Sapevo. Sapevo benissimo già da molto tempo che non sarebbe stato un semplice concerto, ma un vero e proprio giro di boa.
Ricordo ancora perfettamente quella mattina in cui lessi che i Neurosis avrebbero suonato in Italia, il mio stupore fu tanto che stentavo a crederci. In quei giorni l'incredulità veniva smorzata dall'allora recente reperimento di Eternal Kingdom, ma nonostante ciò scandagliavo il web da capo a piedi in cerca di notizie più chiare e attendibili. Da quel momento la presa di coscienza di ciò che sarebbe accaduto qualche mese a venire diveniva sempre più ponderata, e la data del 23 Agosto si incideva, autonomamente e lentamente, a fuoco sulla mia vita, divenendo inevitabile ed irremovibile quanto la scoperta della morte per un bambino che compie i primi passi nel mondo degli adulti.
Arriva così la calda mattina di quel sabato di fine estate, tanto calda da render poco immaginabile il serale concerto della band Californiana. A questo punto manca davvero poco, le distrazioni sono ridotte all'osso, neppure il traffico autostradale mi distoglie dal pensare a ciò che di lì a poco sarebbe accaduto.
Il sudore gronda ma le fatiche del tribolato viaggio svaniscono subito, quando, dal parco che antecede il Mamamia, si scorgono due panciuti buontemponi sulla quarantina. Scott Kelly e Steve Von Till sono lì: è tutto vero.
Panini e birre in contemporanea con gli ultimi ritocchi dei gruppi spalla e siamo pronti per addentrarci nel luogo del delitto.

Dall'esterno si capisce che il breve soundcheck dei The Ocean si sta trasformando nel vero e proprio live set delle band tedesca, mi affretto, ed una volta al cospetto del palco, mi accorgo che c'è qualcosa che non quadra: il collettivo è ridotto all'osso e mancano ben tre (fondamentali) elementi. I quattro crucchi attaccano e danno l'impressione di aver ben chiaro che il loro obiettivo è quello di limitare i danni ed evitare figuracce nel cinico confronto con gli artisti che suoneranno di lì a poco. Tuttavia, con una formazione così rimaneggiata, è praticamente impossibile soddisfare il palato del pubblico dei Neurosis e tanto meno esser giudicabili. Staps e compagni si agitano cercando di dare il meglio, ma il risultato resta anacronistico e non capace di rispecchiare le loro potenzialità (chi li ha visti al completo ne sa qualcosa). La setlist va esaurendosi giustapponendo pezzi di Precambrian ad altri Aeolian e, colpa anche delle pacchianissime e “dillingerose” luci e di un soundcheck forse affrettato, inizia a stufare un pubblico in cerca di suoni di altro tipo. Col senno di poi credo che quella di inserire i The Ocean nella serata sia stata una scelta sbagliata, sarebbe stato meglio dar spazio ad una buona realtà del nostro paese più in linea con lo style dell'evento (vedi Ufomammut e Lento). In definitiva, come incipit della nottata, i riffoni metalcore dei quattro potrebbero anche esser stati utili per ambientarsi, ottimi per capire come muoversi nel locale e prendervi confidenza senza incupire prima del dovuto un'atmosfera che va pian piano oscurandosi. Ma l'aria sta cambiando e si nota subito, il sole è calato e gente continua a confluire nel club marchigiano.

Inizia il cambio di palco, momento perfetto per abbeverarsi e provvedere a predisporre i neuroni ad un assorbimento più totale del live, ma le tempistiche si dilungano e riprender la posizione iniziale al fianco della troupe baronale è ormai impresa ardua. Per fortuna il rado manto erboso mi viene in soccorso, rivelandosi, poi, fondamentale per una fruizione che sarebbe potuta divenire molto più faticosa del previsto. Nel frattempo anche gli A Storm Of Light han preso posto e son pronti per accompagnarci fin davanti alle porte dell'inferno.
Quella di New York alla vigilia era una creatura che mi lasciava perplesso. Un solo disco, decisamente monocorde, sulle spalle di una line-up indiscutibilmente professionale, rappresenta un bagaglio troppo esiguo per poter prevedere le dinamiche di uno show dai forti contenuti visivi. La curiosità non è poca. La proiezione dell'artwork di And We Wept The Black Ocean Within sul telo e le due batterie sotto il cielo stellato incuriosiscono ancor di più. Ci siamo, Graham e compagni attaccano, i suoni ed i volumi non sono affatto gli stessi di quelli usati dai The Ocean, l'aria è cambiata e si sente. Plettrate sludge e tempi monolitici si pongono a binari del percorso filmico alle spalle dei musicisti e proprio in quel momento capisco perché ho faticato a digerire il loro album: gli A Storm Of Light esplicitano che la loro musica non è valutabile in sé, ma necessita di esser inserita in un immaginario definito in cui la clip alle loro spalle è padrona assoluta. Oceani, iceberg, balene, squali martello e tempeste fanno da sfondo ad accecanti raggi di luce, allo stesso modo i tappeti sonori ricamati con voce e chitarra dall'ex Red Sparowes evidenziano la solennità delle ritmiche del monumentale Signorelli. Col passare del tempo il live diventa sempre più monotono e manieristico rivelando azzeccata la scelta di restar seduto a terra, posizione ottimale per estrapolare godimento dal derivativo “Naufragio della Speranza”.

