tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63465710227409201442024-02-08T03:06:54.816+01:00Marracash Orchestra: TourblogMarracash Orchestra Tourblog. Updated every once in a while.afterfloodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00915497080242296546noreply@blogger.comBlogger87125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346571022740920144.post-73028124425660589092013-03-04T21:43:00.001+01:002013-03-04T21:45:14.425+01:00Working In The Factory<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkrfGZkjIdgYfo6cS1Y8ooxk7FYK1S_l8w3H9QjBeknyUxCXqbfWNl270tY1JKrwxedOioOW9hOCxwI5k3lOyxsdBBt3epB2BGkcm1xrcoqr36Yj7y81VexZuD6BGiSr8wRu-1UQYVN9Xg/s1600/probe1.gif" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkrfGZkjIdgYfo6cS1Y8ooxk7FYK1S_l8w3H9QjBeknyUxCXqbfWNl270tY1JKrwxedOioOW9hOCxwI5k3lOyxsdBBt3epB2BGkcm1xrcoqr36Yj7y81VexZuD6BGiSr8wRu-1UQYVN9Xg/s320/probe1.gif" /></a><br/>
Yeah, we just moved into the greatest rehearsal room ever. It's cosy, light, has couches, lots of space, table tennis, bullerjan, drafted beer, snow, surrounded by mountains ans above all: it's in Czech Republic! Do we need to say more? Looking forward to the show tomorrow at Fabrika Doubice!
Diky moc Monika, Jarda and our friendly host!afterfloodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00915497080242296546noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346571022740920144.post-27954126968708989502013-03-01T20:48:00.001+01:002013-03-01T20:48:49.646+01:00Bang! Krach! Doing!<object width="500" height="281"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_x_KuGs7lyM?version=3&hl=de_DE"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_x_KuGs7lyM?version=3&hl=de_DE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="500" height="281" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"></embed></object>
<br />Few more days to come... two times as evil... be prepared!
afterfloodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00915497080242296546noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346571022740920144.post-54220686102003475932012-11-28T11:59:00.000+01:002012-12-04T14:14:57.258+01:00Skopje!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGd51Bu9YNKaBFyZXZIpA7lI78rJj3M5yYVaaLqIn8a42qMrpFxyt5tIrYLgGox3g-UUMLkcpxkPC32Ddo4u4_89CQhdC9WnUor95yHnZmy33RBJPPkryo8LDCosMILxDJJZ1HhZyKQjTt/s1600/Pardi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style=""><img border="0" height="262" width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGd51Bu9YNKaBFyZXZIpA7lI78rJj3M5yYVaaLqIn8a42qMrpFxyt5tIrYLgGox3g-UUMLkcpxkPC32Ddo4u4_89CQhdC9WnUor95yHnZmy33RBJPPkryo8LDCosMILxDJJZ1HhZyKQjTt/s400/Pardi.jpg" /></a><br />
<em>No Data, Heinz Moni und El H. in der mazedonischen Hauptstadt</em><br /><br />
Irre, schon wieder ein langes Wochenende mit purem Rock'n'Roll überstanden. Dabei hat Marracash gar nicht gespielt. Dank dem unermüdlichen Mirko und seiner Kulturaktiv-Bande war das halbe Orchestra im Rahmen des music without borders Projektes im osteuropäischen Ausland. Konkret bei der <em>PIN music conference</em> in Skopje. Makedonia!Wie bei der vorangegangenen Konferenz letztes Jahr in Vukovar (Kroatien) waren auch in Skopje sämtliche Booker, Veranstalter, Promoter, Radiomacher etc. aus sämtlichen Ländern am Start, um verschiedene Bands und Künstler aus dem Underground untereinander zu vernetzen.<br /><br />
Und wir natürlich mittendrin und dank unserem kleinen Messeständchen, Martins ungeheuren Charme und Mirkos Hilfe beim Checkern ganz dick dabei. Gut so, schließlich steht im September eine weitere Balkan-Tour auf unserer Agenda. Von wegen Armageddon 2012. Dicke Hose 2013! Über den sehr zufriedenstellenden Erfolg unserer Promo-Attacke auf die Konferenzteilnehmer wollen wir aber hier gar nicht eingehen. Nur so viel: Wir sind voller Vorfreude auf das, was da kommen mag. Hier folgt nun stattdessen der Versuch einer einigermaßen angemessenen Abhandlung unserer wunderbaren Wochenend-Odyssee.<br /><br />
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<em>Herr Martin Grellman, Germany</em><br /><br />
Die mäßig bis sehr nette Kabinenchefin im Flugzeug von Berlin nach Thessaloniki erlaubt uns nach kurzer Diskussion doch, wovor der debil grinsende Stewart seine Augen verschließt. Mit Bier und anderen Erdungsmitteln, die wir in alter Ost-Manier selber mitgebracht haben, starten wir in den Süden. So lässt sich ein derartiger Biligflug doch viel besser ertragen. Und die Parole für die kommenden drei Tage ist somit auch gleich ausgegeben!<br /><br />
Praller Sonnenschein und ein reizendes mazedonisches Begrüßungskomitee, bestehend aus den Skopjern Lile und Giorgji, willkommen uns sehr freundlich in der Griechischen. Mit einem abgewrackten Iveco-Büschen treten wir die beschwerliche Weiterfahrt in den Norden an. Die soziale Umtriebigkeit des Busfahrers sorgt für den ein oder anderen Herzstillstand bei unserer 20-köpfigen Reisegruppe. Prädikat: sehr empfehlenswert. Mit ausgetrockneten Kehlen haben wir nach zwei Stunden endlich mazedonisches Territorium unter den Füßen und feiern diesen Erfolg mit dem ersten Skopsko an der erstbesten Tanke hinter der Grenze. Etliche weitere sollen folgen. Nastravje!<br /><br />
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<em>Mutter Cervesa</em><br /><br />
