VELBLOUD

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!!!

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.

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!

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!

Dobry / Spatny

YES, we started. Mighty Bar was crazy. Marracash runs crazy. Ikebara. Profesor IKEBARA! Crazy!

Good News!

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!

Take the long way home

Friday, June 29th, 2012 Human Calendar, Earth time
0900    air condition doesn't work since days
1110    spaceship entering serbia
1111    friendly invitation to body control and spaceship shakedown
1313    border bloodshinks wave us goodbye
1315    full speed ahead 'Hollebolle IV' heads north towards Vukovar
1559    51 degrees inside the ship, crew needs drinks
1600    crossing Donau river in Belgrade
1743    crew waves serbia goodbye
1845    short stop in Vukovar
1846    25 degrees outside temperature, finally draught beer at the Donau beach

Saturday, June 30th, 2012 Human Calendar, Earth time
0700    alarms ring
0730    breakfast in a creepy café, coffee color: ivory
0830    liftoff again
1502    retirement celebration of 2nd Commander Bertotti at intergalactic gas station in Bratislava
2018    arrival in Chodov after 1000km driving
2100    fucking good to be in Czech Republic again
2145    memories fade

Sunday, July 1st, 2012 Human Calendar, Earth time
1230    hostinec!
1240    bad coffee again, band has to drink beer
1400    liftoff to 'Hollebolle IV's' final destination Eastpole, Dresden
1421    rain starts
1422    crossing German border
1433    waiting at the railroadtrack for the Bummelbahn of Oberwiesental
1435    waving Hello to German bloodshinks on the train
1448    17 degrees
1449    preparations for Balkan Tour 2013 start immediately

Nasdar!

Take the long way home!

10th Day

На десетиот ден од најниската точка. Недостаток на сон, стрес, километражата лудило. Дури и visob учествува во симптоматичен, скапани-сладок мирис. Премногу многу земји во премногу малку време. Премногу лоши-темпериран Канцеларијата Limited. И тие го направија во соопштението, без шунка српски крв. Неочекувано, на ансамблот е во третманот соба повторно. Порно шоу со гумени ракавици и униформи. Шап темпера. Затоа, нелегалната медицина ќе бидат вратени веднаш на загадувачот, со цел да коло сала. Граница е подобро отколку без секс.

On the tenth day of the nadir. Lack of sleep, stress, mileage madness. Even visob participates in the symptomatic, rotten-sweet smell. Too many countries in too little time. Too many bad-tempered Office Limited. And they have made ​​the statement without the ham Serbian blood. Unexpectedly, the ensemble is in the treatment room again. Porno show with rubber gloves and uniforms. Foot and Mouth distemper. Therefore, the illegal medicine will be returned promptly to the polluter in order to round hall. Limit is better than no sex. 

Am zehnten Tag der Tiefpunkt. Schlafmangel, Stress, Kilometerwahn. Sogar visob nimmt den symptomatischen, faul-süßlichen Geruch an. Zu viele Länder in zu wenig Zeit. Zu viele mies gelaunte Amtsbegrenzte. Und sie haben die Rechnung ohne die serbischen Blutschinken gemacht. Unverhofft findet sich das Ensemble im Behandlungszimmer wieder. Pornoshow mit Gummihandschuhen und Uniform. Maul- und Klauenstaupe. Deswegen wird die illegale Medizin auch prompt an die Verursacher zwecks Saalrunde zurückgegeben. Grenze ist besser als gar kein Sex.

Cows in Tirana (Backstage)

Jo and two fans in Dresden

Groupies in Shtip

All Inclusive

Next morning 50% of the bandmembers are still lost in time, the rest is lost in space. 30 minutes late we all meet punctually at the radio station and leave to Macedonia. This time the greedy border guy wants a cd AND a T-shirt for his daughter.

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.

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.

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!

8th Day

Eighth day. The Bandreude is getting worse. They had the cows. Despite exorbitant volume pool tiles are still swimming. There does not help anymore, excessive use of chlorine. Now they have forgotten to drink beer before the concert. Skopsolemie Akuta Rakiensis. Drive on! And try to break the sound barrier backwards. Maximum time for Nightseeing. But that's why they're on tour.

Осмиот ден од денот. На Bandreude се влошува. Тие имаа крави. И покрај прекомерен волумен базен плочки се уште пливање. Таму не помогне повеќе, прекумерна употреба на хлор. Сега тие имаат заборавено да се пие пиво пред концертот. Skopsolemie Akuta Rakiensis. Вози на! И да се обиде да се пробие на звучната бариера наназад. Максималното време за Nightseeing. Но, тоа е причината зошто тие се на турнеја.


Achter Tag. Die Bandreude verschlechtern. Sie hatten Kühe. Trotz der exorbitanten Volume-Pool Fliesen sind immer noch schwimmen. Es hilft nicht mehr, übermäßiger Einsatz von Chlor. Jetzt haben sie vergessen, Bier trinken vor dem Konzert. Skopsolemie Akuta Rakiensis. Ride on! Und zu versuchen, die Schallmauer zu durchbrechen zurück. Die maximale Zeit Nightseeing. Aber das ist, warum sie auf Tour sind.

Kavadarci - Sofia

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.

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.

Photo: Jana

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!

Photo: Jana

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.

Albania!

Shtip - Struga - Tirana

For 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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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!