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That'll tell you, my very dear and poor readers: I'm on holiday, equipped with my sonyvaio, artifact than usual it is only used for work and these days, however, is applied to more noble ends: see other peoples, alparcear féisbuques many, look here and there an overdrive -hand Seymour Duncan has me worried. Nothing pro, joy. Holiday

, such Vdes. imagine, I park my battered bones in the south of the country Dulce (mental note to find the discs The Beautiful South to get home). I finished work on completely bottomless July 30, more than ever, and I'm getting older, or is the logical result of the statistics produced by my padawanes (who commissioned the development of real working data January-July 2010 .) Irrelevant: I have come to vacation, and thus to shrimps and bar with a beer in genuine need. I read three newspapers every day (aside from me the bitter cup of "Sports Stadium", a product information obsessed with Betis and corruption jurgorística of Hercules, a plane-named team and Levantine strictly ethical ways. I sleep well, because Isla Antilla night enjoy a certain amount of ocean wind that bring tranquility and peace.

Leoa a slower pace than usual: Anatomy of a moment, by Javier Cercas, and CONCLUSIONS: The volume that has an interest , referred to the event occurred on February 23, 1981 and Don Adolfo Suárez, evidencing that the author has currado looking information and, moreover, also highlights that despite its nature can be understood vermilion-boggling, in the Fatherland-the motivations of a right-wing military beyond mere insult and disqualification . Is one of those books that should be recommended if and only if the potential reader is interested in history and in history. If not, bored. A MBO, for example, would not recommend it.

hand Now I have another police Nordic: Shout at the ice of CEDER Camilla. I have no idea if 'Fruset ögonblick' means that or if it is a traditional translations of these 'free' English. Possibly the only question that suggests to me the novel. And, despite being one of my highly appreciated birthday gift (yes, dear: 44 on 14 July) I was choking, so I can not, in fact, appreciate it. I fear that among novelists Swedish-Norwegian-Finnish fashion has become a model based on the fictional insult Scandinavian social democratic society too focused on the disasters that afflict and severe alcoholism large portion of the population. Oh, and by far flashback, which is cool. The writer, btw, is ten years younger than me. The same thing that irritates me is finding that it is increasingly remote possibility of being a young writer success: D.

The afternoon has greyish. After several days of sunshine a terrible and overwhelming heat, both documents have been lightened, leaving an ugly color stained the sky. Not everything can be, of course, but annoying. I'm going back to my light work. Are Vdes. well. Seize your vacation or, better, suggest that they will enjoy them when they touch enjoy.

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And this I leave here because I'm worth.

The truth is I'm nothing modern or gafapasta, despite having purchased the glasses he had thought to acquire a LONG time ago because I was given a Buddy Holly air that is always good for men as well.

I say this because tonight, in Le Pastis ( soit, The Place, capitalization is not random) played The Singer Not the Song and Tulsa. Tulsa reduced to its aesthetic singer and spiritual leader, Miren Iza , no more, and that I have attended, in part

gafapastizarme MBO had spent the evening with a mojito while riding sound and I have been told to get 'the Tulsa singer has made a version of Baby, it's you sensational '

On the banks of the Ebro, cool and having a beer (or two) we really enjoyed the concert Red Xisco (leader and comprehensive training The singer, the song Not ) and Tulsa , and when I was finishing Look, asked: "What now play? " And, of course, MBO and I have jumped as hounds, " Baby, it's you ! ' And she said, 'Ah, but accompany me? That this has choirs' . Of course, I could not help it. And I jumped, which again greyhound, and I've done with the mic, and I accompanied Look Iza , as did Quique Bunbury, only our source today was better than Jeanette (going to compare to Shirelles or The Beatles with that little girl, recognizing that!).

And MBO, which is my most loyal critic-and-convincing applauded with perseverance and application. While the game has been vocal with the great singer. Considering the dismal results of the voices in our last and recent model, it has a soothing effect on my prejudiced mind, lessened self-esteem about my singing.

Thing which left here on record, the appropriate action.

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Heroes del Silencio, Quique, yo.

This will leave here because a friend asked me to talk about it. I have not written in all these years, even in the year of the return, everyone talked about the prehistory of La Banda . Not for nothing, just because, basically, is all very limited importance. We

sometime in late 1983 or early 1984. Hans has joined GOM, Organizing Group I sample and Other Pop Rock Roll , event to be held between 23 and 25 March 1984 at Zaragotham. One afternoon, sitting in the seat of CIPAJ , which leaves the den for organizational matters, I am filling out sheets of bands that want to play in the Exhibition. Arrives, to formalize its participation with entropic process, a thin guy, short hair, with good looks, like me, a son of the bourgeoisie Zaragoza. Something tells me, something I know about him (and I'll know more later, has been a companion of my friends in other bands) and their past in different groups.

remember the first time, in those days, when I realized that the membership of the fifty bands playing in Sample had everything, but there were very few people really wanted, and in good will and effort-be somebody in this Tinglao pop. Quique Bowie wanted to be since then. I was 17 and he 16, but it was obvious. There was much, much poise. I've always said this is not an ex post facto analysis : who speaks plugs or privileges lies or let their words lead to envy. Quique was and is a rate applied in all respects as any I've known all these years in the context of rock'n roll when it comes to getting what you want: later, once the Show , together form Juice Glass in , and see how he, a bass player, with a low Ibanez amp and a Rickenbacker in time to steal a tremendous local Sacramento Street, on the hook, becomes the leader of a band that will disintegrate because of the diversity of the wills of its members.

