need someone to truly love us first So we tip toe around these crowded rooms Hoping someone in attendance might be able to dress our wounds We cry without uttering a single word So gather close, circle round Cause maybe you've just never heard And I'll tell you the story of the Love I've found About the Truth embedded in you long before your birth I'll ask once more What are these words worth? 2. Dear G-d As I pen these things It might literally be all I have Ink on paper Does any of this matter? Then I’m reminded of what I’ve seen The places I love and the people I’ve been Only Love could have brought me to this place Holding in me a joyful heart while spit covers my face I’ve come to forgive those who’ve wronged me Knowing that they’ve helped make me into exactly who You intended me to be I’m trying my best to be a better man Despite all my fears, I really am I write these things to remind myself That amidst this darkness, there still remains Light, Hope, and a perfect plan For the first time in my life I am writing for the sake of writing Living for the sake of living Loving for the sake of loving And I’ll live So you can call this sort of life a hopeless endeavor That this tiny vessel could ever endure such violent weather Call it pointless I’ll continue to carry out Grace none the less I will scream it till my face is blue There is a point to all of this and its always been You 3. The Hardest Part Is Forgetting Those You Swore You Would Never Forget There sit two lovers One’s eyes intently chasing the other’s She doesn’t love him anymore But he’ll stick it out till the end This he had sworn Lying awake in bed Feeling the spot on my chest Where you used to rest your head You see love’s a funny thing the way it lingers in the mind No matter what you do or the passing of time That ember still glows for those lovers behind No matter if it’s well remembered That light still shines Good times take precedent over every incident No matter how poorly spent So we put on these ridiculous fronts Like we were just fooling around Our love was only childish fun Yet we know different That it meant something to us And that piece still lingers in each one that we’ve loved So we pick up the pieces Try and make a half a whole But in the back of our minds There’s quite a different story to be told That Love has kissed our lips That Love has touched our eyes And no matter how sincere Love has changed our lives And even if all love has flown We’ll have a few scars to proudly show Cause at the end of our lives We can say, ‘At least we tried’ Lying awake in bed Feeling the spot on my chest Where you used to rest your head 4. This Loneliness Won't Be The Death Of Me I swear this isn’t the end But I still feel so alone Even when I’m surrounded by my best friends Word’s can’t penetrate A tree in the wind I bend Falling faster into the depths I’m falling, I’m falling Under such depression, I can barely even catch my breath Words can’t mend and love does not sink in Why can’t I see Your face? Clawing at my chest Looking for some sort of reprieve I swear this isn’t the end But when will I feel comfortable in my own skin? Knowing fundamental truth Doesn’t seem to matter After such tremendous abuse Cause I’ve worked this ground since my youth And still, the land has yet to bare any sort of fruit I’ll continue to toil and plow Hoping one day I’ll make You proud ‘What have a got to show?’ As I wipe the sweat from my brow So tired, so tired of showing Love so deep That most aren’t even willing to feel See what I’ve seen
Open your eyes and recognize that this is real This season brings darkness so profound I’ve become lost and can’t seem to be found Contorted, racked with pain I know should feel free, yet I continue to sing this sad refrain I can’t sleep and food has lost its taste God, I’m so sick of this place Then I’m touched By the hands of a brother And like a rush Passing through my exterior I hear my name A hush A son, loved by a Father I’ve been made alive again 5. The Sea Always Seems To Put Me At Ease You are the topic of every epic we have ever been told And as I stand on this cliff, the wind whips through me and I am made bold Once again, Your presence creeps into my consciousness Grace made tangible in this newly anointed place And I am brought to my clear senses That none of my perceived failings or disgrace Has ever touched my being or inheritance I am whole, I am clean, I am free And I brought to my knees Sink in; permeate this weary flesh Breathe; life as clean and fresh As the salt-seasoned breeze Please Father, pull me to my feet ‘Why are you kneeling, my son? I put strength in that back-bone Knowing that you would fall But I promise, you will never taste defeat You are whole, you are clean, you are free Get up, rise from your knees!’ We can no longer linger in the shadows of our shame and brokenness For as sure as the wind blows He has already redeemed all of this Live as whole, live as clean, live as free Everything you were made to be Standing at the edge of self-discovery Tired and weary Our body trembles, buckles We are afraid of being hurt again Been stabbed in the back by our own friends We don’t know if we can mend Minds riddled with unsuccessful recoveries We’re scared Lord, we’re terrified But dive in we must Cause there has to be something better than this For we see testimony of You in the sea Your creation, all of nature So with a sudden rush We abandon our solitary perching place And as we wash away the mourning dust Immersed; we see Your face 6. Salute E Vita Raise your glass high And share with me in my joys and grievings I toast to the mountains and valleys To the future and the days gone by I invite you in with good humor and levity All I have is yours and I pray that you drink deeply My cup has been emptied So I may see what it tastes like to be free Cause for so long this glass has owned me Focused on the chalice rather than what it contained So I gave all of worth to the needy and the rest to the sea Then I looked around at all of the beautiful things that I had gained What can a glass speak of its contents And can it boast at its filling? What else could it do but mutter a quiet thanks So it is that I look forward to my spillings For I am sure that such times are the only thing steadying my hands from their violent shaking So with gladness in my heart and hope in my eyes I drink to my fill of Your celebration wine And as I pour glass after glass I’ll lift it high (I’ll lift You high) And give a hearty toast to life
7. It's Really Not As Complicated As You're Making It Out To Be I do dimly perceive that while everything around me is ever-changing, ever-dying there is, underlying all that change, a living power that is changeless, that holds all together, that creates, dissolves, and recreates. That informing power or spirit is God, and since nothing else that I see merely through the senses can or will persist, He alone is. And is this power benevolent or malevolent? I see it as purely benevolent. For I can see, that in the midst of death, Life persists, in the midst of untruth, Truth persists, in the midst of darkness, Light persists. Hence I gather, that God is Life, Truth, Light, He is Love. He is the supreme good. But He is no god who merely satisfies the intellect, if He ever does. God to be God must rule the heart and transform it. He must express Himself in every smallest act of His votary. It is proved not by extraneous evidence, but in the transformed conduct and character of those who have felt the real presence of God within. To reject this evidence is to deny oneself. This realization is preceded by an immovable faith. He who would, in his own person, test the fact of God’s presence can do so by a living faith, and since faith itself cannot be proved by extraneous evidence, the safest course is to believe in… the law of Truth and Love. Exercise of faith will be the safest where there is a clear determination summarily to reject all that is contrary to Truth and Love. I confess that I have no argument to convince through reason, faith transcends reason. All that I can advise is not to attempt the impossible. [Mahatma Gandhi] 8. Humble Servant, Am I Oh God, I can’t believe All the places that I’ve been and all of those I’ve come to meet Blessings of faith, when I have only a mustard seed For every hardship in my life I’ll hold Your name and I’ll do just fine All praise are Yours and none are mine Instruments played by hands that cannot read or recollect one solitary note or line Yet play in perfect harmony God whispers into some men’s ears, Well He screams into mine Speaking, endlessly, all my hopes and fears Nay, simply I’ll reply Blessings so sweet and divine None of which I do deserve For only a humble servant am I Lowly, I’ll wash Your feet With the tears I’ve cried Each joy in my life and each breath in my lungs Attests to Your overwhelming grace Show us Your love You see my tattered shoes, my broken spirit Unequipped to finish the race I could have never won So You snatched me up into Your strong arms And over Your shoulders, I was slung Lord, You’ve given me the tools to live as Your own Talent, drive, and the willingness to run All praise are Yours and none are mine Blessings so sweet and divine None of which I do deserve For only a humble servant, am I Hope my humility can outlast my pride
