Rock n' Roll Parte III // Guitarristas

Fetzet

Fetzet

Montecarlo

Montecarlo

Michael Mike

Blood Thisrty Bastards

Riddim

Sebastian Kramer

Nairobi

Banda de Turistas

Bicicletas

Rock n' Roll Parte II // Guitarristas

Tifus

Dime Miami

Falsos Profetas

Camelar

Sacachispas

Headphones

Senderos Suburbanos

Arctic Monkeys

Interpol

Interpol

Rock and Roll Pt. I // Drummers

The Draytones (Luke)

Spiritualized (Kevin)

Montecarlo (Martín)

Humo del Cairo (Javi)

Bicicletas (Mariano)

Banda de Turistas (Coipo)

Tifus (Julian)

Fetzet (Martín)

BRMC (Nick)

PML (Lucho)

Sacachispas (Jero)

Experimentaciones (Holga)

Experimentations (LOMO Fisheye)

letmeseewithinyouagain

This is how it beautifully aches.

letmeseewithinyou

This is how to get inside someone's soul.

Todo.

All my smiles and all my time,all my broken n' twisted mind.All my clothes and all my wine,all my naked "wonder why?".All the songs that I hear,and all the records I hold near.All my pain and all my joy,all my greeny veins and scars.All my teeth and my spine,all my cinderella hats.All my clown ways of playin',all my serious ways of achin'.All my sins and my crimes,all my miracles divine.All the fire and all the coldness,all the times that I'll be pointless.All my fears and all my troubles,all my shy and hurt burnt sorrow.All my fingers and my blood,all the stars that I could draw.All my words and all my air,all my changes and my hair.All my dreams and all my faults,all the yellows of the sun.All my truth, my lies, my secrets,all the time spent to reach this.All the tears that I'll cry,and all the laughter I share now.All my treasures and my names,all my color socks n' my bed.All my sighs and my frowns,all of my voices and all of my heart.
All my love and all of that.All of me for you right now.

BLACK ALCHEMISTS OF ROCK AND ROLL

Alchemy:
Ancient scientific practice and philosophical discipline, which had as an object of study, the praising of rotten nature to liberate it from its impurities by the art of fire.

There are several ways to talk about alchemy, but all of them lead in the same direction, the transformation from one state to another, elevation, metamorphosis towards purity.
Rock and Roll is a double edge knife, nowadays there’s an open gap after almost 50 years of history, where on one side there’s the “rockers” and on the other side the true “rock and rollers”, notice that under such a little word difference lays an iceberg of contradictions.
BRMC belongs to the second naming and are faithful battle soldiers and defenders of that name.
There are many ways to get our self inner demons out and put them into Rock.
But when there’s a creation that’s being produced, when something new and unique is born from the sweat and the strident guitars, then we no longer are mere witnesses in a show, we’re allies of the same force, part of a holy communion with Rock as a wavy banner.
Rock and Roll is, in the end, to those who still relieve in it, a way of life, a way of standing in front of the World, and above all, Liberation.
In a world where the Bushes and the McCains are fighting to spread the cake between them, it seems to be a noble road to sing out the atrocities and disconformities with a screaming voice. It seems right to seek unity and peace in the 4 and ½ min of bass, guitar and drum kit thunder of a song.
BRMC came back to Buenos Aires, October 2nd, to prove this and more, they came back to perform black magic, like ancient alchemists, they transformed a gig, a musical gathering, like Pepsi Music 2008, into holy ground, where Robert Levon Been’s electrifying bass, Hayes’ mystic guitar sound, and Shapiro’s passionate drumming flew over the City of Buenos Aires Club, leaving everybody with open mouths and hearts.
With the same humbleness of true leaders and the strength of those who are true to themselves and to their pairs, BRMC didn’t gave a show, they gave an event, where people and band blend into one another becoming something else, they transformed into another state, another being.
They’ve done it once more.
Rock and roll needs more bands like this, who rise up to the occasion, to be able to survive.
BRMC sweat Rock and the Pepsi Stadium got too small for them, like pages and pages of history got too small to Hercules.
True alchemists never reveal their formula, they share it.

Rick

Ayer a la noche terminé de leer otro libro sobre Floyd de los tantos que tengo y siempre que puedo me compro.
Estuve estos últimos 3 días escuchando solamente Floyd, no sé bien por qué, o quizás sí... todo cierra, todo siempre tiene un sentido aunque a veces no nos parezca.
Hoy me levante, fui a mi taller de Arte y volví, no sabaía nada hasta que un amigo me avisó por sms.
A mi el Cáncer se me llevó muchas personas queridas en mi vida, mi abuelo, mi tía, mi profesora de música que fue y es junto con mi madre el rol de mujer que sigo.
Richard Wright tenía 65 años, y fue uno de los músicos más importantes de esta Era, la mía. Me da honor y orgullo poder contarle a mis hijos que yo viví en los tiempos de artistas como él.
Pink Floyd se metió en mi vida cuando tenía 14 años, y nunca más se fue.
Hoy es un día muy triste para mí, para todos.
Pero también puedo decir con seguridad que alcanzó en 65 años lo que nadie en mil vidas, y como todo artista, es inmortal.
Yo no sé por qué, porque nunca lo tuve en frente, tampoco me importa ni me lo juzgo, pero lo voy a extrañar, uno crea lazos con el arte que son inexplicables, y esta bien que así sea. Algunas cosas, las más lindas de este mundo, muchas veces no tienen explicación.

Espero que se toquen una buena con Syd donde sea que estén, seguramente va a ser la greatest gig in the sky ever.

Gracias Rick.
Crecí mejor persona por haberte escuchado.

Nad.