Ganduri

Multumesc lui mihai pentru versuri.

Imi este dor de George ... nici macar nu am observat cand a disparut treptat dar sigur!

Ma consoleaza gandul ca in natura exista un echilibru, dar omul este contrar naturii...

Reciteam ce am scris de aproape un an... "Sfatul meu daca va doriti ceva luptati , dar nu incalcati reguliile bunului simt facand chestia asta si nu va injositi."

Sincer... nici eu nu am respectat ce am spus. Ma repet: inca un an ciudat.

Probabil voi reciti si aceste randuri peste ceva vreme si voi rade cum fac si acum de altfel.

Deocamdata sa ne reamintim ca urmeaza editia a 3-a a Zilelor Voluntariatului.

Va astept... George...

Sa zambim(Rules for Rock & Rollers)

Am gasit o chestie draguta pe net poate va va place si voua :

Rules for Rock & Rollers

Over the years I have silently learned my lessons as well as observed my fellow musicians as I banged away from my little perch and taken mental notes of what I've seen and heard.
So now I share some of what I've learned from my experiences with all you inspiring future Rock Legends.
(Drummers pay special attention!)

* First and foremost, the reason there are so many "Drummer Jokes" is because drummers really are certifiably crazy!

* Drummers are the only ones allowed to play wearing shorts (and that's barely okay)

* The drummer is the only one allowed to wear bandannas on stage. Especially if he has a full beard and hits his snare like a Hell's Angel hits a hippy with a pool cue.

* If your one of those drummers who set-up at the front of the stage, back the hell up!
You are the goalies of rock...play you position!.......Phil Collins you ain't!

* Never put anything thrown on stage in your mouth.

* For all there pretentiousness, anyone wearing a fur coat on stage should be set on fire!

* The amount of animal prints worn by a girl in the band is proportional to how insane she is.

* Never have more pieces to your drum kit than you have teeth.

* Find out something that your drummer likes and make sure he gets it regularly. Yes drummers are poorly evolved creatures, but if you don't have a good drummer who's happy, your screwed!

* Burn this word into your brain. JAILBAIT

* Turntables are not, nor have they ever been a musical instrument.

* If you get a drum stick endorsement, don't take one of those lame promo photos acting like your biting them in half.

* No drum gloves. If you can't hold on to your sticks, you may want to rethink the "playing" part of playing drums.

* There are only five guitar players in the world who need to change set-ups more than once per set. You're not one of them.

* All the tuning, noise, and riffs that you believe to be original aren't. There's absolutely nothing new you can do with a guitar at this stage in rock's evolution.

* If you can't hear yourself in the monitor, that should be a big hint!

* Drummers should never touch the guitars. Never!

* No matter how crazy, wild or interesting your band is, there is always a band in Japan doing the same thing and makes you guys look like your standing still!

* Don't smoke when your actively playing your instrument on stage. Many have tried before you and failed to make it look cool!

* All true blues-men should have "Blind" or "Big" before their name.

* Rhythm guitar players should always look like they want to be somewhere else.

* At no time should Peavey amplifiers be used as anything but a place to put drinks and guitar picks.

* Boiling your strings may make them sound better, but it also makes you sound cheap.

* If you play bass, you're probably the most musically educated member of the band. However, unless you're also singing or your bass-player style has you jumping across the stage, shut up and go back and stand by the drummer!

* Never yell at your stage crew; they have the power to pull the plug on any of you, at anytime.

* Singers who tell the audience to "give it up for yourselves" should be attacked by hyenas!

* Although your vocal coach showed you how to look cool onstage by grabbing the mic with both hands, reconsider that image.

* Your voice is your instrument. Practice and take care of it. You don't see drummers pouring beer on their drum heads and using the kick drum as a bong, so don't do the same thing with your vocal chords.

* Vocalist with British accents should be from Britain. Vocalist with southern accents should be from the south! No one should sound like they're from Jamaica.

* Only lead singers are allowed to handle snakes.

* Singers should always have enough peripheral vision so that you don't get in the way of the real musicians.

* Drummers should always laugh boisterously (while secretly piloting revenge) as the singer tells drummer jokes on stage.

* Always prank the band your on the road with. If you don't have a sense of humor, you"ll never survive.

* If you want to get out of driving the night shift on the tour bus, wait untill everyone is asleep, slam on the brakes, then announce to everyone your're dozing off and afraid you'll kill everybody. Their hearts will be racing and someone will be wide-awake enough to drive for you...nite night.

* Remember, duct tape is a touring musicians best friend.

* The worst toilet paper in America is always better than the best in Europe. It's best to bring your own. Especially to Germany.

* Never ask a venue about booking another show while a member of your band is being escorted out by security.

* While on stage, keep your stupid social and political view's to yourself. They paid to hear your music. Save the squirrels on your own time.

* No song in the history of rock has ever required a keyboard player to drag their hands back across the keys. Ever!

* Studio Engineers have bad taste. In everything.

* Never hire an engineer that wears flip flops and black socks!