Ormai manca davvero pochissimo al ritorno nello stivale di una delle band più influenti degli ultimi anni, lo si sente nell'atmosfera, sulla pelle. Mi alzo di scatto e guadagno un posto nelle prime file. In quel momento la mente è sgombera, pronta per assistere ad uno show atteso da troppo tempo. Il pubblico sembra teso ed allo spegnersi delle luci tutti gli interrogativi che addensavano le giornate precedenti al concerto sembrano non aver più alcun peso. Chi come me era stato attento alle indiscrezioni sapeva a cosa andava incontro, sapeva quale sarebbe stata la probabile setlist, l'eventuale durata del live, sapeva che la cricca di Von Till non era più quella di A Sun That Never Sets e che negli ultimi anni vi era stato un ennesimo e rivelatorio cambio di direzione dal nome Given To The Rising.
Ultime rifiniture cullate da atmosfere synth-dream pop di marca Stereolab e la sensazione di star per assistere ad uno spettacolo musicalmente totalizzato. Ma non c'è più tempo per pensare, un catartico paesaggio ambient/drone in tre dimensioni invade la notte, l'oscurità avvolge ogni cosa... i Neurosis sono pronti ad aprire le danze. Il primo riff della titletrack dell'ultimo disco, come uno tsunami di olio bollente deflagra sulla platea, ma l'effetto non è così apocalittico quanto ci si aspettava, colpa di un'amplificazione che in quanto a potenza dimostra tutti i suoi limiti. Anche i cinque esperti musicisti sembrano restar per un attimo delusi dall'impatto, ormai non c'è tempo per le idee, la posta in palio è troppo alta. I primi a prenderne coscienza sono loro stessi; la seconda parte di Given To The Rising, infatti, alza il livello apparendo, agli occhi di un pubblico non uniformemente sbalordito, più sentita del suo inizio. Il live comincia ad entrare nel vivo ed una seconda psichedelica trama, intrecciata con le immancabili proiezioni sferiche e monotonali, palesa che il set è più implosivo, velenoso e subdolo delle attese, oltre che pervaso da una radicalizzata attitudine composta e minimalista. La discesa nell'inconoscibile procede, le selvatiche fascinazioni simil Jack London lasciano il posto a visioni più sinistre ed apocalittiche in cui gli spigoli di At The End Of The Road lacerano gli ultimi brandelli di umanità lasciati illesi dall'oscuro cerimoniale purificatorio. Seppur la band lamenti qualche anno e chilo di troppo, e la probabile stanchezza di fine tour il pubblico è ipnotizzato. La proposta sonora dei Nostri, come si direbbe per un buon vino, è invecchiata molto bene, e nelle botti di abete californiano nelle quali ha riposato in questi anni ha saputo miscelare la recuperata disperazione noise-core degli albori agli aromatici sapori folk-apocalittici di The Eye Of Every Storm producendo un siero dalle solenni alchimie post-doom. Perfettamente in tempo per sottolinearlo arriva Distill. Il colare dal progressivo incedere delle note è forse fra i più alti momenti del live, le voci dei due frontman si intersecano alla perfezione in una song tanto maligna quanto struggente che sotto il cielo stellato ci spazza via dalla realtà, abbandonando il nostro razionale e caduco conscio nella solitudine lunare di verdastri alambicchi, vetrate polverose e rilucente e nera pece. Il percorso iniziatico adesso non dà alcun adito alla speranza, non vi è più distinzione fra archetipi reali ed immagini misteriche, i Neurosis han scavato nel profondo e sono pronti a sguainare lo stiletto per immergerlo a fondo nel cuore. L'acuminato arpeggio di Locust Star è una ferita mortale. Ora la definitiva perdita dei sensi coincide con il cambiamento cromatico delle proiezioni, colori più caldi accompagnano gli spasimi del nostro corpo nell'oltretomba. Quello che forse possiamo considerare come uno dei più importanti pezzi della prima era, in “quel” modo ed in “quel” momento, dimostra che la band è ben consapevole della sua evoluzione e non dimentica neppure per un istante i fasti del suo passato. A sancire il trapasso ci pensa il delicato incipit di To The Wind gonfiato d'umanità da qualche semi impercettibile pecca nell'esecuzione. Ma è un'umanità cosmica e pronta ad eclissarsi dietro sconosciute silhouette astrali fatte di impastati riff e stratificazioni sonore dalle infatuate movenze. Il Mamamia non esiste più, darsi una collocazione fisica ora è impossibile.
I pezzi più vecchi sono praticamente assenti dalla setlist, eccezione fatta per Locust Star, scambiati con una maggior organicità espressiva dei contenuti che però inizia a pesare; ecco infatti tirar fuori dal cilindro un eco di The Eye Of Every Storm: Left To Wander. I suoi rarefatti landscape dai colori aurorali si disciolgono a bassa quota sul prato del locale parendo vaganti spiriti di dannati. La musica acquista una tridimensionalità pazzesca, seppur limitata dalla forma non smagliante di Scott Kelly e dagli spazi troppo aperti della location. Ormai siamo pienamente nella seconda parte del live, quella della redenzione. I Neurosis sanno di non aver più nelle loro corde il contatto stretto col pubblico, la soluzione, quindi, è delegare il suono. Paesaggi sonori poliedrici e caleidoscopici infatti invadono la notte, la narcosi ora è nella sua fase più onirica. Sinceramente, alla vigilia, avrei preferito altri brani dal penultimo disco, ma mi devo ricredere, la tenuta live del pezzo appena eseguito è fra le più sorprendenti dell'intero show. Si torna a Give To The Rising con Fear And Sickness: un groviglio di pennate “flangerate” e frasi “sabbathiche” fanno da monolitici apri strada ad uno schermo che diviene sempre più portale dimensionale. Il palco è un'orgia di ectoplasmi e sentimenti reconditi. A tratti si ha l'impressione che i cinque abbiano accademizzato il loro passato: forse non sono loro ad averlo voluto, ma la storia del rock. L'immensa qualità dei ripetuti drone infatti testimonia la padronanza lessicale della formazione. Mancano pochi tasselli alla quadratura della performance: le aspettative per il finale sono altissime. Molti nostalgici dei fasti di Through Silver In Blood si sono appena ambientati nel nuovo climax, chi li ha persi un po' di vista confida nell'esecuzione di molti altri pezzi per portar a termine l'orgasmo, stimolato forse con un po' di ritardo. Siamo all'apice della tensione ed i barbuti chitarristi sanno di aver in pugno i loro fruitori. Water Is Not Enough casca a fagiolo, il suo riffing serrato e sludge prende a schiaffi gli storditi spettatori e la stanchezza cerebrale inizia ad affiorare; lo stridere dei synth fa accapponare la pelle ma nonostante la devastante carica nevrotica la gente non accenna a somatizzare il pezzo, preferendo un rapporto più intimistico con le sfumature del suono. Lentamente, forse con latitante tempismo, anche i fonici si sono adoperati per migliorare la resa, sottolineando un set crescente . I “custodi del fuoco” continuano a frustare e quando il pezzo giunge al termine non si può che portar le mani al petto e spalancare gli occhi: un miracolo sta per compiersi. Dopo averci avvelenato, picchiato, ucciso, dopo aver frustato il nostro cadavere... la resurrezione è prossima. Adesso è il silenzio a far paura, il vuoto e la sua mancanza di riferimenti; le anime perse nel loro isolazionismo sono in attesa di tornare a nuova vita, di riaver in dietro la loro esistenza depurata. Il cielo di Agosto fa sentire la sua pressione ed il peso di quelle sue “pietre” luminescenti come stelle. Stones From The Sky è il sigillo sul concerto. I rintocchi delle campane ed il funereo volo del corvo si liberano nella loro maestosa possenza annichilendo e benedicendo con il loro sublime romanticismo. La trance è totale e penetra nella rinnovata carnalità di chi si pone sotto il palco. Lascio immaginare chi non c'era e ricordare chi ha presenziato. La finale prova chitarristica di Von Till è totale e strappa più di qualche lacrima, il suono dei Neurosis è strepitoso.
Il live termina tornando nel vaso di Pandora da cui si è liberato.

