Scrierile mele despre viaţă: Alternative rock

6/25/11

Alternative rock

M-am reindragostit de Foo Fighters...si nu doar de Dave Grohl...ci, de noul album, al saptelea, numit " Wasting light".
Este un album simplu, dar complex, pur-rock, fara apel la alte genuri... Cum sa nu iubesc muzica rock si cum sa nu ma intorc mereu la ea ? Am incercat sa ascult si alte genuri, dar prima iubire nu o poti uita... Imi aduc aminte cum am crescut, am invatat, am iubit, am plans si am visat cu ea alaturi... Este ca o ploaie de vara, care s-a pornit acum, dar care imi ramane in suflet si minte, fara sa am dorinta sa o sterg...

Pe cei de FF i-am descoperit acum multi ani cand am primit in dar un album de-al lor...Se intampla prin 1997, cand primeam " The colour and the shape". Am inceput sa descifrez usor acorduri, versuri, iar piesa " Walking after you" m-a captivat atunci ca si acum, cand o ascult ore in sir, fara sa ma plictisesc...cred ca de aici reiese genialitatea trupei.

Le-am urmarit pe parcursul anilor evolutia si mereu am avut cuvinte de lauda la adresa lor, iar fata de alte band-uri de gen, nu au dezamagit si astfel au confirmat mereu asteptari. Inca imi doresc sa-i ascult live in Romania si daca nu se va intampla, sper sa ii vad anul viitor intr-un concert din Europa.

De ce spun ca retraiesc acel sentiment din urma cu multi ani ? Motivul este simplu...piesa " Walk". Iubesc linia melodica, versurile sunt perfecte, iar interpretarea live...geniala.

Un top 5 ar arata astfel:

1. "I should have known"

2. " Cold day in the sun"

3. " Best of you"

4. " Learn to fly"

5. "Let it die"

Iubiti-va formatiile dragi, mereu... Nu uitati cum erati cand nu stiati de ele si cum sunteti cand stiti de muzica lor...

"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.”