* Never have your lyrics ready before you go into the studio. Spend extra money on studio time trying to come up with clever rhymes.

* Make sure everyone shows up for recording sessions well feed. Widely ranging blood sugar levels make for the worst possible mixtures.

* If you can't hum the melody to the song you wrote, it has to many notes.

* There is no such thing as a one take wonder. (believe me on this one)

* No overdubbing two drums sets or drum takes by a single drummer. It always sound like a bag of puppies thrown down the stairs.

* Never let your band mates have a farting contest on the control room couch that one of you will be spending the night.

* Never ever let the drummer write a song or do anything other than drum. Ever!

* If you appear on NPR in any way, you don't rock. Not even a little.

* Before signing with a record label, know there is nothing more embarrassing than
a " meet and greet" with local radio station goobers.

* Never work with entertainment lawyers who smoothly slip you business cards as they skake your hand. Actually, never work directly with lawyers unless it's an absolutely must. They are the exact combination of shark and turd.

* Never be afraid to call it quits. More often then not...the sooner the better!

* Never say " When I grow up, I want to be in a rock band ". Why?
Because you can't do both!

Party time!!! 2

De data asta vom face ceva mai nou pentru targu mures... Ia tot ce ai mai ciudat pe tine si haide in Down Town! Sambata asta (25 sept 2010)

De acuma in colo puteti afla mai multe detalii la info_evenimente_ms (id mess)

Party time!!!

Se pare ca incet incet toate incep sa se puna la locul lor o voeste buna am pentru voi primul party din sa speram o serie lunga din localurile din targu mures.





Va astept cu drag Vevere sau Sergent Francisc zis si Sfanta Pula.

O blonda de esenta tare

E mai usor sa privesti lumea,
Cand tu te ascunzi in alcool.
Si sa te minti singur, culemea
Ca in propria viata nu ai un rol

Speri sa gasesti raspunsuri
Pe un fund de sticla gol
In schimb auzi doar versuri
Si simti cum plutesti domol

Soptite atent printre dinti
Cu pumnul inclestat bine
Simti ca poti cobora sfinti
Tu! Sau alcoolul din tine

Primesti si critica si sfaturi.
Tu asculti , dar oare ii auzi?
Stiind ca o ai pe ea alaturi,
Si poti oricand sa i te lauzi.

Ea te intelege intotdeauna
Nu ii pasa cand , ce si cum
Poti sa i te plangi intruna
Oricine , oricand , oricum.

Unde?

Ca fapt divers. Anul acesta apre promitator sunt curios... acum ne zbatem intre Maiden si Peninsula... unde ne vedem?

O zi de neuitat (sighisoara)

Dupa o saptamana de petreceri
Sincer ai impresia ca nimic nu te mai poate face sa te simti bine. GRESIT!!!



Intrebare: daca ai sub 50 lei... in total... ai 5 oameni plictisiti ce faci?

Totul a inceput cu promisiunea lui Ionut ca ne intalnim al o cafea. Avand in vedere ca in ultima vreme George ma cam purtat prin localuri nu aveam posibilitatea de a imi satisface acest moft.

Ce am facut... Vlad nu prea vroia sa iasa din casa! Ca un prieten ascultator ce sunt am mers dupa el in ideea de a ne plimba pe malu muresului...


Intre timp telefon de la Cip... "Iesim in oras sau vin cu masina?"

Avand in vedere ca era o vreme nasoala si era dupamasa devreme... "Hai cu masina daca ai benzina" ... 10 minute mai tarziu apare Cip.

Ne urcam 4 tipi in masina... o sticla de pepsi un pachet de tigari pofta de viata canci...

Dar o data pornit motorul ne gandim hai mergem la platou pierdem vremea... La care asa hotarati cum eram propune George sa pelcam la reghin... dar inainte trebuie luata benzina... daca tot mergem dupa benzina sa il luam si pe Bebita cu noi.

Il sun si ii spun "in 10 minute iesi la poarta" ; zis si facut am alimentat, Bebita statea in poarta ne astepta. Se deschide usa din spate se face loc urca in masina si intreaba: ce facem?

Sighisoara! e mai aproape nu ne intoarcem... 5 secunde mai tarziu:

"M-am saturat de patul meu de-acasa
Cearceafurile nu mai imi zambesc
Aceleasi haine zac tacut pe masa
Si parca-mi spun ca nici nu mai traiesc
Si-atunci ies afara
E vant si este vara
Si ceru-mi spune: " Fugi, ca eu platesc!"
Ma intorc la tine, iau doi blugi cu mine
Si-ti zambesc"

Tot ce auzeam in masina erau vocile usor ragusite ale celor 4 amici care fredonau frenetic aceste versuri.


"Si-un val o sa ma arunce in cortul ei
O sa innebunim si sarea o s-o topim
Intr-un sarut"

Doi din cinci puteau sa spuna ca merita sa ne si intoarcem. Restul... parca ar fi tot mers si mers si mers ...

