A Burgenland Duo, hand in hand with the excess. A highly explosive mixture, classified somewhere between screaming fit, a portion of feeling, a method of tinnitus and head against a wall.
Coincidence?, Fate?, Tribulation?
It's interesting. Since there are bands in Austria to a be a term from the name for years, for quite some time on the endless list of demands of must see live - acts want, and then it is again only by chance and not the initiative, which is a the benefit of such brings. This random pattern continued throughout the whole of yesterday Thursday, to me an interesting reunion brought here and a first-time meeting precisely here - especially when latter presented himself after a brief conversation throughout the day longed for inner peace - because It's true: Without a concrete plan to act is beyond easy. But is it really a choice but if something of interest - Rooster seen in levels, not that of a log house, but more like that of a skyscraper? The answer: No! - Especially not when you know that the music is THE medium for constructive communication.
In the eye of the hurricane
rhiz This was once again packed. And yet the atmosphere is different there, essentially from that of another, also fully packed, belt restaurant. rhiz family is, or at least feels that, although not a regular, for me always. I was surprised at how lively influx The Dream Scarabeus triggered. As I had probably missed a lot in recent times. But when you listen to the songs from their debut album Sample your heartbeat to stay alive , that question off the table, it is an Other present. What makes this band that prefers their implementation of music on a drum and a keyboard to reduce, here? To this also perfect to bring to the man it needs the following fact - perfect sound. Are not these, it can happen that one a little disoriented sips from a gig back home as expected. In are the two sympathetic belt arches that sound when it is Hannes Moser on drums, is limited. Does not matter. Anyway here are tapped in a different way in our heads.
The beginning was a little MacBook - Session . Both the drummer, and Bernd Supper on electric piano pauschten to over minutes of time with each other. The retrieved, self-programmed, sound is relaxing, as if you walk through an ice cave would be fascinated. And a good concert starts it a try to captivate the listener, forcing him pictures. Music as the creative center stimulants. The whole thing piled up in a very fine-scale tension in ever higher still, until we were finally overrun by a horde of loud crawling beetle, which made like wildfire to work their gluttony in our head content to nurse. The band immediately launched a counter-attack, trying with hectic, drumming and orchestral, the keyboard sprung, melodies, coupled with violent cries, to take effect. In vain. Instead, it had more the appearance that both are obviously from that recorded the spider web on the drum kit escaped, tarantula, were stung. Within seconds, the two mutant, previously rather quiet and in thought-acting guys, themselves from the hand-making, hyperactive and with severe facial paralysis or convulsions fighting nature. It was incredible how determined, or rather, recklessness, the duo brought their message to the crowd. Like a hurricane, they swept all their music and what is not immediately proceeded from the firing line. This desire, however, had no first and second, it would be in this place not have been possible. Unpackbar which power explosion took place on the stage. The drummer was like a machine with a blown, but usually all-controlling, board, hands whirling wildly, almost resembling an octopus. His counterpart - a constantly ruffle the hair, on the piano einhämmernder Remote Control of the identity of varieties. And its so innocent looking, the torn scraps of fabric belting butterfly brooch, could not hide that this is acted by two geeks who apparently found a unique way to express their thoughts in music. A wonderful, if it was not even shown to so clear that night. Since half the songs were announced, only to align ourselves in the same sentence that they would still take 15 minutes, open all valves where cronyism could escape any frustration about the overall situation in question in Austria and how I also think gescreamt Snapcase'scher manner. it was given heavy snare swivel and a piano, knew that to indulge us with melancholy. In between numbers without Geknüppel again, but with a balancing on his bass drum around, the mic is always at the ready-to-do, drummer. I must admit, I was not quite prepared for what I had expected here. After listening through the songs I just had a completely different picture of this band in mind. Moreover, acted on their website everything is perfect Sun The way I knew how to appeal to the photos the brilliant black and white video for their song "stroller gates" and last but not least, the violent mixture of hardcore shouting in combination with the so clean looking, in the ear determinable melodies of the piano. For me, it felt all so as if this was any other band. And even if so violently clanking with a brutality and, the first apparently without system, thrashed pool made much of the expected sound experience to naught, so I need all of those who reproach me constantly never to write anything negative even disappoint again this time. It was by far not the best gig, but still I felt then closer to the band. What was offered on the small stage, made up for that fact much. It's been long time since I an Austrian formation far to go with so much dedication and willingness on the borders, had seen the thing. Moreover, there was guaranteed the first time that I lived midnight, as a protagonist because of his non-use drew upon under control reflexes and twitching, a laceration on his forehead - caused by no longer appearing white keys of the Yamaha stage pianos. And even if my ram during the concert of this, his head in the rhiz-brick wall, accompanied by permanent panting gasping for air the drummer, the bounce on the drum kit around, this constant talking to himself paired with blows to the back of the head and the rather vague, my thoughts are not satisfactory statements, as had placed, I then moved still a very positive balance sheet.
Off and Gone
By the time of the accident it was a concert that always pushed forward. After a few minutes of continuous primary care break, no less impressed by the head of the house was conducted in person, obviously a bit ripped the thread. There were still presented a few numbers, and even if Bernd Supper his keys looked no more than objects on which they could vent their excess feelings, Hannes Moser rested on the last song again from really up and beaten else in all directions distributed drums until the pool looked in the opposite direction. He then maneuvered itself is also a corner where he exhausted then absent, and obviously, lying around. I liked the whole thing and I would support something like this all my life, because it has nothing liberating act as if you look at the possibility of breaking into a fictional character and, if necessary even to reset this . Although this band now, I could theoretically removed from my list, I will like to see for sure the one or the other plays in a larger context. Until then, there might be already posted new material.
Nantes
While the stage was brought back on its feet, threw Bernhard Fleischmann again finest vinyl products on the Technics. And as so often lately, joined another group - this time with Beirut's Nantes . Then we took the bike through the cold night downhill, for example, meat, however, the man waited for spring. Have fun in Sala BeCool by it.
Photo: copyright by The Dream Scarabeus
PAZ!
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