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I was a kid, a drum kit with two bins and a cymbal, sticks held together with tape. With 4 microphones connected to the mixer.
A bass with a crooked neck tuned like a guitar.
A good guitar if maybe it had played by itself.
Vocals were not a problem, we just mumbled anyway.
A keyboard that no one knew how to play.
A small sampler, the sounds were born.
Stolen pedal board, with all effects to the max and all microphones connected. 16-track analog mixer with everything in and a 16-channel cassette recorder connected to a PC program.
Super Simpson and Wine.
We wanted to be My Bloody Valentine.
We played for hours on acid and kept a theme for hours. Sweat you could smoke.
We listened to the fruits of our efforts after days,
Fantastic, they would tell us what is this noise, but it was our soul. We never managed to repeat a good idea.
Then I heard bands like Amon Düül I, "Ufo" by Guru Guru, to say.
That's when I understood the true meaning of "MUSIC".
Expressing oneself, sweating, shouting, being with friends. Saying NO.
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