Marco Marzuoli

[gallery] ]]> http://pitaqueseapaga.wordpress.com/?p=3 Wed, 27 Aug 2008 02:02:40 +0000 pitaqueseapaga http://pitaqueseapaga.wordpress.com/?p=3 porque tengo que aguantar tus peleas conyugales si es tu marido, y no el mío?

Que yo reduje gastos y me separé porque el perro comía menos que el cónyugue y no me metía los cuernos, y ahora tengo que ir los 20 minutos de viaje escuchando como el salame de tu dorima trata de convencerte que no es un vago que no quiere laburar, sino que tiene "panic attack"???

Que para ir a buscar el joystick no tiene pánico, y para mandar esos power points de mierda tampoco, pero para salir a laburar se siente "presionado"???

Jodeme. Si me ves poner el mp4 ignorame. Si no podés, no me rompas las pelotas con que me pasás a buscar para que te ayude a soportarlo. Te acompaño pero onda ekeco, la tenés?  Te fumo un cigarrillo para que el tonto sepa que estoy y cada tanto te pregunto una boludez asi desviamos el tema. Pero opinar??? Naaaaahhhh.  Es al pedo.

Que no hay peor nabo que el que se cree remolacha.

I am distracted. Very, very much so. As much as I would love to delve deeper into the fascinating behavior of pharmaceutical products, other more important superficial things are occupying my mind.

The past few weeks have been difficult. Mercurial moods and weak spots. Tears and longing and having the rose-tinted veil brutally torn off. That insidious thing called dependence has crept up on me and completely engulfed me. This is me trying to fight my way back up to the surface. Me regaining my independence and objectivity and laura-ness and everything. Me regaining the discipline and will and focus that got me here in the first place. Me trying to regain that excitement about being here at long last. Me fighting against the longing for this year to be over tomorrow so that I can fly back home. Me fighting against the endlessly lonely nights and days and nights. I can do this. I can be me again. Instead of a blubbering pathetic clingy shadow of my former self.

Thanks to my summer offer of free professional dream translation I have met many different people on the internet and I have seen what their problems were.

This is why I decided to urgently write an e-book giving guidance to young people about how they can discover the right person for them and keep them near them for life, this way keeping their happiness for life.

I received very many dreams about love matters. And the interesting point is that these dreams are the clearest ones, what means that anyone can easily learn how to interpret them.

So, I made a combination, and I prepared two e-books in order to help young people start their lives in a balanced way, so that they’ll find happiness and keep it for as long as they live, and I prepared also an e-book that shows them clearly how they can interpret dreams about the person they love.

What I want to tell you today is that you should never agree to have a relationship without love.

For example, I received two dreams from a young boy who saw a nightmare and was afraid about its meaning. The first dream explained the second one, which was the nightmare.

His biography also confirmed and explained his dreams. This is why we have to know a few details about the dreamer’s life in order to properly translate his or her dreams.

His story is somehow complicated, because his dreams revealed the existence of a neurotic tendency in his behavior. So, his dreams are not simple dreams, like the ones I mentioned before.

When we observe a neurotic characteristic, the dream indispensably needs translation and the dreamer indispensably needs psychotherapy.

In his first dream he sees his girlfriend sad and he kisses her, ending up kissing her passionately, but awakening up with a weird feeling that he couldn’t say that was love…

In the second dream he sees himself very violently hitting a person he should love, and feeling regret in the end.

What had happened?

He is a teen and he has a girlfriend. However, he doesn’t love her. She loves him and he accepted to “give her a try”.

In the first dream it is obvious that he kisses his girlfriend only because she is sad, to comfort her. He kisses her passionately without loving her, simply because he started kissing her and got in the mood…

In the second dream he sees the result of his absurdity. In the end he will only feel revolted for wasting his time being with a girl that he doesn’t really love, only because she loves him, and he will be cruel with her. This is what the dream was clearly reflecting.

She doesn’t let him find the girl that would really make him happy and he simply accepts this situation.

Someday he is going to explode…  

I wrote him many explanations, advising him to stay single and look for a girl that won’t let him doubt if he really loves her or not.

This is a very serious question! If you have a relationship without feeling that you love the person you are with, don’t go ahead!

Don’t insist on a mistake, because the consequences are very bitter.

This was a simple example, and yet, so true. I can relate many similar cases, where you’ll verify that the person makes serious mistakes only because they are too ignorant. And then they become victims of craziness and despair, doing terrible things against others and against themselves…

One mistake leads to another, one bad event provokes another and in the end, we see teens committing suicide without any apparent reason.

Relationships with wrong people are very dangerous!

Be very careful with what you do with your life and be very serious in your decisions.

Life is not a toy, and the consequences of an insignificant mistake could be very grave.

The New e-books Love and Happiness for Life and Interpreting Dreams About The Person You Love, your bonus, are waiting for you!

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You still have time to submit your dreams for free professional dream translation and psychotherapy and take advantage of my summer offer.

Submit your dreams while you can because I really am not going to do it for too much longer!

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If you feel you are not well accepted by someone you wish would accept and admire you, you have to conquer this person.

This person could be the one you love, or your boss, your teacher, your friend, whoever. The lessons I’m going to give you here are general and can be applied in all cases.

First of all you have to try to understand the other person’s psychology.

Analyze their personality, try to understand their reactions: why they act the way they do? Who are they really?

Try to find out everything you can about this important person and pay attention to their behavior. Pay attention to what they like and to what they dislike.

Do that without being noticed, of course! Your research is secret.

After observing and examining everything you can about the other person, try to do things that they like, in the way they like them. You have to please them, having the behavior they admire. This is why you have to learn first of all what their preferences are, analyzing their personality and everything else.

You have to study the other person’s behavior if you want to be successful in your relationship.

Now, if you want to be admired, you must do more than simply “please” the other person doing something they like.

Who do we admire?

We admire people that do something heroic, people that are successful, people that have a good character, people that help others, people that know many things, people that have a great sense of humor, people that always have the courage to say the truth, people that have an ideal in life, people that are not empty but have many qualities and do many things, people that work, people that are original… just to give you an idea.

So, if you want to be admired, you have to be somehow like the examples I mentioned: you have to be very good in certain point.

Which point? The one that the special person admires.

Depending on what they like, you have to adjust the ideal attitude for your case. Be a hero, according to their idea of a hero.

If for them a hero would be someone that works a lot, be an excellent worker. If for them a hero would be a person that makes a lot of money, try to make money somehow, in order to impress them; if they like generosity, be the hero that saves the poor, and so on.

There are many other things you can do!

Try to discover them by yourself, now that you understood how to begin.

Prevent Depression and Craziness through the scientific method of Dream Interpretation discovered by Carl Jung and simplified by Christina Sponias, a writer who continued Jung's research in the unknown region of the human psychic sphere.

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Beating Depression and Craziness

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Submit your dreams while you can because I really am not going to do it for too much longer!