There are pictures of a concert with Starter Quique with fuchsia hair and me playing my Korg synthesizer Sygma black and white (a standard in my life on stage) and lots of hair gel.

From debacle Juice Glass, at Christmas 1984, Modes born, my band, Héroes del Silencio , yours, the latter with much more commitment to success, success, future in music. The bands are parallel: I now scorching sun such as local shared memory, where they robbed Michel your amp, for example, Captain Calle Pina, now defunct, or appetizers hand in hand, Quique and I in the Café de Levante taking stuffed peppers and talking philosophy, and giving me reason that it should not be tested on Sunday morning: I wanted to go to Mass early in the Pillar. Anyone Madden, at the time invoked spiritual reasons never put into question, nor will I questioned his review of spiritual alternatives. O Pedro Andreu taking micebrinas to hold trials morning, with Heroes - and later, with Modes - almost seven days a week. As they soar like rockets - Quique , Juan Pedro Valdivia and , which then go for medical, us - and I Michel, Jorge and Pedro Andreu , which then will be playing with them, we take it more peaceful and more doses of Magna Mater : Michel in Philology, Jorge leaves us open soon Karl passage (after Days of Wine and Roses ) in Geography Pedro in the School of Arts, and I, in my own faculty.

remember a spiral notebook that Quique was scoring all the events relevant to your life rock'n roll, and bad because I think I remember what I read here was typed in black and red tape. Should ask if it still exists. Or something as silly as the first day he showed up with a good mic, a Shure microphone the good. Wanted to be a singer, instrumentalist, and I needed it, an artifact that I had not even crossed my mind (I also sing in my band) spend a fortune: the money was for amps or guitars or pedals. The organizers put them micros, and local enough to any basurilla. Or the day he showed me a dress-concert Oh! to Dance - for the show: drawings black jacket with electric blue, blue pants. Was a million light years ahead of us: I am talking about some time In late 1985, possibly 1986. A million light years away from everyone. I also remember how the texts of his songs have changed in the early days: corrected without stopping. I venture to say that I was less demanding, it may have been different ways of working, more dense and concentrated at the beginning of mine, more his spiral, "but I never let things by halves if not satisfied. By the way, I also remember how 'Forgotten', a song of his that we played and Juice Glass, was the first time a part-pointless-my own.

Other memories of Heroes include, for example, that Juan was playing for a long time (even when they were beginning to succeed) its old Stagg Stratocaster copy of a guitar rather below par, and the first time recorded for English Television, Regional Aragon, Juan played with an Ibanez guitar I had beautiful black-and I have yet, "and Joaquin played with Ibanez under Karl of , who was also black. Was normal: the computer is shared. In fact, when we returned Modes to play a lot of years later, he left Joaquin its impressive low Rickenbacker 4003 black Karl, very plan Lafayette Escadrille, and Peter let us use its premises and its battery until it back on track.

also remember Quique's girlfriend this year, the sister of a friend of mine from school. Nothing I heard from her. I would be wrong, but since the girl was not going in the right-of course on their own merits, had a number in the raffle to end badly. Quique

was courageous and strong-willed, all those seudoproletarios rock 'n' roll that ticked and branded as hijodepapá you have not worked or one millionth of what he did he (or rather them: four) and ended up being much more petty than he ever was.

I did not like, still do not like "the name of the band, reminded me of a Portuguese band, do Mar heroism (or so I do not know Portuguese), is part of his material (and is a 'su' to them: the issues are Heroes of the four) that interests me, but not all, of course, and it's good for my personal affection for the kind of music, especially the end. Were (and still are, of course) excellent instrumentalists to pure hard work and dedication. The very few times when I find Quique I can not find even a shred of that arrogance that reproach. Pedro still my friend, is "me like many others of course, a good man always willing to help old comrades and young kids, new musicians, who want to be in this; Joaquin was a shy boy I suspect that years of heroism have not removed this feature (which is also exquisitely correct.) A Juan not seen him for years, but say he is fine, comfortable with himself, and I know first hand that his brother Gonzalo is a sensational guitarist, musician, guitar teacher.

My relationship with Heroes is obviously very intrahistorical, though the books speak of me as their first keyboardist. The truth and the truth is that I know are great guys and they deserved what happened to them, the success they enjoyed and the same gavel that accompany them, without forgetting that, maybe, when God wants to punish you, gives you what you want . They deserved the success ... and anyone who says otherwise has no idea, lie or let their words lead to envy.

