Scrierile mele despre viaţă: Suie

10/4/10

Suie

Suie Paparude revine cu un nou album ce poate fi descarcat gratis de pe site-ul lor oficial. In timpurile in care lumea nu mai cumpara, din pacate, albume de muzica, cei trei s-au decis sa opreasca putin pirateria si sa ofere albumul spre ascultare fanilor. Piesele au fost cantate in concerte si acum pot fi ascultate si acasa.
Cand Junkyard a plecat, am stiut ca nu va mai fi la fel...insa, formatia a evoluat, chiar daca melodiile din trecut raman cele mai bune. Cezar continua sa faca muzica solo si tot ce publicat pana acum, este minunat.
Pentru mine, raman unice piesele vechi precum "Marajkee", "Impreuna", "Tobacco road", " Pentru inimi", "Armada verbala", "Cu zambetul pe buze"... ultima fiind pur si simplu, geniala. Cineva spunea ca cei 3 ar fi niste "cardiologi ai sunetului"...poate e mult spus, dar cred ca exprimarea nu este departe de adevar ...

Noul material, intitulat " E suflet in aparat", merita descarcat si chiar cumparat pentru ca este inovativ, vine cu o alta abordare Suie si nu seamana cu ce au lansat pana acum..in afara de interpretarea solistului ce aduce cu cea a lui Cezar... Dar, acestea sunt detalii...muzica de calitate va conta mereu, indiferent de formule.
Recomand piesa " O noapte mai lunga"...unica, linie melodica frumoasa, iar versurile sunt interesante.

Single-ul care va fi in promovare de acum incolo este : "Alain Delon"... genial :)

"If it doesn't come bursting out of you in spite of everything, don't do it. Unless it comes unasked out of your heart and your mind and your mouth and your gut, don't do it. If you have to sit for hours staring at your computer screen or hunched over your typewriter searching for words, don't do it. If you're doing it for money or fame, don't do it. If you're doing it because you want women in your bed, don't do it. If you have to sit there and rewrite it again and again, don't do it. If it's hard work just thinking about doing it, don't do it. If you're trying to write like somebody else, forget about it. If you have to wait for it to roar out of you, then wait patiently. If it never does roar out of you, do something else. If you first have to read it to your wife or your girlfriend or your boyfriend or your parents or to anybody at all, you're not ready. Don't be like so many writers, don't be like so many thousands of people who call themselves writers, don't be dull and boring and pretentious, don't be consumed with self-love. The libraries of the world have yawned themselves to sleep over your kind. Don't add to that. Don't do it. Unless it comes out of your soul like a rocket, unless being still would drive you to madness or suicide or murder, don't do it. Unless the sun inside you is burning your gut, don't do it. When it is truly time, and if you have been chosen, it will do it by itself and it will keep on doing it until you die or it dies in you. There is no other way. And there never was." - Charles Bukowski

“Sit down. Inhale. Exhale. The gun will wait. The lake will wait. The tall gall in the small seductive vial will wait will wait: will wait a week: will wait through April. You do not have to die this certain day. Death will abide, will pamper your postponement. I assure you death will wait. Death has a lot of time. Death can attend to you tomorrow. Or next week. Death is just down the street; is most obliging neighbor; can meet you any moment. You need not die today. Stay here–through pout or pain or peskyness. Stay here. See what the news is going to be tomorrow. Graves grow no green that you can use. Remember, green’s your color. You are Spring.”