After efforts of Herculean proportions, involving weeks and weeks of ”no, I’m not available at that time”, three members of Sinisthra were able to miraculously make their timetables match and went on to record some more vocals for their album. Those three are known by their Native American names of He Who Sings Most Nicely, He Who Supervises The Recording Of The Afore Mentioned Singing, and He Who Makes Sure The Words Are Pronounced As Correctly As Possible While Singing. They are sometimes also referred to by their Native Finnish names of Tomi Joutsen, Markku Mäkinen and Erkki Virta, respectively. Occasionally respectfully, too. The plan was to put the finishing touches to vocal recordings, and the outcome was a whole new song that needs lyrics quickly, plus a new chorus to an existing song that also needs lyrics quickly. So, even though it didn’t go exactly as planned, it was quite a fruitful day nevertheless and very much in line with our previous experiences on similar occasions. The road to completing the album is a long and windy one, and we only take very small and cautious steps forward at each given time, but every tiny step takes us a little further anyway, sometimes even in the right direction.

To come up with the missing lyrics I’ve now emulated my time-tested traditional method of ignoring the whole subject as completely as possible. Actually it’s a stroke of luck that the lyric I was most dissatisfied with now needs major revamping. I might replace its’ most banal parts of lonesome wailing with detailed description of the stench of burning blood. Of course I need to get to the point where I casually start to unignore the whole subject first, and that might still take some time. Meanwhile I’ve been idly leafing through ”The First Book Of Adam And Eve” again, for inspiration. I lifted some things from it several years ago and embedded them in that pile of words that’s going to be the lyrics for the Sinisthra album.

This time I found nothing more I could use but was mildly amused by Adam’s tendency to regularly beat at his chest, probably to the point of being all bruised and sore, and falling on the ground on his face, all grievous and repentant, in between bouts of taking his own life, with Eve usually following close by, whether it was by drowning or by leaping off a mountain, or simply by beating at his chest hard enough. God needs to raise them from death on an almost daily basis and answer their requests with all kinds of prophecies and riddles before ceasing to commune with them at the end of a chapter, only to un-cease the communing business by the next one. Very uncharacteristic of Him I might say, in the light of His later sparseness of communication with just about anyone, including Jesus.

Unbelievably Messed-Up Bible Stories tells the Story Of Creation in ten minutes, in an smooth-on-the-eye animation and easy-on-the-ears dialogue. Part One is called ”In The Beginning” and Part Two is called ”Adam And Eve”. I watched it and found it good.