Nach Check-In im Hotel und einem grandiosen Abendessen in einem traditionellen mazedonischen Restaurant beginnen wir mit dem wichtigsten Teil unserer Mission. 'Socialising' wie man auf Business-deutsch sagt. Oder 'Networking'. Für uns ist es ein (zugegeben nicht ganz) gewöhnlicher Marracash-Ausflug. Klassenfahrt halt. Es beginnt der erste Abend einer exorbitanten Ausschweifung. Drei Tage Kalauergewitter, Kontakteknüpfen, chronischer Schlafmangel, abartige Flippers-Ohrwürmer (samt Tanzeinlage), durch Übermüdung fast schon wahnhaft Gute Laune usw. Die übliche Marracash-Debilität, die wir normalerweise Tourkoller nennen, nur diesmal ohne die unangenehm riechenden Nebenwirkungen. Im Übrigen sehr Umsatz fördernd für die lokalen Brauereien.<br /><br />
Das mehrwöchige Taksirat Festival, das parallel zur Konferenz stattfindet, liefert den perfekten Nährboden für den Nonsens des Grauens, den wir verbreiten. Von nachmittags bis nachts finden Konzerte, Theater- und Filmaufführungen in verschiedenen Locations statt. Der perfekte Gegenpart zu Konferenz, Panels und Promotionarbeit. Engagierte Nachwuchsbands aus der Region und gestandene Künstler aus ganz Europa geben sich die Klinke in die Hand. Sehr gelungen. Ob wir auch spielen? Nein, weil... Ja, warum eigentlich nicht? Die halbe Band haben wir zwar zu Hause gelassen, aber wir wären nicht Marracash, wenn nicht trotzdem irgendetwas ginge. Naja, was solls. Beschränken wir uns eben auf die Organisation. Und Harald kann nebenbei versuchen ein paar interessante Acts für seinen Club zu finden.<br /><br />
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<em>Ein sinnloser Triumphbogen</em><br /><br />
Auf unseren unseren täglichen und nächtlichen Streifzügen durch Skopje entdecken wir viele wundersame Dinge im Stadtbild, obwohl wir in den letzten Jahren schon mehrfach hier waren. Die halbe Innenstadt ist inzwischen völlig zugepflastert mit sinnlosen Skulpturen und Denkmälern. Seit 2009 wurden etliche Kaiser in Metall gegossen und mit oder ohne Pferd auf viel zu hohe Stelen gehievt. Triumphbögen wurden in die Erde gerammt und Prunkpaläste aus dem Boden gestanzt. Und das alles inmitten der sozialistischen Prestigebauten, die nach dem großen Erdbeben 1963 zuhauf in der Stadt errichtet wurden. Es sieht aus wie im Disneyland oder bei Sim City, wenn man die richtigen Cheats kennt.<br /><br />
Die Einheimischen finden diese hyper-klassizistische Dekadenz genauso bescheuert wie die meisten Touristen und ärgern sich über die Art, in der ihre Regierung Geld, das sie nicht hat, zum Fenster raus wirft. Da es zu absurd ist um zu weinen, schütteln wir nur den Kopf und lachen darüber. Arme Mutter Cervesa! Diese Gebäude wurden sicher nicht im Sinne der Seligen errichtet. Und das in ihrem Geburtsort! Zum Glück gibt es noch die Altstadt, die Stara Čaršija. Das osmanisch geprägte Viertel sah vor ein paar hundert Jahren sicher nicht viel anders aus als heute. Niedrige steinerne Häuser, enge Gassen, unzählige kleine Läden und Imbisse, die sich aneinander reihen, Moschee, Hammam, der große Bazar... Ein wundervoller Kontrast zum Stadtbild jenseits des Vardarufers.<br /><br />
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<em>100. Unabhängigkeitstag Albaniens </em><br /><br />
Doch genau diese krassen Gegensätze machen diese Stadt so einzigartig. Ein totaler Clash der Kulturen. Und das schönste ist, dass die sogenannten Minderheiten (die ganze Bevölkerung besteht nur aus verschiedenen Minderheiten. Wer gehört eigentlich zur Mehrheit?) größtenteils friedlich miteinander leben. Von gelegentlichem Flaggenverbrennen auf beiden Seiten und Eierwerfen auf Außenminister mal abgesehen. Das hatte aber einen besonderen Hintergrund: Den 100ten Jahrestag der Unabhängigkeit Albaniens. Es war also eher die Ausnahme, das sich Lile und Giorgji am Sonntag nicht in den albanischen Teil der Stadt getraut haben. Zwei Tage vorher sind wir dort noch gemeinsam um die Häuser und Kneipen gezogen. Dann sind wir eben woanders trinken gegangen. Nema frka.<br /><br />
Dafür haben wir in der anderen Kneipe ein Mitglied der exklusiven Biker-Bande Nightwolves kennen lernen dürfen. Das sind so liebe Menschen, dass ihr Präsident nicht nur mit Putin per Du ist, sondern wir auch ein Plakat der Rockerhorde auf ihren Stahlrössern geschenkt bekommen haben. Fast so furchteinflößend wie der große Alexander zu seinen besten Zeiten. Wie reizend! Wenn man solche Freunde hat, braucht man sich vor Nichts zu fürchten. Auch nicht vor penetranten Bettlern, die uns vier Uhr nachts hunderte Meter hinterherhecheln um uns ein paar Denar aus der Tasche zu locken.<br /><br />
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<em>Auf dem Bazar</em><br /><br />
Wir hatten außerdem ein klares Ziel vor Augen: MAMA. Oder offiziell: Kaj Majche. Der (fast) 24/7 Imbiss war DIE Wiederentdeckung unseres Hauptstadt-Besuchs. Das grandiose Schnellrestaurant auf drei Quadratmetern hat uns schon 2009 so wunderbar deliziöse Erlebnisse beschert, dass wir auf der Tour gleich dreimal in Skopje halt gemacht haben. Umso enttäuschter waren wir diesen Sommer, dass uns schlichtweg die Zeit fehlte, an dem einzigen Abend einen Abstecher hierher zu machen. Das haben wir nun endlich nachgeholt.<br /><br />
Dank der unzähligen Taxi-Eskapaden, die wir uns in skopjotisch-dekadenter Manier auch dieses mal wieder geleistet haben (eine Stadtfahrt kostet ca. 1.30€), waren wir praktisch jede Nacht hier um den obligatorischen Post-Suff-Hunger zu stillen. Mit dem vielleicht besten Burek der Stadt. Gefüllt mit heißem Käse und Oliven, Heureka! Neben Mutter Teresa hätte meiner Meinung nach auch die unermüdliche MAMA, nach der der Imbiss benannt ist, eine Seligsprechung verdient. Ach so halt, sie lebt ja noch! Na dann wenigstens den Friedensnobelpreis für ihr Engagement für die kulinarische Völkerverständigung!<br /><br />
