Cirque du Mask | Bonjourno!

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by Cirque du Mask

A steampunk circus detailing the mystifying tales of legends through video game style soundtracks mixed with heavy metal and electronic influences.
Genre: Metal/Punk: Industrial Metal
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Deep bellows of engines and faulty gears begin to swell the night with boisterous applause, and looming from the cerulean mists come flares of bombastic lights and the foreboding presence of unnatural enterprise. The sky is tainted a forewarning red from the exhausts of concoctions beyond comprehension, and the closer one draws near, the grayer and more lifeless nature tends to become. Stark surges of electricity and the stout bubbling of pudgy liquids and oils emanate quite a sight to behold as everything is in a constant hypnotizing motion, much like some industrially rigged kaleidoscope. The endless fluctuations of churning parts and grinding cogs produce such deceivingly isochronic tones that lull the eardrums into a trance and pull patrons in ever so gently. Betwixt the hypnotic chaos and impoverished allurement lies an oddly quaint ticket stand devoid of much enthusiasm, though brimmed with distorted lights and a towering mask overlooking the forest in belittlement. It stood loftily like a beacon beaming of unsaturated bemusement for all to see, and much there was to process from this grandly strange colossus. It wasn't horrific, it wasn't hellish, it was oddly intriguing in its decrepit and lo-fi pageantry: it was something else. Edging closer lent a lack of any hostess, simply the mysterious glow of red instead, and a whispering of the makeshift word "bonjourno" over a paltry speaker. An ill-placed false face gawked in vaudevillian splendor as it watched perching from a rotten wooden sign. Feed an invitation to the machine's gizmos and the crooked gates would boorishly swing awry with a compliantly shrill salutation. Welcome, to Cirque Du Mask.



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