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Monday, April 6, 2009

Gary Moore

Perhaps some of you know this minor key, explosive and vivid guitar player who for more than twenty something years makes that Gibson Les Paule (I think) guitar cry and weep in blues rythm...

I just recommend listen to this passionate and extrovert guitarist.

Listen here its "Still got the Blues" masterpiece.



This is that kind of song that no matter how old, it just sticks to you...at least is what happened to me more tham 7 years ago... That guitar solo is just amazing and the vibe of the song overhelming.

This second song "Parisian Walkways", well, is hard to descrbe the emotional charge that contains, especially when listened in a mild lightened environment enjoying a good glass of wine and a smoke...

If don't have the "logistics" for the previous scenario, just close your eyes, rise the speaker/headphone volume and enjoy 6 minutes of relaxation.

Enjoy:

Monday, January 12, 2009

For the love of God....

I love guitar playing, this is my hobby upon which I have already wrote some posts awhile ago. From times to times I feel like strumming my guitar with friends, remembering the good old days and having a lot of fun... I have beautiful memories about playing and a lot of stories to tell - the concerts, the adventures, the recordings, the fame :)
I would like to share my passion on guitar playing by posting a bit some excellent quality guitar performances.

Today:

Steve Vai...this guy is more than awesome when it comes to caressing a guitar. For him, the guitar is a natural extension of his and you don't have to take my word for it, just watch these two version of his masterpiece "For the love of God" breathtaking indeed...

this one is from 2005 with the Holland Metropole Orchestra


and this one is played almost ten years earlier during the G3 tour (well get to that later)


And as a bonus: the tender surrender

Thursday, September 27, 2007

Nopti Albe...

Pentru cei care nu stiau, eu si cativa prieteni ne-am facut trupa. Nopti Albe Asta acum 7-8 ani si de atunci am tot cantat, vreo trei ani saptamanal in barurile din Craiova, festivaluri, prin orasele mari vecine, ba chiar si la Callatis - pentru cine stie ce e aia :). Acum ne-am cam imprastiat, dar nici prietenii si nici pasiunea pentru muzica "apa nu se face"...din cand in cand mai bagam cate ceva, si, "cica" o sa mai performam iar in week-enduri SUPEER!!!

Alex, care se pare ca se cam plictiseste pe la birou a facut un profil pe myspace. Sunt acolo si cateva melodii. Si aici este primul nostru videoclip, am inregistrat la imprimari, dar la filmari eram deja in Franta, asa ca...io nu-s fizic, doar auditiv - ala cu chitara :)

Wednesday, March 28, 2007

Spice up your life


Nu poti sa creezi fara un mediu propice: o foaie alba de hartie sau, dupa caz, un new page in word, lumina potrivita de pe fereastra sau din monitor, si un fond muzical care sa desavarseasca mood-ul...
Acest Purice si Armata lui au creat o muzica universala si ca stare si ca stil; e imposibil sa nu gasesti o piesa "pe sufletul tau" in repertoriul lor... Iata o Armata de Purici saltareti, plini de viata si talent care stiu sa faca din pasiunea lor o munca bine facuta si din munca lor o pasiune... Iar Flea este unul dintre putinii basisti albi cu koaye.

Monday, March 19, 2007

Cea mai tare chitara din lume

Un bun prieten al meu (Silviu) are o vorba: "O chitara care nu e lovita nu are personalitate." Si sunt intru totul de acord. Fiecare zgarietura, fiecare semn are o poveste de spus, o amintire, pana la urma, o parte din viata noastra... De multe ori vedeam chitaristi celebri cu niste chitari jerpelite, lovite, vai de mama lor si nu intelegeam cum de, la banii lor, nu le schimbau...dar acum cand privesc chitara aia mica, cu corzi de plastic cumparata din bursa mea de liceean - prima mea chitara - pe care am compus toate cantecele mele si pe care am avut-o peste tot cu mine - chiar si in Franta, si am carat-o dupa mine din Dijon pana in Corsica, ii inteleg pe deplin. Nu as putea sa o dau niciodata. E amarata, lovita, cu griful muncit, dar e a mea si e CEA MAI TARE CHITARA DIN LUME...
pentru mine