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<em>Ein letztes Skopsko am Flughafen Thessaloniki</em><br /><br />
Aber warum waren wir gleich hier? Ach ja, die PIN conference. Da war doch was. Oder auch nicht. Eigentlich hätte es uns am Sonntagmorgen nicht überraschen sollen, dass sämtliche Veranstaltungen des letzten Veranstaltungstages wegen Katerstimmung, Lustlosikgkeit und zwangsläufiger Unpünktlichkeit der Teilnehmer abgeblasen wurden. Wir sind doch auf dem Balkan! Umso gelassener nehmen wir die Information zur Kenntnis, dass sich unsere Reisegruppe am nächsten Morgen schon um fünf Uhr treffen wird.<br /><br />
So treten wir dann nach zwei Stunden Schlaf die unvermeidliche Heimreise an. Auf mein Bett zu Hause freue ich mich zugegebenermaßen schon. Zum Glück kennt der Busfahrer die Strecke nach Thessaloniki bereits gut, so braucht er kaum nach vorne zu schauen. Bei dem dichten Nebel draußen kann man sowieso nichts auf der Straße erkennen. Wie die meisten von uns kann er sich jetzt schon ein kleines Nickerchen gönnen. Na dann Gute Nacht.afterfloodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00915497080242296546noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346571022740920144.post-63543594656882865992012-10-14T13:43:00.000+02:002012-11-02T13:44:58.456+01:00Total Pandelirium<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpF7A3uP_SG4EmLZ_1j5-ekmAUcW0rPb01opmvVqMg43DlhnNb5FYrB9r-OlkbTWkqqpL286KKlzJwA00_x_yPrKsaS05RAMwrz5we3cRhUcauas6Yni7plxbLO-GM5O7LvYJ3OJdIZ5bV/s1600/booki.jpg" imageanchor="1" style=""><img border="0" height="265" width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpF7A3uP_SG4EmLZ_1j5-ekmAUcW0rPb01opmvVqMg43DlhnNb5FYrB9r-OlkbTWkqqpL286KKlzJwA00_x_yPrKsaS05RAMwrz5we3cRhUcauas6Yni7plxbLO-GM5O7LvYJ3OJdIZ5bV/s400/booki.jpg" /></a>
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<em>Photos: Milan Risky</em><br /><br />
Divadlo Pod Lampou is a crazy mess. Always. Folks dressed up like zombies. Jinovatka like hell. Professional Ike-massake-bara. Total Pandelirium.<br /><br />
The perfect last show of a great tour. Diky moc to all our friends and fans who came tonight and the shows before: you arrr the f**kin best! Danke Imre for almost always standing straight! Diky most to Frantomas for connecting us to your people. Until next year Czech, we'll be back.afterfloodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00915497080242296546noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346571022740920144.post-24979802494148936552012-10-13T21:17:00.001+02:002012-10-13T21:17:10.412+02:00SHUM SHUM SHUM<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu3F7ec_IseGRgRY_pEK-PHJGrVUob8aTOj6aWo4qVwKdWHeTRXV8qJzMh7gZ5VWrP9Iu5iByWHBXuVSre1t1GbpQcbQGsaTWUCqISX0zhsuGV8T-3y0CgMRSXJpoBGI7B-8kj88ZjdYDY/s1600/jeah.jpg" imageanchor="1" style=""><img border="0" height="257" width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu3F7ec_IseGRgRY_pEK-PHJGrVUob8aTOj6aWo4qVwKdWHeTRXV8qJzMh7gZ5VWrP9Iu5iByWHBXuVSre1t1GbpQcbQGsaTWUCqISX0zhsuGV8T-3y0CgMRSXJpoBGI7B-8kj88ZjdYDY/s400/jeah.jpg" /></a><br /><br />
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Nice show yesterday in Sumperk. Now preparing for Divadlo Poooooood Lampou!!! Let's fuckin rumble tonight! We're finishing the tour tonight with insane Jinovatka and spatny Ikebara! Yea-Heah!<br />afterfloodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00915497080242296546noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346571022740920144.post-81984380921997147292012-10-12T18:58:00.001+02:002012-10-12T18:58:40.042+02:00Hostinec I oder Wo ist der Fehler<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibZyj9MXja9tGoKKkYiq4BVD7w7C0VO8_JQ6xgcQZVh8OnMe4fdWjM9H-StgxF3QsZ2vSTeYBE-soMDssj8voPySlz5ZHoyr3p-bwhAUvggZlsAfzhUm_59pF0mdaG7CiVmYyNnsIW9MA7/s1600/lofkelive.jpg" imageanchor="1" style=""><img border="0" height="266" width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibZyj9MXja9tGoKKkYiq4BVD7w7C0VO8_JQ6xgcQZVh8OnMe4fdWjM9H-StgxF3QsZ2vSTeYBE-soMDssj8voPySlz5ZHoyr3p-bwhAUvggZlsAfzhUm_59pF0mdaG7CiVmYyNnsIW9MA7/s400/lofkelive.jpg" /></a><br /><br />
Nach einer außerordentlich gelungenen Ausverkaufsveranstaltung im Stara Pekarna entschied sich das teutonische Ensemble 'Marracash Orchestra' einen guten Teil des Rohgewinns ins hiesige Hostinec auf der gegenüberliegenden Straßenseite zu tragen. <br /><br />
Rohgewinn bedeutet in diesem Fall eine Untertreibung. Totale Verkennung der Realität, denn: Wir haben den Schnitt von 100% geschafft. Also alle, die da waren haben eine CD gekauft. Nun kann sich jeder selber überlegen, wie viele das wohl waren (Oh, ich werde gerade fotografiert, weil ich außerordentlich attraktiv bin.)(Grellmannsche Abschweifung - Anm. d. Red.).<br /><br />
Apropos fotografiert werden: Der heutige Starschnitt ist ein Suchbild. AN WESSEN MÜTZE IST DER ROTE BUTTON AUF DER FALSCHEN SEITE???<br /><br />
+ + + BABYLON CZECH VERSION + + +<br /><br />
Po mimořádně úspěšný výprodej událost v Staré Pekárně rozhodla germánské Ensemble Marracash Orchestra "značná část Rohgewinns Hostinec místní obyvatelé na ulici, aby se.<br /><br />
Hrubý zisk je v tomto případě eufemismus. Celkem ignorování reality, protože: jsme dosáhli průměru 100%. Takže každý, kdo tam byl koupil CD. Nyní si může každý zvážit sám, kolik jich asi (Grellmannsche odbočka - pozn) (. Oh, já jsem je fotografován, protože jsem velmi atraktivní).<br /><br />
Když už mluvíme o bytí fotografoval: Dnešní Hvězda sekce je obrázek puzzle. , Na jehož HAT JE ČERVENÉ TLAČÍTKO na špatné straně?
afterfloodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00915497080242296546noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346571022740920144.post-65221122627064504662012-10-12T11:55:00.000+02:002012-10-12T11:55:16.769+02:00Palac Akropolis<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaE4I0ChzV-jPpIS2cfIiWfBgWyaRDloxfGt5rp7bZ4rbcVv0OIsUegoK0BtdVVH8fncL04wJyk3QH23Ex5jKKYAKvWx3RkjEs5_ObHz3ye4trxwGLH1r212EOcvzBT6lH7ErDujP8dJgc/s1600/henti.jpg" imageanchor="1" style=""><img border="0" height="245" width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaE4I0ChzV-jPpIS2cfIiWfBgWyaRDloxfGt5rp7bZ4rbcVv0OIsUegoK0BtdVVH8fncL04wJyk3QH23Ex5jKKYAKvWx3RkjEs5_ObHz3ye4trxwGLH1r212EOcvzBT6lH7ErDujP8dJgc/s400/henti.jpg" /></a><br /><br />
Our boys from Hentai Corporation make the halls of the Palac shake. Like hell. The concert: inferno. The room: packed. Respect to this masterpiece of Rock'n'Roll rage. After one hour of driving Marra-Trash it is no problem to make everybody freak out.<br /><br />
Ikebara's aftershow gives us the rest. Pivo. Speed Brass. Gin Gonic. Brutal Polka. Pivae. Hentai. Balkan Balkan. Jungah. Piva. More. Memories fade. More. More. Until next time. Armageddon still must wait.<br />afterfloodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00915497080242296546noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346571022740920144.post-52773958171098277772012-10-07T13:21:00.003+02:002012-10-07T13:25:13.128+02:00Unentschieden<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhip9i395egrs5SGN9EWsioECw_8RfTlkveLtaA6Uxxthhx1yYF8XDAAo4uPR0mFBP8TxFJrV7EzpP4Cay1YhsM8CPLQnVM_tBlnunVDZZJiQJohm4v4qMqsyz_W9Jh2RnTs-XvdttKkLNf/s1600/tripole.jpg" imageanchor="1" style=""><img border="0" height="267" width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhip9i395egrs5SGN9EWsioECw_8RfTlkveLtaA6Uxxthhx1yYF8XDAAo4uPR0mFBP8TxFJrV7EzpP4Cay1YhsM8CPLQnVM_tBlnunVDZZJiQJohm4v4qMqsyz_W9Jh2RnTs-XvdttKkLNf/s400/tripole.jpg" /></a><br /><br />
We did not go to the local supermarket. The groupies here speak mostly italian.
FC KLADNO WINS THE FOOTBALL MATCH AGAINST TRAKTOR SUSICE.
ok. unentschieden... sagt susizke.
Großen Dank an Ziggy.
afterfloodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00915497080242296546noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346571022740920144.post-25377178403013111002012-10-06T13:30:00.000+02:002012-10-06T13:30:11.070+02:00SCHUSCHISCHE<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguTtdGcOBpnVMWFBo_igW4V55D_aGaagIknAT3FBFyzHAYAu21F7QMHsbsVtUG0NFQibsdQ8eAZut8dEPqmcTZHd-voJB9ptxx1Kvjmstw82N2b0WKLBhSIdc77lFMxTUpvKTER8MMLnXL/s1600/dive.jpg" imageanchor="1" style=""><img border="0" height="297" width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguTtdGcOBpnVMWFBo_igW4V55D_aGaagIknAT3FBFyzHAYAu21F7QMHsbsVtUG0NFQibsdQ8eAZut8dEPqmcTZHd-voJB9ptxx1Kvjmstw82N2b0WKLBhSIdc77lFMxTUpvKTER8MMLnXL/s400/dive.jpg" /></a><br />
Tradicne dobra shOUw v Tradicnim klOUbu... our mighty Benesov friends 'Jinovatka' from hell play a very sexy and evil show and after coming big car full of Klatovaciii und crazy typek from magazine Maxim make some cooool photos a make atmosphere like on Refjusd koncertsss, yesss...<br /><br />
MarraClash Chorchestra roztancili vsechny klOUby i Obry realy phantastishe concert a balkan massacre afterparty untill 5 hodin rano...specialni diky very motz to Zelvin & Michal! See you urchite prishte Shushishe!!! And heute nas jo jo band vyrazi smer Kladnost (to je to mesto-to je ten hit). afterfloodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00915497080242296546noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346571022740920144.post-47990068964659697182012-10-05T19:11:00.000+02:002012-10-05T19:11:41.033+02:00VELBLOUD<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpZt7Q7R4vBi11Cq1ZLHMaMKS4b_skV0X-xpRdVS7Vs41rQIQdD0TGMQAP4BERSRbXK0jHIL3gYZtWtNomRM0fHKuKSgIFFYRGzqg3zG3qc4lY3UnSzj7xCogDKoTzjZhI1PSaL8e9vcIz/s1600/gitter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style=""><img border="0" height="270" width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpZt7Q7R4vBi11Cq1ZLHMaMKS4b_skV0X-xpRdVS7Vs41rQIQdD0TGMQAP4BERSRbXK0jHIL3gYZtWtNomRM0fHKuKSgIFFYRGzqg3zG3qc4lY3UnSzj7xCogDKoTzjZhI1PSaL8e9vcIz/s400/gitter.jpg" /></a><br />
Auszug aus dem Mighty Zine. Written by the owner of the MIGHTY BAR Club Velbloud. Frei überetzt von Babylon Translations. Alles scheint möglich, nichts nötig. The band says 'Hell Yeah'. Der Bassist findet es etwas übertrieben. Egal. Thank you very moc Vikk!!!
