the rain on the funeral ...
El Viaje ....
... bus number 27, seat number 50, viertvorletzte row, aisle side ... .... And you say how? ... Ah, Gloria. Encantado.
We are somewhere in Madrid, more specifically at the bus station at Avenida de América, it is 18:30 and in contrast to the last person sitting next to this young lady from Nigeria, a very talkative and interesting person. That gave me my first impression, and dozens of times in the next eight hours through the night confirmed.
It is the last bus trip to three weeks on the slopes, and were it not for this ticket, I would have been out for quite a while. Guaranteed. Short has also the idea of letting Forfeited smuggled into my daydream world, but in the end was just left by the wayside as the unnecessary wet clothes that just did not want to be dry, the therefore unnecessarily onto total weight, thus in turn had beaten on the back. You have things that you really like to share with others, even then they are a memorable experience .... So that, and not difficult!
As I will be so from the bus station around 2:30 -BCN-North by Born go toward housing, wind my cigarette smoke, when I Paki on the corner still buy a 5 liter water balloon and not really know what happens to me, I begin to realize that that was the end of a journey well-off pieces. To perfect everything had played together, was to match the timing and internal, spontaneous, hard to describe feeling too great happiness of the found places to sleep. Among the interesting new people, of whom felt a few very short time (rightly) as soul mates, like missing pieces of a mosaic made by myself, actually resembling a self-portrait, to say nothing. The weather we want in this context does not take a closer look, but also very intense, prolonged rain hat was magical. And just because a concert, a good hour of music that I have now stopped abruptly? But what should I make now? Armed with dry utensils in the nearest bus and get back to rush that would bring nothing. I too am a victim of my "feelings" for great was the joy when I read on the website, the concert artist announcement for Barcelona. No, it was the right decision. Thanks for stopping by Amanda .
chip secure feminism
Two days later, still in total chaos, without a plan, with a head full of still unprocessed impressions and a day / night rhythm of that of a bat is treated as equal, I walk again the Carrer Nou de la Rambla up, towards Apolo. Past hundreds of people who are miles away from knowing what is in their neighborhood, somewhere behind such an old facade, is now listed for a puppet theater. I like those thoughts playing around, that's nothing new, and yet sometimes it is a habit that I would like to switch off. Too often remains my view of things happen, the direct in my area, but me, but apparently no one exercise, so that I can with the processing / pinboard not quite on par am - on the contrary, it always caused a mess up there. And constantly a note on one of the many scraps of paper to be made are in any of my clothes, I do not want to. Just as it is with me but always at concerts, and was raised as a result usually turns out as a shot into his own knee. So I read actually already much too late these lines, but stumbled when I just now after a wonderful evening with a great exchange of ideas (Someone from the subject) in my four walls am, there is suddenly a movie full of details and apparently had of stored observations before I run out, so I interpreted it as a sign have my fingers but to have to put on the keyboard. And if you read only one person and mentally participate in this evening, I've already won.
against my expectations (see the last concert-blogs) a lot of people have heard this concert. Well, you can not put off Mrs. Palmer as one of the usual music makers, as someone who just stop going on tour and stops by chance in your city. The whole is a much more complex matter which is also fed off of the Tour every day life and do thanks to the Internet to the masses. And if we follow such as their BLOG then it can happen that is believed to go to the concert's best friend - too intimate, that is all too brutal and details the daily routines documented, informative, a broad spectrum to the everyday and the struggle with this very comprehensive. This woman is presented differently than many of their colleagues in this business, you is even more intense in direct contact with their fan base and draws you, her show, the before and after this period. There is a trust, sounds obliquely, but feels like that. By this their way through their lyrics and their provocative, has become a trademark, namely occurrence She speaks both sexes - in all areas. The concert is unfortunately not in the larger, nobler of the two rooms, but in the rather inappropriate "Sala 2", that which, as a cheap, imitation of a small side ((scene)) - Vienna can imagine, instead. A loose style, metal mesh veiled room with zero atmosphere, a long bar and a small beer by 4 €. The sound is a good, or at least the sound technician. My first view moves, like most in the creative corner of the band - the merchandise. And lo and behold, my heart starts to beat faster, because even if I would come along crawled on total financial gums, a limited pressing of tour posters I succumb accessible, partly because they carry almost always fine, one on each city tailored message. In the particular case, there's even the possibility of three different colored screen prints to choose. In my view the most effective and most glorious memento of a concert and that years later I can in my possession any of the pressures each gig with dialogue with the emergence of the part to retrieve. Yes, that is, and ... ... .. there are many!!
The audience covers a large (stocking) range from in ages, Dresden Dolls T-shirts mixed with musty leather jackets, including large-scale Led Zeppelin patches, hairstyles that put an emotionally in a Berlin punk shed somewhere in Friedrichshain and Kreuzberg, ladders miles in zerschlissensten Tights of all colors and patterns, plus a few faces with shaved eyebrows and brushed ornaments über'n eye. There stand the mid 20s gracefully embodying modern feminism appears next to their smoking beyond recognition "mascarierten" mothers, and the boys, so to have the love for life long ago found in the cheeky lady from Boston. I like the whole and late but is this inner joy on high.