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... who sang about a human being summers ago, creating an incomprehensible need to move the (usually runaway) buttocks lots and lots of people. King Africa , I think was called undesirable.

Finally, there is no question of speaking of such item and even less of his musical output (do not know whether perpetrated something else besides the aforementioned ditty). No. Today it's talk of accelerating VLADIVOSTOK Race Modes to success, fame, fortune and blablabla.

we closed the previous post referring to the March 20 concert at the Sala mode, and anticipated, as the April 17 would return to play in the Chamber Zeta. And it was. This concert was made in the II Contest Zeta Chamber groups, where we passed the sabers a little less than twenty-preset-bands, from which four finalists: Modes, hours lost and The Impeccable Freak for choice. So, and playing in pairs (the Hours lost to us, The Impeccable with Freak for choice) we reached the final, held in two parts, 15 and 22 May.

must say that in that contest prizes were not bad, and, above all, no such constraints 'edge-of-age-half-of-group' (moment of great shame when Hans realized that Modes NO might occur in a particular event of this sort. Recon).

Well, that, that the jury was meeting yesterday, discussed, and we awarded the Second Prize . The first was to FfCh, a band a few type Sober or so, maybe more sugar cane. It is the second time that we come to a competition and final results. Last time I went along with Heroes del Silencio, and a band Ferroban Teruel Acolla from which one can only say that they were all very ugly (and his music is absolutely uninteresting.) It was the regional final competition of Radio Cadena (which had been Radio Popular) and if I remember correctly, at the national level, won the band then Coque Malla. I remember we got a cup I believe, is Michel at home. This time the thing was over, how to say?, Int € r € $ € ant. We are closer to the recording of new studio material Modes, gentlemen.

But those performances have been just two of the four Modes have been made since the March 20 date. Another took place in The Prohibition, last thursday May 13. It was a nice concert in a very desirable, with an owner, Patxi, more Basque than the host and as such noble, clear and nice. Rang, as I have said, well, before an audience a bit low (as of Thursday night I just do not see it). We sounded good and were comfortable. And as we were caught in flour, we got to the neck: next Thursday (twenty) play in the English .

I find it hard to explain what is that place for which there are Zaragotham . Simply, this is a pretty big room (and some pretty good soundtrack and a good technician) Dark wood lined with velvet sofases (spent) separaditas areas with small carved wooden fences ... and that smell. Come on, what comes to be a quasi-brothel. At one time, twenty years ago, was the site cool. Today is terrifying. Simply.

Nights at the local run, basically, to the rhythm of cumbia, merengue and similar materials, marinating with such rhythmic sounds and the attempts by others to cuddle up strongly, among which are drunk as many balls as possible. Thus ... What the hell does a Power Pop band in such a place? Moreover, why did we start playing at 01.30 in the morning?. I feared for my life when I was up on stage to cut the rate guitarrazos distorted approximations of meat, really. There everything was about to catch Zeus horn (or, rather, cut low), so what could we give?

I think the most surreal gig I've done in my life deserves a brief story:

a) We went to ride at 23.30. Local, at 00.00: empty. Neither God. Five waitresses, a Latina, three blondes boat, a Slav. All boredom faced, except one, the blonde from the bar on the right, which was nice. Six waiters in ties and vest. Intense look brothel.
b) First Occurrence: they, not below fifty. They and some, mostly fat.
c) Background music: all sorts of diverse Latino and sort.
d) We, 'C hen started? " The room: "I hope people get '. At 01.25 they let us go.
e) In the meantime, the place is filled with types impossible. Among others, a chubby type Osuna total reaping sticks to us and very bad jokes. Also a group with a double Evo Morales, dressed in shorts and white sleeveless shirt and then danced about asking some El Ultimo de La Fila . But ESPECIALLY in the front row, hitting a long boat, a couple. He, no less than 70, she, no less than 65 misled, fat and leopardizada, very intoxicated by alcohol, leaving your Cubata next to my pedal board, with a remarkable risk of electrocution (mine) until one saves me a Camata almost certain death.
f) Sensational shelling the sensation of issues to the absolute apathy of the crowd, except a call girl to be too young, mostly Latino, nice smile (no kidding) and partial problems with the scale, which follows the chorus and dance something. In the room, three friends. The rest, faces a sea of \u200b\u200bindecipherable but not much interested
g) We made a show of 20 songs for stopped playing I do not know what to do , the last, because at the end of Midnight , penultimate, cried mightily 'Hasta Siempre, Hispano' , and take a sack .
h) The only reflection: Beatles is foguearon Kaiserkeller in Hamburg, which was exactly the same only 50 years ago and in German ...

not get pictures because the implement blogger will not let me today, and happened to keep postponing the publication. Well, so we having fun between general and particular debacle. Be good.