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Lauft um euer Leben! Roll on! Alles hide! Hauptsächlich Bier und Alkohol! Marracash ORCHESTRA ist blížej! Danke Gott helfe uns und die ganze heilige ... Dieses Gesindel kočovnejch Schurken aus Dresden kennt keine Grenzen und wird vor nichts zurückschrecken. <br /><br />
Es ist so schmutzig Graben am Rande von Tirana, noch Kucka die Band nicht keine metrosexuálové. Es ist ein Haufen von Freaks, die nur an einem interessiert sind - je größer Abenteuer Je größer die Herausforderung, desto besser. Auf leben, es ist ein Ausreißer, wild, unbegrenzt. nur kurevskej Tartrat! <br /><br />
Rechts aus der Region im Oktober osedlaj meiner räudigen Maultier, nabalej svýho českýho attache PROFESSOR IKEBARU und zusammen mit den Ausgaben für Ziehen unsere Heimat. Ihre Mission ist einfach - in meinem trinken die Art und Weise alles fließt, vyjíst Kühlschränke, Vorratskammern und Getreidespeicher, verzauberte Herzen unaufmerksamen Frau vyhandlovat und ihre Schmuckstücke für unsere Gold! Wie gesagt, dein Leben zu retten!afterfloodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00915497080242296546noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346571022740920144.post-72456926456320605872012-10-05T11:06:00.001+02:002012-10-05T18:53:12.671+02:00Dobry / SpatnyYES, we started. Mighty Bar was crazy. Marracash runs crazy. Ikebara. Profesor IKEBARA!
Crazy! <br />
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afterfloodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00915497080242296546noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346571022740920144.post-36981746224562900752012-09-27T22:54:00.002+02:002012-09-27T22:55:59.928+02:00Good News!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Yeah, just one week before we dash off to the hollowed land Czech government decides to continue providing people with booze! Someone must have told them that we will be back on the block soon. And never too late. The Orchestra is still working on new stuff - stay tuned for some ragga-muffin-drivin shit. Armageddon may come, we are ready! Wait!afterfloodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00915497080242296546noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346571022740920144.post-68516724778000603152012-07-02T14:47:00.000+02:002012-07-03T15:04:24.764+02:00Take the long way home<b>Friday, June 29th, </b><b>2012 Human Calendar, Earth time</b> <br />
0900 air condition doesn't work since days<br />
1110 spaceship entering serbia<br />
1111 friendly invitation to body control and spaceship shakedown<br />
1313 border bloodshinks wave us goodbye<br />
1315 full speed ahead 'Hollebolle IV' heads north towards Vukovar<br />
1559 51 degrees inside the ship, crew needs drinks<br />
1600 crossing Donau river in Belgrade<br />
1743 crew waves serbia goodbye<br />
1845 short stop in Vukovar<br />
1846 25 degrees outside temperature, finally draught beer at the Donau beach<br />
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<b>Saturday, June 30th, </b><b>2012 Human Calendar, Earth time</b><br />
0700 alarms ring<br />
0730 breakfast in a creepy café, coffee color: ivory<br />
0830 liftoff again<br />
1502 retirement celebration of 2nd Commander Bertotti at intergalactic gas station in Bratislava<br />
2018 arrival in Chodov after 1000km driving<br />
2100 fucking good to be in Czech Republic again<br />
2145 memories fade<br />
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<b>Sunday, July 1st, </b><b>2012 Human Calendar, Earth time</b><br />
1230 hostinec!<br />
1240 bad coffee again, band has to drink beer<br />
1400 liftoff to 'Hollebolle IV's' final destination Eastpole, Dresden<br />
1421 rain starts<br />
1422 crossing German border<br />
1433 waiting at the railroadtrack for the Bummelbahn of Oberwiesental<br />
1435 waving Hello to German bloodshinks on the train<br />
1448 17 degrees<br />
1449 preparations for Balkan Tour 2013 start immediatelyafterfloodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00915497080242296546noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346571022740920144.post-88501499112528057122012-07-01T15:02:00.000+02:002012-07-03T15:04:11.679+02:00<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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<br />afterfloodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00915497080242296546noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346571022740920144.post-84901702084102787462012-06-30T19:45:00.000+02:002012-07-03T15:05:06.184+02:0010th Day<span class="" id="result_box" lang="mk"><b><span class="hps">На</span> <span class="hps">десетиот ден од</span> <span class="hps">најниската точка</span>.</b> <span class="hps">Недостаток на сон,</span> <span class="hps">стрес</span>, километражата <span class="hps">лудило.</span> <span class="hps">Дури и</span> <span class="hps">visob</span> <span class="hps">учествува во</span> <span class="hps">симптоматичен,</span> <span class="hps">скапани</span>-сладок <span class="hps">мирис.</span> <span class="hps">Премногу</span> <span class="hps">многу земји</span> <span class="hps">во премногу</span> <span class="hps">малку време.</span> <span class="hps">Премногу</span> <span class="hps atn">лоши-</span><span class="">темпериран</span> <span class="hps">Канцеларијата</span> <span class="hps">Limited.</span> <span class="hps">И тие го направија</span> <span class="hps">во соопштението</span>, без <span class="hps">шунка</span> <span class="hps">српски</span> <span class="hps">крв.</span> <span class="hps">Неочекувано,</span> <span class="hps">на ансамблот</span> <span class="hps">е</span> <span class="hps">во третманот</span> <span class="hps">соба</span> <span class="hps">повторно.</span> <span class="hps">Порно</span> <span class="hps">шоу со</span> <span class="hps">гумени ракавици и</span> <span class="hps">униформи.</span> <span class="hps">Шап</span> <span class="hps">темпера</span>. <span class="hps">Затоа</span><span class="">, нелегалната</span> <span class="hps">медицина</span> <span class="hps">ќе бидат вратени</span> <span class="hps">веднаш</span> <span class="hps">на</span> <span class="hps">загадувачот</span>, со цел <span class="hps">да коло</span> <span class="hps">сала.</span> <span class="hps">Граница е</span> <span class="hps">подобро</span> <span class="hps">отколку без</span> <span class="hps">секс.</span></span><br />
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<br />In Skopje we're amazed how packed the city is nowadays with silly monuments and senseless objects. As usual in Skopje it is almost impossible for the taxi drivers to find our sleeping place. Though we are direct neighbors of the president. Maybe he doesn't use taxis very often.<br />
<br />Too bad we have to play against Germany this night. But no problem for us, as usual we play a great show and people love it. Germany loses! Big Ups to Elena who takes the best care of us the whole time. After one or two hours of great comatic sleep we're ready for 'Hollebolle IV's' next mission: Vukovar, Croatia.<br />
