Emmon – Blood On The Ceiling (Feat. Majestoluxe)

Blood On The Ceiling: Emmons’ hypnotic electro nightmare

Emmon's latest track ‘Blood on the Ceiling’ is like a cold shiver run­ning down my spine – in the best pos­sible way. For this song, the Swedish artist has teamed up with Majestoluxe to deliv­er a min­im­al elec­tro track that's full of attitude.

From the very begin­ning, I feel the uncom­fort­able, almost threat­en­ing atmo­sphere that runs through the entire song. The cool, min­im­al­ist synths cre­ate a hyp­not­ic sound­scape that inev­it­ably immerses me in Emmon's dark world. I was par­tic­u­larly impressed by the inter­play of elec­tro­clash ele­ments and synth pop, which gives the track a very unique touch.

The music video for ‘Blood on the Ceiling’ is a visu­al high­light for me. The styl­ish black and white shots (which later change to col­our) per­fectly under­line the cool aes­thet­ics of the song and give it an addi­tion­al artist­ic depth.

There's blood on the ceil­ing and a head in a box
Lyrics line of 'Blood On The Ceiling' by 'Emmon'

What par­tic­u­larly cap­tiv­ates me is the devel­op­ment of the track. In the last third, Emmon really turns up the heat and sur­prises me with an almost aggress­ive twist. The lyr­ics "There's blood on the ceil­ing and a head in a box" echo in my head for a long time and rein­force the oppress­ive feel­ing that the song trig­gers in me.

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Lyrics of "Emmon – Blood On The Ceiling (Feat. Majestoluxe)"

Dancing in the window
To your favour­ite song
Gazing at the head lights
On the street down below

Hidden in the shadows
Your secrets revealed
Playing to the surface
of your pale sticky skin

Examine your reflection
While the har­mony stops
There's blood on the ceiling
And a head in a box

Dancing in the window
To your favour­ite song
Gazing at the head lights
On the street down below

Hidden in the shadows
Your secrets revealed
Playing to the surface
of your pale sticky skin

Examine your reflection
While the har­mony stops
There's blood on the ceiling
And a head in a box

I glance to the mir­ror as the volume of the music turns up

Hidden in the shadows
Your secrets revealed
Playing to the surface
of your pale sticky skin

Examine your reflection
While the har­mony stops
There's blood on the ceiling
And a head in a box