Saturday, November 25, 2006
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Supongo que ahora debo una breve crónica sobre el concierto de ayer. Aunque tal vez tenga más ganas de hablar de otras cosas. En cualquier caso, empezaré hablando sobre el concierto y confío en que mi curiosa "habilidad" para irme por las ramas acabe haciéndome hablar de lo que realmente me apetezca.
La Wonder es un grupo gafado. Nos pasan tantas cosas inexplicables que a veces siento que no puedo seguir y pienso en dejar el grupo. Pero no lo dejo. Porque, como decían en "Shakespeare in love": al final, todo se arregla . Al menos en cierta medida. Y ayer no iba a be an exception. When we were testing yet begun because of a "lack of coordination between local managers. They told the people waiting outside that would open half an hour later, but after ten minutes people started coming and we had to prove to the public there. And that's not professional, it's a shit. I hate it
lack of professionalism. In every way. Do not we earn a living playing does not mean that we can be professional. At least in attitude. And I demand the same professionalism with which people try. We spent all Saturday afternoons locked in a rehearsal room dying of heat and playing the same themes over and over again, only to make things like they have to leave. So I just want to kick all the people that when they hear you play in a group, they treat you as if you were a young boy with a tennis racket playing a musician. And I speak not only of local owners who think they will do a favor to "let you play." As if they do they won anything with the concert. As if we liked our music only to us and had to let us play because nobody will hire ever.
why I like to give concerts as yesterday. Because I really enjoy giving the noses of some people. Showing them how wrong they were and puts everyone in place. Because the concert was well, we sound good, we were attuned, we enjoy and we enjoy. And maybe the concert was not so good, but I am very happy and today I let it. So if someone wants to modesty, to wait until tomorrow.
And then played pick. I always say that my dream is live music, if not earning enough to pay someone to pick me. Because after playing really all you want is to celebrate with the whole group, drink, laugh and leave America for Vigo forward so that everyone will look and feel envious because they do not have a rock band. And being with you and tell you things that you should not say, and blame the alcohol. And smile for you smile. Or smile because you do not smile and I want to infect you.
And hear the most beautiful thing in the world tell me the most beautiful thing in the world.
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