<br />Zynically we call our steamship today 'Frau Holle'. 50 degrees, no wind, sauna feeling. Thanx to the Christian Mafia at the Serbian border we have two hours timeout. They turn around every crumb inside the bus and even admire our genitals. We're lucky again, today is a special anniversary: 10 years Marracash, 10 years drug free!<br /><br />afterfloodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00915497080242296546noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346571022740920144.post-79751163609993148472012-06-28T19:42:00.000+02:002012-07-03T15:05:18.931+02:008th Day<span class="" id="result_box" lang="en"><b><span class="hps">Eighth day</span>.</b> <span class="hps">The</span> <span class="hps">Bandreude</span> <span class="hps">is getting</span> <span class="hps">worse</span>. <span class="hps">They had the</span> <span class="hps">cows</span>. <span class="hps">Despite</span> <span class="hps">exorbitant</span> <span class="hps">volume</span> <span class="hps">pool</span> <span class="hps">tiles</span> <span class="hps">are still</span> <span class="hps">swimming.</span> <span class="hps">There</span> <span class="hps">does not help</span> <span class="hps">anymore</span>, excessive use of <span class="hps">chlorine.</span> <span class="hps">Now</span> <span class="hps">they</span> <span class="hps">have</span> <span class="hps">forgotten</span> <span class="hps">to drink</span> <span class="hps">beer</span> <span class="hps">before the concert</span>. <span class="hps">Skopsolemie</span> <span class="hps">Akuta</span> <span class="hps">Rakiensis</span>. <span class="hps">Drive on!</span> <span class="hps">And</span> <span class="hps">try</span> <span class="hps">to break</span> <span class="hps">the sound barrier</span> <span class="hps">backwards</span>. <span class="hps">Maximum</span> <span class="hps">time for</span> <span class="hps">Nightseeing</span>. <span class="hps">But that's why</span> <span class="hps">they</span>'re <span class="hps">on tour</span>.</span><br />
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<span class="" id="result_box" lang="mk"><b><span class="hps">Осмиот ден од денот</span>. </b><span class="hps">На</span> <span class="hps">Bandreude</span> <span class="hps">се влошува.</span> <span class="hps">Тие имаа</span> <span class="hps">крави.</span> <span class="hps">И покрај</span> <span class="hps">прекомерен</span> <span class="hps">волумен</span> <span class="hps">базен</span> <span class="hps">плочки</span> <span class="hps">се уште</span> <span class="hps">пливање.</span> <span class="hps">Таму не</span> <span class="hps">помогне</span> <span class="hps">повеќе,</span> <span class="hps">прекумерна употреба на</span> <span class="hps">хлор.</span> <span class="hps">Сега тие</span> <span class="hps">имаат заборавено да се</span> <span class="hps">пие</span> <span class="hps">пиво пред</span> <span class="hps">концертот.</span> <span class="hps">Skopsolemie</span> <span class="hps">Akuta</span> <span class="hps">Rakiensis</span>. <span class="hps">Вози на</span>! <span class="hps">И да се обиде</span> <span class="hps">да се пробие на</span> <span class="hps">звучната бариера</span> <span class="hps">наназад.</span> <span class="hps">Максималното време</span> <span class="hps">за</span> <span class="hps">Nightseeing</span>. <span class="hps">Но, тоа е</span> <span class="hps">причината зошто тие се</span> <span class="hps">на турнеја.</span></span><span class="" id="result_box" lang="en"> </span><br />
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<span class="" id="result_box" lang="de"><b><span class="hps">Achter Tag</span>.</b> <span class="hps">Die</span> <span class="hps">Bandreude</span> <span class="hps">verschlechtern.</span> <span class="hps">Sie hatten</span> <span class="hps">Kühe.</span> <span class="hps">Trotz der</span> <span class="hps">exorbitanten</span> <span class="hps">Volume-Pool</span> <span class="hps">Fliesen sind</span> <span class="hps">immer noch</span> <span class="hps">schwimmen</span>. <span class="hps">Es</span> <span class="hps">hilft nicht</span> <span class="hps">mehr</span>, übermäßiger <span class="hps">Einsatz von Chlor</span>. <span class="hps">Jetzt haben sie</span> <span class="hps">vergessen,</span> <span class="hps">Bier</span> <span class="hps">trinken</span> <span class="hps">vor dem Konzert</span>. <span class="hps">Skopsolemie</span> <span class="hps">Akuta</span> <span class="hps">Rakiensis</span>. <span class="hps">Ride on</span>! <span class="hps">Und</span> <span class="hps">zu versuchen,</span> <span class="hps">die Schallmauer zu durchbrechen</span> <span class="hps">zurück</span>. <span class="hps">Die maximale Zeit</span> <span class="hps">Nightseeing</span>. <span class="hps">Aber das ist</span>, warum sie <span class="hps">auf Tour</span> <span class="hps">sind</span>.</span>afterfloodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00915497080242296546noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346571022740920144.post-87165042747952956092012-06-28T16:04:00.001+02:002012-07-03T15:00:52.427+02:00Kavadarci - Sofia<div style="text-align: left;">
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Back home in Macedonia we are welcomed by one of the most delicious fish ever: The Yummy Ohrid Trout. Served in a small restaurant just behind the border and right on the beach of this fantastic lake. At this time we can't know yet that tonight it gets even wilder. The director of the cultural festival in Kavardaci invites us to a bar with local veggie food and rakia after our concert.<br />
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We played on a big square in front of the municipal building of the city. Hundreds of people, many young folks and also a lot of kids. Two local bands and big fun! It was the warmup party for the festival this weekend. Our hotel is insane, nice rooms and huge pool. But better not to swim in it after the daily dose of chlore got poured in. Our friends from the local festival crew bring us a bottle of self made rakia. Perfect day. Fala! Good night.<br />
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Again we start early today, it's quite a distance to Sofia. And again
borderwork to do. Waiting. Having chit chat and giving away CDs to the
border police. Non EU / EU paperwork. ATA carnet documents, stamps. What
that is? You don't wanna know. Somehow we always mangae to make it in
time. Even without the stolen number plate. One hour time distance and
rush hour in Sofia break our neck. We arrive late at the radio station
and later at the club. Technical problems keep us busy until five
minutes before the show. But we have to start in time cause the concert
is broadcasted live in the whole country! So no enjoying the nice old
cinema, no chilling and coming down. No food, no beers! Result: A fuckin
great show and a crazy audience. Thanx guys for showin up. Superiako!<br />
