01.08.2025 – I AM A CROSSBREED, I AM A BASTARD CHILD….
This one was torturous. Perhaps, because the song itself, in its message and imagery is rather straight forward, as all the anti-racism statements, which I tend to put into every of my works – albeit in a moderate dosage, not to appear preachy, and ever more so, not to deny myself of last chances in the place where xenophobia is a norm. Crossbreed, with its erratic 7/8 to 9/8 to 14/16 signature changes was a challenge to play, a challenge to rethink in the live context and eve more challenging to create a visual for – something I didn’t bother doing back when myself and a foggy figure of Jess did back in 2015 – the lyric sheet for crossbreed was an abstraction. Fiobos was tortured with the images of babies in a certain nod towards a gigerian legacy after he learned the context and the lyrics, but none seemed to have worked. I think only upon hearing the song it all started to come together so we got 4 different portraits coming up after the first take, and I chose two of those. Here they are. And here is the text. I hope you are not offended by neither of those.