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Example sentence, 1 of 60 . . . . . . When the environment is pleasurably stressful then the immature person's expressions of ego expansion are taking control of his environment by using the methods of a dreamer fantasizing self-worth by delusional thinking about personal qualities when his attention is dominated by his ideas. . . . .

This long sentence was created for the top front box and a similar but unique sentence can be created for every one of the sixty boxes each of which represent a level of human development under certain general conditions.

The Probaway - Paths To Human Maturity Chart
Human maturity is a difficult concept for many people to understand and this chart gives some help with that subject by providing a multidimensional plotting of several factors affecting human development. The vertical dimension is environmental stress upon an individual and the various ways that they can relate to that stress depending upon their maturity and their current activity. The left-right axis relates the time-binding predilections of the person and how long they are able to put off gratification of various desires. The depth axis develops some relationships with what the activity being pursued is related to.

The stress is discussed on three defined generalized levels. The top one is where internal stress permits a state of ego expansion where the environment is under the individual's control and the person can do whatever is within their power.

The middle stress level is where the there are clear challenges to what is being attempted and various strategies of offense and defense are required for coping with the various imposing realities.

The bottom stress level is one that is so severe that it cannot be coped with and the person is forced to contract and acquiesce to external compulsions.

From the center of the chart on the left to right axis the quality being rated relates the time-binding maturity predilections of the person and is labeled with age maturity levels on the far side and mental maturity levels upon the near side, immature-crazy. These are roughly related to one another and a normal person grows through the various stages with time and experience.

Those bands on the top expansive level are: Immature-Dreamer, Adolescent-Idealist, Adult-Producer, Mature-Leader, and Sage-Progenitor.

On the challenged level are: Immature-Crazy, Adolescent-Ambulator, Adult-Rationalist, Mature-Struggler, and Sage-Saint.

On the ego contraction level are: Immature-Psychotic, Adolescent-Neurotic, Adult-Cynic, Mature-Realist, and Sage-Prophet.

One each level and crossing all of the bands are the belts of focus of interest at the moment: Objects, people, perceptions and ideas.

The normal development of a human being would be through all of these developmental stages and by late adulthood they should have experienced some time in every one of the defined conditions. However, the more developed a person becomes the more time they spend in the more positive and more highly developed states of happiness. The more time that people spend in the higher states the better off and more fulfilled they are and the more the rest of humanity benefits from their existence.

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For those of you who have not yet been informed, I have two new roommates: Betty and Veronica. More specifically, I have two new pen-mates. Not only are these women suddenly living in my general vicinity, but they have been placed directly inside my personal space. I haven't had a litter box to myself for days. Nor have I been able to eat without some other head nosing into the food bowl and snatching the very leaf of romaine I was about to snack on. Not to mention that I am pretty sure Veronica is neurotic and Betty in narcoleptic. I can be doing nothing whatsoever, minding my own business, when the smallest, slightest, eensiest movement startles Veronica into running frantic circles around the pen, knocking over the water dish more often than not. Good God, lady! I just mopped up! Meanwhile, Betty has fallen asleep leaning against me -- again.

Not that this abysmal situation is entirely either Betty or Veronica's fault. It was, as usual, the humans doing. Both Betty and Veronica were abandoned by their former humans. Mine, Charlotte and Taylor, brought me to meet the new women one Saturday at one of those franchised slave markets where humans buy and trade non-humans for their own amusement. I liked Betty and Veronica just fine. What's not to like? They're perfectly nice rabbits. Betty's laid-back, Veronica cleans ears well. I never said I wanted to live with them, though. Honestly! There's a difference between getting along with someone in a Petco parking lot and inviting them home permanently. What kind of guy do you humans think I am, anyway? I was doing just fine on my own, thanks!

Charlotte's note: On August 9, 2008, we adopted Betty and Veronica from Bunny Magic, a rabbit-rescue organization that operates in the DC Metro area. Despite the difficult adjustment period that Archie is experiencing, rabbits are generally better off living among their own kind and not depending solely on humans for their socialization. There are some things Archie would much rather another bunny do for him: Horatio always made sure his ears were clean, but he won't let me near him with Q-tip. Not to mention that other bunnies are much more fun to play and share carrots and bananas with. Saying good-bye to old friends is never easy. This is not about replacing Horatio. She is and always will be a special girl, irreplaceable as every individual really is. This is about making the best of our situation. We're all damn lonely, Betty just lost a mate, and Veronica was abandoned outside by her last owner (which explains why she startles easily). Seeing that our fates have collided -- with a little help from Zipcar and Bunny Magic -- maybe we can cobble together a happier existence, together.

The show took place at the Essigfabrik, a formar factory for vinegar, which is located on the other side of the Rhine river. I had never been there before since the venue usually hosts reggea events or huge and expensive festival shows. When we arrived there black was the colour in fashion. I felt a little bit out of place with a blue hoodie. The room it self was big, though not huge. The only problem was that it was a little too wide so people had to stand on the far ends and thereby didn't see everything on stage. But nevermind, the bar personnel was quick and the sound was good.

Up first were Taint from the U.K., a trio lashing out rocking riffs to get the audience started for what was to follow. They were fitting in to the line up of the evening but somehow their sound was a little bit too "stoner-rocking" for me. What's also striking is that people who play that kind of music always look a little bit like American rednecks. And we are talking about guys from Britain here. Well, I only caught two songs, so I cannot really give a full judgement, but what I was didn't convince me.

A Storm Of Light, who were up next, is yet another band which features Josh Graham (Neurosis Visuals, Battle Of Mice, Red Sparowes, and so on) and to be honest, you can hear that from the music. Don't get me wrong, I like all the bands I mentioned. It's just that I have the feeling they all sound very much alike. Still there are things which set them apart. In Battle Of Mice you have female vocals, Red Sparowes is an instrumental band. And A Storm Of Light sound a bit more brutal to me. Also a trio the sem to stretch their songs to extremes, the vocals also dragging out the words as to accompany what's being played. The also use visuals (of course) and the pictures of huge waves crashing down seemed very fitting to me while listening to the songs. The desperation and the brutality simply want you to abandon all hope of a change for the better. I really like listening to their songs live and watching the visuals, but they found their way out of their set at the right time. The difficulty with this kind of music is how to keep people interested in it and after maybe 45 minutes they were on the verge of losing it.

