Now the days are counted a new city, new people, a language that is only because of words or phrases such as Vamos! , Hasta la vista or Buenas Noches knows, a new mentality and somewhere in between they themselves tried after years of everyday, same old daily routine for the first time with no plan and no default meander through life, to drift. A rather strange feeling. We know no one and begins in a way, all over again, despite language barriers trying to find connection to build up a circle of friends and everything is just crazy exciting. Sometimes just rich many small steps and not cost three times the force. When, after two weeks the first time my new, grown at least two contacts, Móvil struggles, I am a bit scared react, because never before heard a beep and a voice asks me whether I would want a Canja will move to the houses because it was a very fine feeling. The night ended in a small, attractive an alternative audience, Bar Name Fantástico , somewhere in the labyrinth of the Barri Gotic (and thus each visitor to the city difficult to heart), sitting at the bar and cheap red wine instead of beer drinking. As luck would have it, have I stumbled because of the music wiedermal in a very intense, then in English-run call. It was an interesting character, a musician (guitarist and percussionist), open to new musical influences and events associated with stories of mine, a true Catalan and even playing in a band. I'd better listen to me, a mixture of ... hmmm ... ... puhh he could so hard its own Describe music. But because of my groups mentioned he thought that I could even enjoy putting. iceb the way her name.
to be honest - the name of shocked me, as with all gained sympathy for this guy, but a little, was like a with positive invented, the main thing was English-sounding word for an art project and I because of this strange name, simply can not ideas to make - as well, without ever having heard a note of this music anywhere. But often I shoot under band name quite a few pictures from my colorful utopian fantasies deeper in the foreground. When I clicked over the next day on their site, noted that it could be possibly be a pun (from which I also was not smarter), and then for the first time to hear the music as they would also have written in runes can name. I was quite amazed, was nearly speechless and very positive vote when it came to my first contact with locals. Obviously it was a good start and everything pointed to the right direction. (I told you once that I am a dreamer, which builds at each moment of happiness)
How this is so in times of actually increasing ease with which contacts and musical horizon extension - it will often not taken, even though everything appears this incredible ease added. At the same moment that's a good thing, because it This is the biggest "time-killer" at all. It leads up to that one has to admit, has long ceased to think independently. The course did not fit me into the program, I wanted to reactivate the well again and could not use it if one's all presented on a deceptive gloss tray, and you will actually sell for stupid. Or are we really interested if anyone has something (usually Burnt brain and not really worth mentioning) with "very good," commented or even " in the barn with his horse "Is? (Later only 10 minutes there and back to ' in the short bathroom "be ....) I have since always been my trouble, but was luckily enough stations on my me to drive generated schedule, so I was busy anderswertig much and so much is not simply (in this frightening degree) on various operational matters or simply forgot - as well as iceb .
calendar Loses act ... ..
The weeks and months flew by, the language grew just as rapidly as the friends and all you see in his first last week in this wonderful City. The head resembles a giant question mark and you will suddenly have done so many thing wants to experience and enjoy moments with people and wants to expire a minute unnecessary. I suddenly get a reminder - of exactly the above-mentioned, seemingly for me thinking media - which leg holds a concert invitation from the band that I gave my first musical exhilaration in this city, as had all this as a logical process of just happen had to. I was among the first sound of a concern of this group have been seen once live, only a thousand things flowing again this desire had just flushed from my memory. Now It was finally time to this in my (preliminary) last night.
The beginning of a journey
The concert was in an unfamiliar location on the stage. The Zac Club , somewhere on the Avinguda Diagonal and untraceable to me and follow up. A small club with lots of disco feel. Everything was provided with the typical small glass fragments, it glittered from every corner and not just because of the built of glass bricks input to put a feeling as if you stepped over a threshold in the 80's. Right in the middle a small stage, surrounded by classical columns which also resembled a disco ball and I does not appear to really suitable for concerts.
What it here first, however, did not exist - an audience. On the one hand, this is at this time in Barna's more than normal, of course, no opening act for the eye candy. These were also from Barcelona, listen to the name Twisted Nails and could meet my expectations, I check up after which the site and not repulsive-sounding songs had, unfortunately not. Too shallow and had placed as a whole. The voice of the singer wanted to but could not, the sound was not satisfactory and the drummer clubbed down without a proper "drive" to be set. Only the bass player was fine addition to his Rickenbacker also a groove and played clean lines could, but the overall package for me beyond redemption. Too bad, I also think now.