The resurrection
Then shut down the light, a light crowd turns on and I have, despite close to the edge of the stage to catch located but because of my small size, once again a good view of difficulties. Instead, however, as is so often a "monster" of man as a living wall in front of me. But usually do so within the next few minutes, things, namely, when the initial euphoria has subsided a bit of those present, everything gets a routine - so this time too. On the stage appears a figure, it is Steven , a little stroll term, shaven and wearing type, and one of its members currently touring with Amanda Palmer Danger Ensemble from Brisbane / AUS. I knew this face from several photos and even without his voice ever to have heard, I saw in him from the start a double Antony Hagerty 's. Now that it placed us in his rather sounding "angeschwulten (Please rate in any case in only one way as a negative comment, was the simplest and my view, understandable description), but very authentic-looking, English is the story of the tragic death Amanda Fucking Palmer's telling starts asking us to understand that the concert will take place exactly as planned, and unfortunately a few crocodile tears roll down his cheeks (just like a few more times over the next hour and a half) because it might actually the "original" be. Unbelievable.
moves gently in the background a violinist his bow across the strings and produces a low voice deeply sad melodies. A very melancholy mood sets in, and it is really like crying, hach. Always a feast for the eyes when an artist can totally convince with their performance in the first few minutes. And just this moment they were able to create, for the whole crowd was apparently with the thought away from the scene and so not only was I surprised when a loud intro four, dressed very fancy and painted figures in the true sense of the stage floated (yes, had the really good on it) and from the front row One was clad in white veils, huddled in the woman lifted up, backward over the legendary Kurt Weill Keybord hoisted and the memorial service of resurrection. In Slow Motion yet uncovered the face and then suddenly the doll comes to life, begins frantically to hit the keys and I'm just flabbergasted. She begins the tour with astronaut, also the opener of the current album. She goes to vigorously thing can burn anything, piano massacred with Kung-Fu-style keyboard strokes and the lyrics are mainly presented screaming. If yes certainly not simply so soon after the re-birth of what to give of himself, but is fabricated in a captivating manner, and because you do it obviously still great fun to be in accordance with the most sexiest buenas noches breathy once busy fingers accompanied by a loud crash, expanding micro-Gen, a brief smile attached, made a joke with the acting so shy, but his instrument with such a perfection and dedication Geiger operating errors, and set the hands back to black and white. The setlist is mixed and the Danger Ensemble is busy choreographing on, bringing a lot of color in the numbers and the content once more, sometimes less expressed. For example, is: with the Dresden Dolls Coin Operated Boy number with bold calls for marches kisses on payment through the audience, and also in Rihanna - Umbrella Cover by is violently with umbrellas and water handled. Very successful in my opinion, even if Amanda no longer required by this song on vocals, ukulele, and swings the only dummy in order before them. Generally, it is but a very talented performance - group in which physical contact take on and off the stage a significant part in the show. For me they are the perfect replacement for the live set not to be used with drums and the rest of the orchestration that not a minor component of Who Killed Amanda Palmer? are. Also My favorite things generally a popular cover song in the original but in the late 50's sprung from a musical / film finds its way into the English ears. When that was currently under the theme of the song in the media ( @ England) guessed Oasis turn, you could not miss it, of course, to stain the British a little. Funny side effect of the whole even more explosive by a German made: At the same time Oasis played a show somewhere in Barcelona. As could not be missing a big thank you for choosing (of course correct) concert. It is her first solo album, accordingly, are also almost all the songs presented. Between some nice small talk with the audience, short English-Lessons as a few from the back row of the word guapa just could not hold back any longer and always flit Torah and Co., always new makeup and a new through the crowd hugging outfit, highly dramatic everything and everyone, build human pyramids in the middle of the room, Grimace later at a fraction of a second to look back as if petrified. In Strength Through Music , a song that was written by Amanda in the course of the many attacks on American schools, and she dedicated a related incident in Spain, was the violinist with a list of names and cause of death of teenagers (eg name XY : shot dead through the head in , ...) read, what total silence and many certainly achieve the wanted effect triggered. The time flew by, just because something happened always, thanks to the live perfomance was always forced to pay attention. Before the group but the final stage left, was once a diverse collection of boots through the crowd strolled around a little cash in tip. What is perhaps a bit like reading was ambivalent on the grounds that the Danger Ensemble is unpaid tour guide, so just get set and lounge food and transportation are available. A never before seen action that apparently satisfies but all involved, that I (youtoube check out : Amanda Palmer All Access Tour ) again as a sign of total well-being and complete harmony within this entourage hear, for when nothing else has the whole thing today (and before that in Blog ) presented to me.
Otra
addition there are of course also Creep (Radiohead) namely, played on the ukulele, unplugged, and jumping around on the bar. At some point, but then disappeared Amanda singing backstage direction - apparently to fetch a pen and begin the never-ending marathon autograph. Then another good all the dresdendolls / Amanda Palmer Maillist scribble down the address ... and slowly it became too much for me then.
Saludos a Barcelona
It was a fun evening, and I just thought this concert are not available to visit for me today just as incomprehensible as the rest of tangled stuff that is shot in front of me not too long ago through his head. But is not that all part of a huge process, which is simply called life?
The album Who Killed Amanda Palmer? was published in September 2008 and was produced by Ben Folds (who contributed including the drums!) ... ... .. Read more here.
paz!
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