So it was all set for the band everybody had been waiting for. After some small intro piece the took the place apart like a slow swinging battering ram. I was talking to a friend before the start of the show and with the first chord we were completely pressed to the whole. One word? L O U D! Loud yet very distinguished, polished and brilliant. This was nearly perfect. The band themselves was simply standing on stage, it was the presence of their music which kept people nodding their head all the time. The only thing I would have like to see were the lights being turned off. They always had blue and red lights facing the audience and I believe the impact of the visuals would have been a lot stronger had the lights in the room been turned off. But nevermind, the music itself was just breathtaking. The longer the concert was going on the deeper you felt like you were being sucked into a maelstrom. The last three songs were pure mayhem and it was rather disappointing that just when they got into the great ending riff the sound was falling apart. The friend who accompanied me to the show put it quite right when he described what we just witnessed. He said it feels like a carrier approaching the harbour with noone behind the steering wheel. And accident waiting to happen, you know you should run away but you wait because you want to know what happens next.

A very good show worth all the money spent. And yesterday I found out the Pelican will play in Cologne in October so there's another concert to look forward to. Although they didn't convince me the last time I saw them play live. That won't ever happen with Neurosis, I believe. Those guys can't have a bad day. Please note that they will set up one day at the Roadburn Festival in Tilburg in 2009.

Desire at the end was a malady, a madness or both. I grew careless of the lives of others. I took pleasure where it pleased me and passed on. I forgot that every little action of the common day makes or unmakes character...

I made art a philosophy, and philosophy an art....I altered the minds of men and the colours of things....I treated art as the supreme reality, and life as a mere mode of fiction....I awoke the imagination of my century so that it created myth and legend around me...I let myself be lured into long spells of senseless and sensual ease. I amused myself with being a flaneur, a dandy, a man of fashion. I surrounded myself with smaller natures and meaner minds. I became the spendthrift of my own genius, and to waste an eternal youth gave me a curious joy. Tired of being on the heights, I deliberately went to the depths in search of new sensations...

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Bunnyblu's response:
So where am I in this scheme of things? And where are you, my beloved Gazelle? Nay not in reflection of each other for that too has passed, but in reflection of our inner selves? Are we not, then, in our different ways, spendhtrift of our own geniuses? And now... tired... 
Forgive me... of nothing to forgive... yet forgive me my dear...

Uiteraard zijn we in Kiewit voor muziek en laat deze dertien bands me nu het meest gesmaakt hebben. Vanaf de zesde band is de volgorde voor mezelf erg moeilijk te bepalen trouwens...

1. Neurosis: had ik het meest naar uitgekeken en maakte (bijna) alles waar.
2. Sigur Rós: heb ze al beter gezien, al blijft dit uniek.
3. Iron & Wine: het klopte volledig. Bijzonder mooi.

4. Caribou
5. The National
6. Tindersticks
7. Fuck Buttons
8. Tunng
9. Menomena
10. Black Mountain
11. Yeasayer
12. Elbow
13. White Lies

Ons voorlopige verslag staat al een uur of twee online en wordt regelmatig iets langer...

Depression is the lack of energy and disposition to continue your battle in life, the absence of hope, and the sadness without end that turns your life in martyrdom.

External reasons responsible for its appearance can be many, like:

1.  Betrayal

2.  Deceptions in love

3.  Financial losses

4.  Existential problems

5.  Diseases

6.  Misfortunes

However, what really causes depression is the existence of a wild conscience in the human psyche, which is very violent, primitive and cruel. It keeps trying to destroy the human side of the human conscience through craziness, causing various problems in the person’s life.

Therefore, the internal reason for the manifestation of depression is the sadness that the person feels because they start realising that there is too much absurdity in the human mind and in the human world.

It is first of all a warning that indicates that they are near neurosis and worse mental illnesses.

If they don’t treat their depression immediately, the anti-conscience (wild conscience) will manage to completely destroy the human side of their conscience through craziness, and control their behavior.

Depression is also the comprehension of the depth of human absurdity, depending on each one’s experiences of life, and the notion that human cruelty has no limits, when they become victims of other people’s selfishness and evil.

The absolutely safe and unique depression treatment that guarantees the cure of patients who precisely follow the directions they receive, is dream therapy according to the scientific method.

The wise unconscious mind that produces our dreams is constantly trying to save our human conscience from the attacks of the anti-conscience, that keeps trying to destroy it.

If you precisely follow the unconscious’ guidance, you will be able to verify in practice the unconscious’ wisdom, since you will come to understand why you behave the way you do and what you must do in order to completely develop the human side of your conscience, becoming more intelligent and self-confident.

You will also come to understand how other people think, feel and sense, being able to analyse their psychical world, the same way that you analyse your own.

This way you will have answers for all your questions. You will understand why someone reacted in a certain way and not in another, why your plans failed, why your suppositions were wrong, why things could not be the way you were expecting them to be in the situation you were in, and so on.

This knowledge completely eliminates your revolt. You stop crying about being a victim of other people’s cruelty and you stop complaining because nothing is as you wish it was, understanding that the objective reality in which you live is totally different from what you had imagined.

Then you start developing your personality, and all your hidden capacities finally have the chance to come to the conscious surface. This means that they start helping you make wiser decisions and easily solve your problems, while before they were immersed in the wild side of your conscience, without being of any use to you.

Your depression immediately disappears, as well as the danger of neurosis, since you eliminate your worst enemy (anti-conscience) by transforming it into a positive part of your human side, and since you become so intelligent and so full of good disposition and energy, you suddenly discover many magical solutions for all the unbearable problems of your daily life.

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What An E-Mail, Steve Albini And Our Survey Have In Common

My dear musicians and bands on church-of-noise.net,

reading just another E-Mail today starting with: “Can you introduce us to an A & R…”  I just thought of Steve Albinis words:

“Whenever I talk to a band who are about to sign with a major label, I always end up thinking of them in a particular context. I imagine a trench, about four feet wide and five feet deep, maybe sixty yards long, filled with runny, decaying shit.”

Actually this kind of mail and question arrives in my inbox every single day. The words I cited are taken of an article by Albini that he called "The Problem with Music”. Any artist who seeks a major deal and really believes it to be his savior should read Albinis article. Make sure to have a dictionary and a calculator ready before reading.

Some of you surely do not know who Steve Albini is. He´s the one who gave birth to the sound of artists just like the Breeders, Helmet, Godspeed You! Black Emperor, 18th Dye, Jesus Lizard, PJ Harvey, Neurosis, Nirvana, Mclusky, Bush, A Whisper In The Noise, Zao and many more. He did not only work as a sound engineer but for labels, agencies. He´s experienced if not to say a guru in the fields of sound and independent music business.

Where the heck does this myth „major deal“ come from anyways? And why do so many artists still hit the hay?

To speak from my own experience it´s a mixture of  the same old routine, greeness and things that are shown  in the media. A major deal is always associated with freedom, fame, money, independency, having the power and peace to concentrate on creating one´s own music. It´s also about seeing the crowd suck what you say, live what you are, stand for what you sound, talk, look like - it´s all about image.