was then converted violently. iceb operate under the motto: "The more instruments the better" - as long as the assurance is there that someone can use this, this approach is to support fully. In the case of this band meets this standard. There are in addition to conventional instrumentation which bass, drums and guitar (s) will also contain a Korg Midi with computer microphone, Chime , various Caxixis, maracas, Cabasas , Tambourines , a Xylophone, Glockenspielchen, Vibra-Bells, a small Darabuka, a colorful plastic squeaky hammer, a piece of sheet metal, the beaten either, the good old aluminum carrying case and a few small gimmicks. to the whole combined with a singer who knows how he used his voice and "manipulate" if necessary, must be a lot of styles and emotions comprehensive work of art called "iceb" create. Here I was concerned what the preview (which I had already moved so much in their spell) live again plunged into an entirely different league. The sound technician now provided all the work and created a pompous-sounding noise cloud that me, the next Hour took on her trip - somewhere between Dredg , Across the Delta, a light breeze Pink Floyd and Led Zeppelin in their No Quarter - Phase and yet it's all not even usually worth noting. It just sounds authentic, a logical product of the perfect result of the interplay of five creative (and incredibly sympathetic) heads has sprung. Melodies get through the selective inserting of volume increments and the cunning choice of guitar effects, a sinister momentum. The higher in pitch and forth between some crystal clear singing voice and acting angry shriek of singer Txesk is the perfect finishing touch. He embodies every song, agrees to the plan, is itself permanently on the journey between worlds, between the here and now and that distant galaxy that he creates with the help of his buddies. That may sound a bit poetic and exaggerated but as so often can I call only to be clever headphone grab to dim the lights down, the Laustärkenregler vigorously to turn up, and get carried off once more to a place where problems and concerns are as far away as The Comet from its base, after they Captain Future direction of a dependent on his help planet - Somewhere in the infinite solar system - added controls. The whole thing is like a constant, never-ending explosion. The drummer, Ori creates, with his drum kit and an incredible sense of complex grooves a difficult to understand prog-opera. Gratapeus is the man for the details, plays keyboard, sings, a myriad uses of percussion changes, but within seconds of the guitar and amplified by Zaak on his Godin and a high technical level, played harmonies. JP grooving on the bass of the first second with sensitivity, always bent in on itself from sheer emotion of lived and not I just enjoy it all. The space is now very well attended, the atmosphere, not only knows because the front man and the band get its message and the spark to be skipped can not be compared with the around Confess distanced the opening band. Here are just a plethora of molecules on the verge of making violent love to each other, to rub against each other, which automatically in the total mood results in a variety of receptors are also tapped into our heads and showered with well-being. Yes, it just an eerie tension can be felt - a positive one. The numbers vary come, sometimes slow and melancholic, sometimes accompanied by a violent, Minutes continuing and ever-escalating jams again, therefore, in which the singer is limited to produce some full attention to noise, almost as a voice for the rest of the noise level. It's nice when one captures a concert so that you will eventually lose not a second key players from the eyes, while miles away from the action then floats. A friend, generally located in other Musikgefilden and probably the first time in years (as one) concert, then said only that it did not put up more towards the end of your eyes - only the Disfrutarmodus savored. A beautiful experience.
The band plays a tight Hour through a rich Reportaire of songs including two encores, and as the last notes died away, the monitor speakers were booed, as it was shortly after midnight. So my last few hours had just witnessed a brilliant start. I was so happy, but more so I was sad. Right now, I realized that I had to do some thing in this wonderful city. But many times do we need this at first sight so wrong decisions acting to really come forward.
hyperventilation
ended for me the night in La Macarena with hearty House, and danced a few kilometers on the small but nice dance floor. Just around the corner at that time it had also taken its course - five months - sitting at the bar, but in English ... ... and I'm curious where the story continues..
The current board is named hyperventilation and was completed in late 2007. For those who do not have the CDs for sale, offers the band (currently without a label) here to the free download of the album. But I must add that the artwork and the sleeve of the plate, sometimes is one of the most brilliant that I've seen in a long time. Accordingly, I can advertise direct contact with the band only. Sprung the idea of a on Based tobacco giant, lung disease which almost had the guitarist with the death of that made its tragic climax. It is not, as at first sight appears, created in Photoshop drawing. Rather, it is in fact analogous to using art to acquire Sanitätsbehelf (bandages) in combination with other sophisticated technology. A very nice piece of art that I do not want to miss in my collection.
face-off tips of the plate
respective best times to play and Repeat all . Otherwise The man who bit me , The Sound , Xuxurlatuz, Find, The Answer, ... . Hopefully
result will be some more options, this music live to convey a wider audience. The boys would be ready in any case. Paz y hasta pronto
Wed amigos .... En vuestra ciudad!
* thez *
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