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After all our stuff is back in the van we have some free minutes for the first time that day. Some of us go straight to their beds, some made a small nightseeing tour in the capital. Costa and some nice people from around show us the chilled out side of the town. Great relaxing end of an exhausting day. Tomorrow we have to get up early again. Next date in the radio station in Skopje waits for us.<br />
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<br />afterfloodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00915497080242296546noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346571022740920144.post-42005904244015519612012-06-27T10:34:00.000+02:002012-06-27T10:34:18.361+02:00Shtip - Struga - TiranaFor the third time we played Dom Na Mladi in Shtip, this year open air! Boshko, the owner of the club promised us to play another open air stage underneath a giant mushroom next time. There used to be big hippie festivals in the 80s. Boshko is still running the venue and doing a great job! Again we stayed at the Banja, thermal springs with 60°C hot water. Double relaxing when you're stoned and drunk.<br /><br />Next day we rushed all across Macedonia to arrive in Struga in time which didn't work out of course. There was a 100km bike race around lake Ohrid that is partly in Macedonia and Albania. We we were supposed to play after the winner celebration. Due to the first rain on our vacation we could not set up our equipment. Just when we decided that our instruments don't mix so well with thunderstorms the weather turned better. Too bad it was already late to start building up.<br /><br />So we made the stage clear for a famous Deutsche Schlager band called 'Elbtalherzen' (Video coming soon!). They need only very few equipment and the music goes very well with thunder and lightning. Their concert was great, Struga's people loved the Bratwurst Beats! Though we were a little sad to miss out a show we enjoyed a great evening at the lakeside and celebrated our first off-day with new friends and local drinks. <br /><br />Because of missing signs along the racetrack there are still bikers cycling around the area. If you see one of 'em they will be very glad if you can help to find the way back to Struga.<br /><br />We all were as excited as can be about Albania. None of us has been in the country before and especially Tirana was calling for us. Incredible to describe with words. The only city with a 'George W. Bush' boulevard we've been to. Julietta, Rubin and the Tirana Ekspres crew welcomed us very nicely and we felt like coming home instantly.<br />
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The backstage was huge because again it was open air. We even had cows there! Still crazier: The stage was built on three bunkers that were turned upside down. Some crazy dictator called Enver Hoxha put 700 000 of em across the whole country in the last century. We love this country! See you next year!afterfloodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00915497080242296546noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346571022740920144.post-60013150344314569122012-06-25T19:43:00.001+02:002012-06-25T19:43:12.589+02:00Just arrivedin Tirana... incredible! Good pictures come soon, here are the stupid ones:<br />
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<span id="goog_1162190630"></span><span id="goog_1162190631"></span>afterfloodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00915497080242296546noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346571022740920144.post-75179131112041364822012-06-25T10:55:00.000+02:002012-07-03T14:53:24.266+02:00Babylon Translator One<span class="" id="result_box" lang="de"><span class="hps">Deutsch - English - </span></span><span class="" id="result_box" lang="de"><span class="hps"> Macedonian - Deutsch</span></span><br />
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<span class="" id="result_box" lang="de"><b><span class="hps">Informationsschalter</span> <span class="hps">Demenz sind</span> <span class="hps">fließend.</span></b> <span class="hps">Schorsch</span> <span class="hps">versuchte</span> <span class="hps">bereits</span> <span class="hps">mit dem Mittagessen</span> <span class="hps">in der mazedonischen</span> <span class="hps">Dinar für</span><span class="hps">.</span> <span class="hps">zahlen</span> <span class="hps">die schönsten</span> <span class="hps">Urlaubserlebnisse</span> <span class="hps">werden</span> <span class="hps">im gleichen Umfang</span> <span class="hps">wie</span> <span class="hps">den verblassenden</span> <span class="hps">Erinnerungen an ihre</span> <span class="hps">kondensiert.</span> <span class="hps">sie</span> <span class="hps">entkommen</span> <span class="hps">unser Gehirn</span> <span class="hps">wie unsere einheimischen</span> <span class="hps">Bier</span> <span class="hps">Poren.</span> <span class="hps">Keine</span> <span class="hps">Pinkelpausen</span>! <span class="hps">Einfach</span> <span class="hps">vergessen!</span> <span class="hps">Büchi</span> <span class="hps">nahm</span> <span class="hps">Gehe</span> <span class="hps">in heißem Wasser in</span> <span class="hps">kalten</span> <span class="hps">Harald</span>: Angeln <span class="hps">in Stip</span> <span class="hps">und</span> <span class="hps">Ohrid-See</span> <span class="hps">an einem Tag!</span> <span class="hps">Da</span> <span class="hps">kann es manchmal </span><span class="hps">ausarten</span>, <span class="hps">dass</span> <span class="hps">Sie ein Konzert</span> <span class="hps">spielen</span> <span class="hps">zu vergessen.</span> <span class="hps">Lösung für heute</span>: <span class="hps">Ich weiß nicht,</span> <span class="hps">noch nichts.</span></span> <br />
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<span class="" id="result_box" lang="en"><b><span class="hps">Tour</span> <span class="hps">dementia are</span> <span class="hps">gradual</span>.</b> <span class="hps">Schorsch</span> <span class="hps">tried</span> <span class="hps">already with</span> <span class="hps">lunch</span> <span class="hps">in Macedonian</span> <span class="hps">dinars</span> <span class="hps">for</span> <span class="hps">pay the</span> <span class="hps">most beautiful</span> <span class="hps">holiday</span> <span class="hps">experiences are</span> <span class="hps">condensed</span> <span class="hps">to the same extent</span> <span class="hps">as the</span> <span class="hps">fading</span> <span class="hps">memories</span> <span class="hps">of her.</span> <span class="hps">they </span><span class="hps">escape</span> <span class="hps">our</span> <span class="hps">brains</span> <span class="hps">as</span> <span class="hps">our</span> <span class="hps">local</span> <span class="hps">beer</span> <span class="hps">pores.</span> <span class="hps">No more</span> <span class="hps">pee</span> <span class="hps">breaks</span>! <span class="hps">Just</span> <span class="hps">forget</span>! <span class="hps">Buchi</span> <span class="hps">took </span><span class="hps">Jump in</span> <span class="hps">hot</span> <span class="hps">water</span> <span class="hps">in cold</span> <span class="hps">Harald</span><span class="">:</span> <span class="hps">Fishing in</span> <span class="hps">Stip</span> <span class="hps">and Ohrid</span> <span class="hps">Lake in</span> <span class="hps">one</span> <span class="hps">day!</span> <span class="hps">Because</span> <span class="hps">it can</span> <span class="hps">sometimes </span><span class="hps">degenerate</span>, that <span class="hps">you forget to</span> <span class="hps">play a</span> <span class="hps">concert.</span> <span class="hps">Solution</span> <span class="hps">for today</span>: I <span class="hps">do not know</span> <span class="hps">anything</span> <span class="hps">yet.</span></span><br />