Being on the road for quite a long time and working in the fields of music too I came across a lot of  things:

You seldom write a good song feeling power and peace. Best songs have not been written in independency and safety but in chains, tears, blood and sweat. That´s not just about Afro-American blues. You can read that in biographies of Schubert and Debussy too.

It´s not the major labels who “present” us such music. In fact they have never done that.
They just buy this music and the artists when their music has reached a certain degree of fame or they reached a somewhat critical mass of anything.

It´s not up to the major labels to present us artists who constantly develop an own sound, style and image. Most people tend to forget that this work is done by sound engineers who travel along with the artists getting paid as worse as the musicians themselves. Not to forget the agents and venues who save their last few bucks to print a handful of flyers. Not to forget small independent labels who often release records simply for the love of the music and not for economic interest. Not to forget the die-hard fans who spread the music word-to-mouth.

This is how it works and always will. Artists need a lot of strength and good decision-making qualities to undergo that process successfully. And they have to find the right people at the right time and place.

Major labels are usually not there to support an artist to get on his way up. No one forces them to and that is not a necessarily bad thing at all – they simply are there to market products and want to make money out of music. They are big businesses dependent from financial markets, run by boards of directors focusing on several market segments.

You do not ask for a major deal but you are offered one! Why that´s the way it goes and what traps you should be prepared for – Albini put all that straight in a nutshell for you here.

I have chosen the title of my post in full consciousness. Albinis words remind me on why I started church-of-noise.net in 2006. Though today´s music market is pretty much being restructured and independent artists face much better conditions and possibilities they will have to open their minds for new ideas and networks and learn how to use them. If they don´t do so all these new possibilities will not be worth anything. There have to be created new networks and independent media in order to pave the way for up-and-coming artists.

I am happy and convinced that church-of-noise.net is on the right way. Results of our survey show that
about 60% of all artists say that using the network helps them to get more shows
about 80% would love to see more functions and features in the network
nearly all recommend church-of-noise.net to other artists

We´ll make sure to provide you with the final results very soon.

If not already done yet, you should really start reading Albinis article now!

Take care & read you soon on church-of-noise.net,
Michael Schwark

Was eine E-Mail, Steve Albini und unsere Umfrage gemeinsam haben

My dear musicians and bands on church-of-noise.net,

als ich heute die x-te Mail in meinem Postkasten fand, die mit: "Kannst Du uns nicht einen A & R eines Labels..." begann - da habe ich mich an diese Worte von Steve Albini erinnert:

"Whenever I talk to a band who are about to sign with a major label, I always end up thinking of them in a particular context. I imagine a trench, about four feet wide and five feet deep, maybe sixty yards long, filled with runny, decaying shit."

Viele Anfragen, die ich bekomme, drehen sich immer wieder um Inhalte wie "Wie zur Hölle kriege ich einen Plattendeal?", "Wo komme ich an A & Rs von Majors ran?", "Ich bin so gut, aber kriege einfach keinen Vertrag!".

Die eingangs zitierten Zeilen stammen aus einem Artikel von Albini. Er hat ihn "The Problem With Music" genannt. Und jedem Künstler, der glaubt, sein Heiland in einem Plattendeal, einem "Majordeal", zu finden, lege ich nahe, diesen Artikel unbedingt zu lesen. Dabei bitte Wörterbuch und Taschenrechner zur Hand nehmen.

Einige von Euch wissen sicherlich nicht,  wer Steve Albini ist. Er ist derjenige, der Bands wie den Breeders, Helmet, Godspeed You! Black Emperor, 18th Dye, Jesus Lizard, PJ Harvey, Neurosis, Nirvana, Mclusky, Bush, A Whisper In The Noise, Zao und vielen, vielen anderen zu ihrem originären Sound verholfen hat. Er hat nicht nur als Recording Engineer sondern auch bei Labels, Konzertagenturen, einfach beinahe überall gearbeitet, wo Musik vermarktet wird.

Interessant ist, zu hinterfragen, was diesen Mythos "Major-Deal" eigentlich so hartnäckig aufrecht erhält. Ich denke aus eigener Erfahrung, das ist die Mischung aus Betriebsblindheit, jugendlicher Naivität und Medienmache.

Der Gedanke an "den Deal" ist immer der Gedanke an Freiheit, Ruhm, Geld, Unabhängigkeit, Ruhe und Kraft für die eigene Musik. Es ist oft der Gedanke, von der Masse gewertschätzt, anerkannt zu werden. Und natürlich der Gedanke, zu polarisieren und als Einheit, als Image, zu gelten.

Wenn man dann aber ein paar Jahre unterwegs war und auch "von der anderen Seite" mit Musik arbeitet, steckt man einiges ein, um folgendes zu lernen:

Ruhe und Kraft schreibt selten gute Musik. Die besten Songs sind nicht in Sicherheit  und Unabhängigkeit entstanden, sondern in Ketten, Tränen, Blut und Schweiß. Das gilt nicht nur für den afroamerikanischen Blues. Das kann man auch in Biografien von Schubert oder Debussy lesen.

Es sind nicht Majors, die uns diese Form von Musik "schenken" und es waren nie Majors. Sie kaufen diese Musik ein, wenn sie die entsprechende Breitenwirkung erreicht und eine "kritische Masse" erreicht hat.

Es sind nicht Major-Deals, die Bands nach oben bringen, die lange und nachhaltig gehört werden. Es sind Toningenieure und Live-Mischer, die sich lange Zeit für wenig und keine Kohle die Finger schmutzig drehen. Und es sind kleine Booker und Locations, die sich oft unter der Schwelle der Selbstausbeutung jede einzelne Show und jeden einzelnen Flyer vom Mund absparen. Es sind kleine Labels, die oft mehr aus Liebe zum Künstler und seinem Produkt als aus wirtschaftlichem Interesse Platten veröffentlichen.
Es ist Word-To-Mouth, Herzblut und Begeisterung der Fans, es ist ein Funke, der überspringt. All das baut einen Künstler auf, aber fordert ihm auch unheimlich viel Kraft und Entscheidungsstärke ab. Und natürlich Talent und Durchhaltekraft, um "die richtigen Leute" frühzeitig an sich zu binden.

Für diesen Künstleraufbau nehmen sich Majors in der Regel wenig bis gar keine Zeit. Niemand zwingt sie dazu und es nichts zwangsläufig Schlechtes - aber Majors vermarkten nun einmal ganz klar Produkte und wollen Geld verdienen. Sie sind große Unternehmen, abhängig von Finanzmärkten, regiert von Aufsichtsräten, geeicht auf verschiedene Marktsegmente.

Nach einem Vertrag mit einem Major fragt man nicht. Einen Vertrag mit einem Major bekommt man angeboten. Wieso das so ist und wie das passiert und wo die Fallen liegen können - darüber schreibt Albini!