9. This Room Is Alive This room’s alive Breathing In this moment, each one of us is leaving All of life’s worries and troubles far behind Speaking in tongues Sweating blood Rapture Some people search their entire lives for such a cure Screaming silently inside Past horrors plaguing their minds This is our release This is our violent plea Hearts scarred and bandaged Souls weathered and damaged This is our release Our violent plea It’s time to burn the past Take off our self-fabricated coping masks We’ll let each other see who we really are With our broken limbs and battle scars Naked, all things stripped away You’ll see we’ve all gone through similar pains And like children, we count and play our hiding games But we won’t come inside when Grace calls our name Slaves to our guilt and shame Pointing the finger at the one who was never really to blame Ourselves Reopen your wounds anew And watch the broken come to stand by you You don’t have to feel alone Cause I know this place could feel like home There is no need to run and hide When your true family is standing by your side 10. We Will Never Be The Same Let the Kingdom fall on this place Those who have never felt Your love Feel Your warm embrace We will proclaim Your continuing creation Made evident by our many reconciliations The blind will see The deaf will hear Loving with every ounce of our being We are made whole as we draw near We will see Your purpose brought about on this earth Men, made giants out of pain and dirt Those of us brought up in broken homes Don’t have to fear, we will be made whole This world we used to view as broken Is truly a masterpiece in progress Set in motion by the Words that were spoken We can choose to stay on the wayside And watch others grow, while our spirits die Or we can pick up our tools and chisel away at this life Revealing a perfect plan This world is not past redeeming Creating perfection will take quiet patience And a love that’s endearing We will not stray We will not tarry And in the end, we’ll see all unbelief dead and buried The blind will see The deaf will hear Loving with every ounce of our being We are made whole as we draw near No one will leave this room sick Cause You are especially fond of All And we have faith that You can do this We have faith 11. If They're Not Counted, Count Me Out There is such hope in the stories we’ve been told Recounted endless times by the aging and old Tales of peace, worship and holy places Palaces adorned with gold and lofty terraces But I’m always left with quiet dismay Cause I’m told that some of those I love won’t be with me So I’m left behind in an eternal place Cause the ones who meant the most didn’t receive Your grace They called it beautiful, but to me it holds nothing that is holy I can only know what I’ve seen And what I’ve seen is that You’ve made us clean Given us the right to be anything we want to be Why would You give me eyes to see and then deny me these? Eternity is a lock found inside our hearts and You’ve handed Humanity the key So I won’t be swayed by fantasies of unquenchable flames Or some place of torment, the damned never to see Your face We are all Your creation You love us all the same A Father doesn’t sit idly by while His children are maimed I’ve seen true Grace I promise you we will never feel the lick of those flames Where Death is your glory? Where Death is your sting? For we are all children of the King Every last one an eternal being So I’ll reject your fear and hatred For I bring Good News that will be for all nations! I’ve seen wholeness in the broken I’ve seen health in the sick Why do we stifle the Word You’ve spoken? If it kills me, I’ll tear these walls down brick by brick I’ve seen hospitality in the homeless I’ve seen Light in the darkness And I’ve seen hope in the damned So if all that has meant the most to me isn’t present after my last breath Count me with the fallen sheep and send me to the depths
I would of loved to see this band worshiping and spreading the gospel of God.. there’s so much potential in their emotion. (Currently listening to 07. It’s really not as complicated as you’re making it out to be) just amazing. Best album hands down!
AUN EN 2024 VISITO ESTE ALBUM PARA ABRIR UN POCO MIS HERIDAS Y RECORDAR DE DONDE VENGO... QUE LA HUMILDAD Y EL SER HUMANO NUNCA SE ME OLVIDE. SI LEES ESTO, ANIMO !! SI SE PUEDE 🕉️
uno de mis álbumes favoritos de todos los tiempos. Es indescriptible el sentimiento que te transmiten cada una de las canciones y tiene el plus de que los descubrí en un momento donde no estaba del todo bien
Soeren Lund ich habs mit 14/15 gehört und jetzt liebe ich BAAO immer noch und ich wüsste nicht was das Alter (oder sogar Geschlecht) bei Hardcore Bands zu bedeuten hat, wenn man sich der Musik verbunden fühlt 🤔 ist doch toll, wenn man schon früh zu tiefgründiger Musik neigt
What would you call this? Never really checked them out before but this is pretty damn cool man. Definitely sounds like Metalcore but it has an emo/Post Hardcore vibe to it. Pretty cool stuff. Not really crazy about modern bands but this reminds me of Counterparts so thats very much a good thing.
Melodic Hardcore for most of the instrumentation and harsh vocals mixed with Emo in the clean melodic guitar picking and clean vocals, post-hardcore would probably best describe their sound overall, comparable to Defeater, Pianos second the Teeth, Archives, Listener (spoken word vox), Empire Empire I Was a Lonely Estate, State Faults etc,
