Jailais about the concert. There are those who specifically asked to comment to the previous entry, and some people asked me the same output of the show (is that best describe me in writing, perhaps). Say
the last five or six times I've uploaded a scenario has been able to provisional, in a concert of Green Apples versioning some of the Fab Four , any party ... The last time Modes sounded as it should be was five or six years, a kind of homage to the eighties with the presence of a host of bands, when we got together with Karl and a drummer who introduced us to occasion, and made four of the old themes. Stage immense and fifteen or twenty thousand watts, good amps and stage equipment, focuses on conditions and a very large room (and rather empty, why deny it).
Anyway, I roll it up. Saturday came past, arrived Saturday afternoon, and after proper nap (and see Vdes. what level of calm vital. The fact is that Hans has Samurai containment. This bullshit so thin CdS me sleeve took a while, repeat as a mantra and the ostensible cause of my closest joke) arrived six hours to assemble and test sound equipment.
To outsiders, it should be noted that the Zeta is a room that has its one: it has a reasonable size, a scenario in which four types fit well and can hit the jumps of ritual,
pulling sound equipment to loose, and a September of pretty pathetic monitors barely hears you sing in the dark, I do not know how to explain it, and not very pleasant. But hey, you have to live with these things.
The assembly was reasonably fast and reasonably effective, and in two hours everything was in place and checked the sound, so we could avail ourselves of Matarraña , a convenient restaurant for some dinner before the show . There I saw how Michael was beginning to set tad nervous, how elegant and deftly Javier flirted with the waitress (graceful brunette we kissed chastely-all when he was given a sheet of the group as if we were starsinthesky ) how Peter maintained his usual low profile class bluesman how Carajillo sipping whiskey, a drink that is appropriate in the circumstances of pressure and temperature. We went to the local
at 22.00, with as many people in the room, and went straight to hang the Gibson Les Paul, my choice for that night hexachord. Regarding the essential choice, the set-list was as follows: 1 The
love window
2 Mode 3 The pace Street
4 Gust / So Lonely
5 Please, please me
6 I'll chase
7 8
Summer Moon All I've got to do
9 Attitude 10 The Monsters
11 Sweet home Chicago mourn
12 Tired of silly girls
13 14 15 Eyes My Sharona
loss're vulgar
16 17 Girl Pop
bis1 18 The mirror I do not know what to do
bis2
Midnight Six versions of twenty songs, which is a prudent ratio. Almost 90 minutes of show .
For knowledge of what I asked, we were happy with the performance. I know that the voices were decent assembled and small blunders of interpretation that there were easy to correct, such that one perceived from within, but not so much from the outside. Each tap little thin, yes, I still bouncing on the head accompanied by the word ' clumsy. " Happy
also the people, for which I was told, the concert was a bit short. It is true that there was much public very loyal a priori (which is what is good friends), who endured the sound of the room fine. In fact, among the special guests was never sufficiently admired the Cayetana Altovoltaje unfortunately disappeared (for now) of the blogosphere, which went from his (remote) current residence along with a young man who moved to interested lust to several of my friends. In short, despite the sound of that thing was fairly well until we got, just, to Ecuador the concert version of The Monsters a stop garajero instrumental I've always liked and that we use as sound base to introduce the band. Just, just then, after I submitted my three companions, and when I used to be presented (I started the corresponding tap), my amp decided to stop dreaming. A zero. Nothing. Just then. Just half. We, as when Fernando Alonso broke a hundred feet of the flag. Except that my namesake is unable to stop while the rest of his team keeps rolling, remove the motor and mount a new one and keep running, which is what I did, that I have an experience and I had taken a backup amp, I rode up on his own while between Javier, Pedro and Michel kept the ship under way . Unscarred 4050 -English, transistor, 1983 - a , Hughes & Kettner Tube -German Edition, valves, 2006 -, zero. Pathetic, but true. Second time I spend with the same pileup. Last, of course: it will repair and sell.
The surprises of the night to the audience knows from Modes 1985 fueron tanto la fuerza y expresividad de Javier , nuestro nuevo batería, que procede de palos muy poco pop y aporta por ello miles de matices de luxe , cuanto la potente voz de nuestro nuevo bajista, Pedro , tanto en Sweet Home, Chicago como en My Sharona (que quedó especialmente bien). Aquél es un tema que queda fuera de nuestro canon, pero muy lucido. Éste último es, simplemente, una cuestión generacional.
Y qué más contar. Que fue muy divertido, que acabamos contentos, y que el Triunfo (en el sentido de celebración de la llegada of victorious Roman generals to the metropolis) lasted until five o'clock. And there's never enough rock'n roll. And I want to return to playing live . Ya. Right now. Anywhere. I accept suggestions. Today. Arghs.
Concert Modes. Zaragoza, Sala Zeta, 01.11.2008, 21.30, free entrance.
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