Ich habe den Titel meines Posts bewusst an seinen Artikel angelehnt. Denn er erinnert mich daran, warum ich Ende 2006 mit church-of-noise.net angefangen habe:

Obwohl sich der Musikmarkt verändert und für unabhängige Künstler einiges einfacher und überhaupt erst möglich geworden ist, müssen auch Musiker und Veranstalter sich erst für neue Ideen öffnen. Denn sonst werden diese Techniken und Netzwerke am Ende nicht viel Wert sein. Ohne unabhängige Medien für Künstler und Veranstalter sähe es zukünftig schlecht aus für Musik.

Ich freue mich aber und bin überzeugt, dass church-of-noise.net auf dem richtigen Weg ist. Nach einer kurzen, ersten Sichtung der bisherigen Umfrageergebnisse, zeigt sich:

rund 60% aller Befragten geben an, über das Netzwerk bereits Shows erhalten zu haben.
mehr als 80% wollen den Ausbau des Netzwerks um mehr und neue Funktionen.
und gefühlte 99,9% empfehlen church-of-noise.net an Künstler weiter.

Wir werden zu späterem Zeitpunkt eine detallierte Übersicht rausgeben. Jetzt aber ab zu Albinis Artikel, wenn ihr nicht schon längst drauf seid!

Passt auf Euch auf, wir lesen uns auf church-of-noise.net,

Michael Schwark

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Along with fellow New Yorkers Helmet, Unsane represent one of the most succesfull AmRep acts. Their 1995 song "Scrape" became a surprising hit, thanks, in part, to accompanying video which depicted all kinds of injuries that extreme sport professionals might get.

Unsane were formed in the late 80s by Chris Spencer, Pete Shore and Charlie Ondras, who met as students at Sarah Lawrence College. Their debut album called "Improvised Munitions" was supposed to come out in 1988 on Circuit Records, but label owner never released it due to his cocaine habits. They debuted with This Town 7" in 1989 instead.

By the early 90s, they became part of the group of like-minded bands - the likes of Pussy Galore, Cop Shoot Cop, Surgery, Helmet and Reverb Motherfuckers, who all shared the stage with them.

Their self-titled full-length came out in 1991 and it featured a photo of decapitated man lying on the subway track as a record cover. Gruesome record covers would eventually become one of their trademarks. At the time band members were also in Action Swingers (Pete Shore) and Boss Hog (Charlie Ondras).

Charlie Ondras passed away from drug overdose in 1992 and was replaced with Vinnie Signorelli (Foetus, Swans) and bassist Pete Shore was replaced with Dave Curran.

They 1993 release "Total Destruction" came out on Atlantic Records and became their only major label release. 1995 follow-up called "Scattered, Smothered and Covered" featured a single "Scrape", which became their most recognized song.

After 1998 "Occupational Hazard", they decided to take a break, primarily in part to the fact that Chris Spencer was attacked by thugs while the band was on tour in Vienna, Austria. He recovered and moved on to California, where he formed Cutthroats 9 with Dave Curran. Curran also started another band called J.J. Paradise Players Club and Dave Signorelli opened a tatoo shop in Brooklyn.

Upon Chris Spencer return to New York, the band released greatest hits compilation called "Lambhouse", followed by new record called "Blood Run" in 2003. Mike Patton label Ipecac Recordings released their 2007 album "Visqueen".

Drummer Vinnie Signorelli is also in a new band called A Storm Of Light which also features members of Neurosis, Asea and Tombs and Satanized. They toured with Neurosis in 2008 and released "And We Wept the Black Ocean Within" album this year.

Associated Bands - Boss Hog, Action Swingers, Cutthroats 9, J.J. Paraidse Players Club, Foetus, Swans, Lubricated Goat, Of Cabbages And Kings, A Storm Of Light

Fun Facts:

- They first show was an opening act for Reverb Motherfuckers

- They opened for Slayer in the late 90s

- Their song "Committed" was featured in a soundtrack for video game Tony Hawk's Pro Skater

- "While developing the blueprint for noise-metal bands to follow, Unsane cut a remarkable swath through underground music, inspiring a devoted, cult-like following around the globe" (writer Patrick Kennedy on Unsane)

- Early on they used the NYC prefix in order to differentiate them from metal band of the same name

-  Jack Natz from Cop Shoot Cop makes an appearance in their video for a song "Body Bomb"

Discography:

This Town 7" (1989)

Concrete Bed 7" (1990)

Vandal-X 7" (1990)

Jungle Music 7" (1991)

Unsane (1991)

Split With Slug 7" (1992)

Singles 89-92 (1992)

Peel Sessions CD-EP (1993)

Body Bomb 7" (1994)

Total Destruction (1994)

Scattered, Smothered And Covered (1995)

Attack In Japan (Live) (1995)

Australian Tour Split With Feedtime 7" (1996)

Split With Copass Grinderz 7" (1996)

Sick 7" (1996)

AmRep Christmas (Live) (1997)

Committed 7" (1998)

Occupational Hazard (1998)

Erase Yer Head #5 (Split With Hint) 7" (1998)

This Plan 7" (2001)

Lambhouse (2003)

Visqueen (2007)

Scrape

]]> http://pajeczaki.wordpress.com/?p=509 Sat, 16 Aug 2008 11:15:01 +0000 pajeczaki http://pajeczaki.wordpress.com/?p=509 minus mieszkania na wsi - ze po takiej burzy jak wczorajsza nie ma swiatla. wprawdzie tylko do poludnia, ale jednak. w zwiazku z tym - zero nocnego kodowania. za to samej burzy balam sie tylko troche, chyba mi neurony zasniedzialy ;) byc moze po dawce emocji w kinie ('Uprowadzona'), juz nie bylam w stanie wykrzesac z siebie wiecej niz 'obosze'. bladym switem ciag dalszy manewrow, dzieki ktorym zyskalam swiadomosc, ze parkowanie tylem idzie mi lepiej niz przodem (!!) i ze placyk manewrowy niewiele wiecej mnie nauczy. trzeba jezdzic, jezdzic, jezdzic. 

...

a po koncercie Neurosis (koncertu nie opisuje, bo mi sie nie chce, moje spostrzezenia podobne do tego co opisal giga-B 'Szumy sa w modzie' ) zerwalam sobie ze slupa taki piekny plakacik:

Długo wyczekiwany i wymarzony koncert Neurosis przeszedł już do historii. Do tej pory jeszcze nie ochłonąłem po tym wszystkim, ale postaram się cokolwiek napisać.

Ludzi nie było jakoś strasznie dużo. Podobno sprzedała się połowa biletów. Czy to dobrze czy źle? Dla organizatorów pewnie nie najlepiej. Ja nie narzekam, bo dzięki temu przy tym upale dało się bez problemu funkcjonować. Mniej ludzi i nieco luzu zdecydowanie wpłynęło na komfort odbioru. Całe szczęście, że impreza nie odbywała się w Progresji, bo tam przy takiej ilości ludzi i braku wentylacji byłaby to katorga.