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<span class="" id="result_box" lang="mk"><b><span class="hps">На Тур</span> <span class="hps">деменцијата се</span> <span class="hps">постепено</span>.</b> <span class="hps">Schorsch</span> <span class="hps">обиде</span> <span class="hps">веќе</span> <span class="hps">со</span> <span class="hps">ручек во</span> <span class="hps">македонски</span> <span class="hps">српски</span> <span class="hps">динари</span> <span class="hps">за</span><span class="hps">.</span> <span class="hps">плати</span> <span class="hps">Најубавото</span> <span class="hps">празник</span> <span class="hps">искуства се</span> <span class="hps">кондензирана</span> <span class="hps">во иста мера</span> <span class="hps">како</span> <span class="hps">исчезнува</span> <span class="hps">спомени</span> <span class="hps">од неа.</span> <span class="hps">тие </span><span class="hps">избега</span> <span class="hps">нашиот мозок</span> <span class="hps">како на локално</span> <span class="hps">пиво</span> <span class="hps">нашите</span> <span class="hps">пори.</span> <span class="hps">Нема повеќе</span> <span class="hps">паузи</span> <span class="hps">пишам</span>! <span class="hps">Само</span> <span class="hps">заборави</span>! <span class="hps">Buchi</span> <span class="hps">зеде </span><span class="hps">Скокни</span> <span class="hps">во топла</span> <span class="hps">вода</span> <span class="hps">во ладна</span> <span class="hps">Харалд</span>: <span class="hps">Риболов во</span> <span class="hps">Штип и</span> <span class="hps">Охридското Езеро во</span> <span class="hps">еден ден!</span> <span class="hps">Бидејќи тоа може да</span> <span class="hps">понекогаш дури и </span><span class="hps">дегенерира,</span> <span class="hps">дека</span> <span class="hps">сте заборавиле да</span> <span class="hps">играат</span> <span class="hps">концерт.</span> <span class="hps">Решение за</span> <span class="hps">денес:</span> <span class="hps">јас не знам ништо</span> <span class="hps">сеуште.</span></span> <br />
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<b>Die Tourdemenz setzt allmählich ein.</b> Schorsch versucht im mazedonischen Imbiss schon mal mit serbischen Dinar zu bezahlen. Die wundervollsten Urlaubserlebnisse verdichten sich im selben Maß wie die Erinnerungen daran verblassen. Sie entrinnen unseren Gehirnen wie das hiesige Bier unseren Poren. Keine Pinkelpausen mehr! Just forgot! Buchi wagte den Sprung ins heiße Wasser, Harald ins kalte: Thermalbad in Shtip und Ohrid See an einem Tag! Da kann es auch schon mal verkommen, dass man vergisst ein Konzert zu spielen. Losung für heute: Ich weiß noch nichts.<br />
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After a nice show in a small club in Kragujevac on thursday (Thanx a lot Filip!) we played the Balkan Streets
Festival in Vranje yesterday. Another first for us: An open air concert that was inside a house! Well ok, it was
actually in the backyard and you had to walk through the house to get there. But you couldn't see any sky or green
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A couple of bands from Serbia, Croatia and the NEDs played a great mix from Thrash Metal to Singer/Songwriter style. We
played a short set, made some crazy interviews and met some friends from the Music Without Borders project. Actually we
wanted to meet our bandfriend and papa of Kulturaktiv Mirko at the festival and pick him up for the rest of PSV2012.
Too bad he had to stay in Germany and couldn't join us. Cheers Mirko!<br />
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At 3AM some dull metalheads decided that we need only one number plate for the bus. He also lent the mercedes star from
our trunk. Strange, I always thought that's more something for Hip Hoppers. Anyway, he gave us his facebook contact and
fingerprints. Thanks a lot asshole for hours of senseless waiting instead of going to the thermal springs in shtip! <br />
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border to the hollowed land: Makedonia here we come!<br />
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<br />afterfloodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00915497080242296546noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6346571022740920144.post-69284623879238066332012-06-22T01:54:00.001+02:002012-06-25T11:04:50.971+02:00Number 1 One IDid we already mention the enormous weather? Our cellar tanned bodies were screaming for sun and 35 degrees in the shade. We can already feel the palm trees growing here. Soaking wet we arrived at the Kulturni Dom of the Studentski Grad wednesday afternoon. It was the first time people were dancing and sitting on their seats at the same time. We didn't know that this is possible. Great audience here in Belgrade! The people understood our not so good (only two words) serbian very well. So in return we taught them some german words like 'Hui' and 'Jeah'. Still it was a big mistake to organize a seated concert. The air was burning during the show. After a couple of songs the students tore the wooden banks apart and threw them around. Fortunately the local police academy was nearby. The boys and girls had a tough job to hold back the groupies from smothering the bandmembers. At the end we had to play one encore after the other to calm down the raging crowd of ca. 500 people! After all there very friendly to us.<br />
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Belgrade's nightlife could offer great spots that had nothing to do with water though it sounded like it. The 'island' is easy to reach without swimming. It's a small piece of green bedded between highway 72 and highway 63. The 'fountain' is also a great place to sit because it's as dry as a bone. No water here as well. At least the kiosk round the corner doesn't give a damn about prohibition and sells alcohol even after 10pm. It opens every morning at zero o' clock and closes midnight. The appartments were great but after this great night only half of us were able to get there.<br />
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