"Acuma tin o bere-n mana (si o beau)
In stanga mea conduce cineva
Ma-ntorc la tine beat dupa o luna
Cu marea-n suflet si cu scoica mea
Stiu c-ai sa ma certi
Si-apoi c-ai sa ma ierti
Caci vantul e prietenul tau bun
Si mai e ceva....
Tu stii ca iarna tu estï marea mea."

De ar fi asa de usor si de frumos cum o zice Tudor Chirila!

Drumul a fost foarte scurt mai ales dupa o curatenie generala intre cd-uri. Ajusi la cetate ca tot omul o tigara ca altfel nu se poate. Partea ciudata ca vremea parca copiaza starea de spirit a unora:

Alei inguste si intortochiate , stradute mici si strambe neluminate , ziduri cu usi ferecate. Superb!




Desigur cocalarii nu lipsesc din peisajul pitoresc al acestei tari.

Trecand peste astea am zis sa ramanem si noi cu ceva din splendoarea si maretia acelui loc. Asa ca mergand dupa ideea unui amic bun care saptamana asta a fost Geoarge va prezint faptasii in aceasta ordine:


Nume: Ionut
Ce il enerveaza: FERI!!!!!!!!!
Ce ii palce: viata de student
Genul de om care crede si fara tine.



Porecla: Bebita (daca vreti sa ii stiti numele il contactati raspunde doar fetelor dragute)
Ce il enerveaza: Cand ii promit ca avem bautura si il scot din casa... a da si mint.
Ce ii place:anime,prajituri,alcool

Tacut de fel dar spune multe.



Nume: Cipri (Cip)
Ce nu ii place: sa isi uite lingurita acasa, mai ales daca comenteaza cineva
Ce ii place: dai un calculator de reparat si ii fericit cheamal la o bere si vine
Indiferent! ... Crezi tu.



Nume: Vlad (Mihai)
Ce nu ii place: momentele mele de slabiciune... fac ce fac si tot la el ajung. dar ma place asa cum sunt (sper)
Ce ii place: sa pentreaca timp cu cine merita

Tac! Tac! TAC! Dau cu bota`n balta daca ii nevoie! Mai bine sufar eu si stiu ca am realizat ceva! (memento mori)



Nume:Francisc (feri)
Ce nu ii place: Indiferenta,neseriozitatea si slabiciunea umana
Ce ii place: viata


Dupa aceasta scurta descriere a faptasilor vom continua impreuna drumul prin cetatea lui Vlad Tepes

De vazut ce am vazut noi nu puteti numai daca mergeti si voi dar am incercat sa va fac curiosi

Dar sa nu uitam ca si nou suntem oameni asa ca pe drum spre casa multumita unor sponsorizari din banii de iesit maine si de haine am luat o paine , 500g de parizer , linguri de plastic (nu erau cutite) si o cutie de mustar.

Toate acestea combinate cu un popas pe care culmea ultima oara cand am fost plecati in acea directie TOT acolo am oprit si TOT in toiul noptii (coincidenta) a rezultat:



Drumul spre casa a fost mult prea scurt. Parca vedeam cum problemele uitate acasa se apropie tot ami tare de mine...

In fundal de auzea vita de vie-varza camioanele vuiau pe langa noi... tot ce vedeai erau faruri care veneau spre tine, inchideai ochii si sperai ca plecati impreuna.

Cred ca este momentul sa ma opresc cu aceasta poveste. Cine vrea sa afle continuarea nua re decat sa intrebe! Sa se stie... seara a continuat. Cum? HA ha ha ... "Cati?"



Feri: O zi aproape perfecta. Multumesc pentru ce ati facut. Aveam nevoie.

Vlad: 18:30 lipsa chef
19:00 parca parca o sa fie o zi ok
20:00 daca tot am ajuns, hai s-o facem sa fie ok
20:30 atmosfera chiar ok... nu ma asteptam
21:00 pe alei intunecate? eh... de ce nu..
21:45 ni se pare, sau chiar ne invartim in cerc? hm... nu stiu de ce ma simt ca in Diablo, cand vad usa aia de biserica deschisa, inauntru intuneric bezna, si afara un stalp lumineaza doar usa pe exterior.. io as zice hai sa facem stanga si sa mergem mai departe.
22:10 luati o paine, niste parizer, si poposim noi in vreun refugiu pe marginea soselei sa mancam... ii noapte? ce conteaza...
22:45 pofta buna! trec tiristi pe langa noi pe sosea, hai sa "comunicam" cu ei... CLAXONEAZA, BAA!!!
23:30 gata mini-excursia.... hai merem daca tot ne-o chemat, vedem noi ce-o sa iasa...

Cip: " Feri!!! a 3-a !!!! ; Da nu stiu cum! "

Ionut: "in primu rand asi vrea sa va multutesc(feri,vlad,bebita,cip->ordinea este aleatorie)pt tot ce so intamplat.in al doilea rand totul o pornit de la o cafea si so ajuns la parizer.si totul so terminat cu cateva intrebari:aicea ii bar de curve?curvelor?cati?merci"

Daca va apuca pe careva nu ezitati sa dati un telefon!