Jako pierwsi Blindead. Widziałem ich na żywo po raz drugi. Wcześniej miałem okazję oglądać ich nieco dłuższy występ w Progresji kiedy supportowali Cult Of Luna. Tym razem krócej i niestety nieco słabiej. Generalnie nie można powiedzieć, że było źle, ale nie zrobiło to już na mnie takiego wrażenia. Winę tu zapewne ponosi przede wszystkim nagłośnienie, które nie było najlepsze. Szczególnie na początku. Potem nieco się poprawiło. Zagrali numery z płyty, która właśnie wychodzi "Autoscopia: Muder In Phazes". Mam nadzieję, ze namieszają coś tym krążkiem i zrobi się o nich nieco głośniej. Powinno. Bardzo fajny, emocjonalny, walcowaty i miażdżący sludge, który może i mocno jest inspirowany tuzami gatunku, ale trzyma bardzo wysoki poziom i nie można powiedzieć, że jest totalnie wtórny. Krótko rzecz ujmując - bardzo dobry występ, ale nie świetny.

Niestety kolejna "rozgrzewka" trochę mnie rozczarowała. A Storm Of Light, którego byłem bardzo ciekaw (bo płyta studyjna jest świetna) zagrało troszkę nieporadnie. Jakby bez próby, nieprzygotowani... Ciekawa, przestrzenna i klimatyczna muzyka w wersji live była monotonna, miejscami nudnawa. Zdecydowanie słabiej niż Blindead.

Danie główne. Neurosis. Ciężko jest opisać dźwieki, które ni jak nie dają się na słowo przełożyć. Miażdżące brzmienie, genialne, sugestywne wizualizacje. Zagrali głównie materiał z ostatniej płyty "Given To The Rising". Pojawiła się jednak też "wisienka na torcie" - "Locust Star" z płyty "Through Silver In Blood". Było to dla mnie mega zaskoczenie, bo zazwyczaj tym "bonusem" jest "The Doorway" z "Times Of Grace". Zaskoczenie pozytywne, bo to jeden z najlepszych numerów Neurosis z najlepszej, jak dla mnie, ich płyty. Mówi się czasem, że muzyka trafia do wnętrza. Jest głęboka i emocjonalna... Tak. Dźwięki Neurosis też takie są. Ale trafiają znacznie głębiej. Nie tylko do wnętrza. Ale też do wnętrzności. Miałem wrażenie jakby cały ten hałas przeszywał dosłownie każdy fragment mojego ciała... Wrażenia niemalże mistyczne. Wspaniały koncert. Chyba jeden z najlepszych, jeśli nie najlepszy, w życiu. Jak do tej pory... Bo szczerze powiem, że już sobie ostrzę zęby na to, żeby dorwać Neurosis gdzieś na żywo i powtórzyć to wszystko... Niekoniecznie w Polsce. Gdziekolwiek!

A tutaj link do niezłych fotek z koncertu, autorstwa niejakiego Barta Plucińskiego. Jak na razie najlepszych jakie widziałem.

I mała próbka tego jak to wyglądało na żywo. Zadziwiająco dobra jakość, ale i tak nie oddaje potęgi tego co się działo...

She goes to the party, even though it’s late.

Remembering all the moments they spent together, when someone finally opens the door, she enters the house still involved in the romantic mood that her memories brought.

She had to wait a long time until someone finally heard the bell because the music was too loud.

There are so many people inside there that she cannot find her friend or recognize anyone. So many faces!

No place to sit down. She stays near the door because it’s impossible to walk. There are even people in the most hidden corners and who knows where else…

She is thirsty but nobody offers her a drink.

She sees a disk with a few full glasses on the table. What is inside them?

She tries to walk and reach them, but she cannot move. She then has the idea to ask for a glass to someone near her. She does that and the guy she asks to bring her a glass asks it to another guy and so on, until someone finally gets the glass and sends it to her, through many hands.

It’s whisky with water, because the ice has melted. She smells it and feels like throwing up.

Where could she leave the glass?

The nearest table is a few feet further and she cannot move.

She feels like a sardine in a can.

After waiting and listening to the loud music and to the noise of many conversations at the same time, she gives the glass to someone that finally gets it from her hand.

She opens the door and leaves.

Too much traffic in the streets…

She returns home dead tired and sleeps.

The next day three alarm clocks repeat many times that it’s time to wake up, but her ears have immunization against alarm clocks. This is a self-defense: her tired body automatically becomes one with the bed as soon as the alarm clocks begin.

Well, she delays too much to arrive to the office again…

Meanwhile, her boss forgot the keys inside his car and closed the door, which automatically locks.

He tries to call his wife; however his cellular battery is dead because he forgot to recharge it. He asks her to give him her cellular.

However, she forgot to bring it with her, because she left in a hurry, forgetting also to bring with her many other items, left in another purse.

A colleague has the office keys and saves them, opening the door triumphantly.

They enter and she answers the phone. Someone complains about what is happening next week. She sends the line to her boss.

A couple enters talking. She looks at them and asks them what they want. However, they are too busy talking between themselves without paying any attention to her.

A man asks her about his case. She opens the drawer, but she cannot find a very important paper that should be there.

She goes to the next room, looking for the missing document.

However, it cannot be found.

The couple asks her a hundred questions at the same time, when they finally finish talking by themselves.

She is taller than him and he is bald. If she was brunette, they would be like Olive and Popeye, but she is too blonde. Her hair color is obviously the result of many types of dyes.

Popeye is a little stutterer and manages somehow to finish his questions, while Olive talks too fast, without ever shouting her mouth.

The phone rings again.

The mail man brings her many envelopes that she has to organize.

The man who was waiting for the missing document finishes talking with his partner on his cellular phone and asks her what will happen with his case.

Olive becomes irritated because time is running out and she has an appointment.

Someone else comes in and starts asking questions too.

Her boss is fighting with his wife on the second telephone, while her colleague is flirting with a secretary on the first one. She cannot make any phone calls, because there is no third line …

A woman enters and sits down near her desk, as if nobody else was there and it was her turn to be attended. The entire office smells strongly of her fragrance.

Popeye becomes irritated with the delay too.

She feels that the “sympathetic couple” is going to hit her, besides the man who is waiting for the missing document.

Too many “very pleasant” complaints at the same time complete the already “very nice” scenario. They come from the over-perfumed woman, who speaks at a speed of approximately sixty words per second.

Both telephones ring at the same time.

She tells everyone that her boss is going to solve all their problems, one by one.

However, her boss suddenly leaves the office without saying a word, because he urgently needs a lawyer to prepare his divorce. 

Her colleague has no idea about anything. He’s only a tourist in the office, because he is the boss’s nephew.