tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-259723692011-04-22T00:21:15.189+02:00Curious pictures about music, songs and the great moments of rock and roll.poxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00519713729520139174noreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25972369.post-1144969719476350912006-04-14T00:51:00.000+02:002006-04-14T01:10:45.876+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/2719/1600/subterranean_homesick_juice.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/2719/400/subterranean_homesick_juice.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>...of folk rock came when Mr. Dylan began listening to the voices in his brain to Mr. Lennon's whispers, hearing "hello man, <span style="font-style: italic;">this</span> is rock". He took a deep breath and blew his acoustic trademarks to the darkest corner of his room in order to hang the ever-recognizable gun of the rock'n'rollers to his neck: the Electric Guitar. After performing in Newport, '65 he got nothing more from the otherwise respectable public than whistle, damn and best wishes to go around somewhere else, not a folk festival. I remember, I heard this song first time on the MTV in a 24/7 bar near to my best friend's flat at about 2:00AM. I was 20 or 22. It became immadiately my favourite.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25972369-114496971947635091?l=rrhob.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>poxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00519713729520139174noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25972369.post-1144869442186079672006-04-12T21:08:00.000+02:002006-04-14T00:49:11.860+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/2719/1600/we_are_the_champignons.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/2719/400/we_are_the_champignons.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>...of the hard rock's flagship, I never liked Queen. It was rather about masquarade than real music for me. They took a curious name, a more curious leader (I have to admit: with a great throat!), and put two glam-flavoured albums on the market. After this came the business, fireing them to the heaven.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25972369-114486944218607967?l=rrhob.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>poxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00519713729520139174noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25972369.post-1144868608512616032006-04-12T20:55:00.000+02:002006-04-17T00:37:25.926+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/2719/1600/steinway_to_heaven.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5207/2719/400/steinway_to_heaven.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>...of this pretty old band, I gathered confidence to create this... er... hommage. Zep always made me sober in the mornings with a cup of coffee and a cigarette when I usually sat on my desk staring at the door in front of me, and listened to Jimmy's riffs.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold; font-family:arial; font-size:78%;">Led Zeppelin: </span><span style="font-weight:normal; font-style:italic; font-family:arial; font-size:78%;">Stairway to Heaven</span><br><span style="font-weight:normal; font-family:arial; font-size:78%;">First published on album </span><span style="font-weight:bold; font-family:arial; font-size:78%;">'Untitled'</span><span style="font-weight:normal; font-family:arial; font-size:78%;"> in </span><span style="font-weight:bold; font-family:arial; font-size:78%;">1971</span><br><span style="font-weight:normal; font-family:arial; font-size:78%;">More info: </span><span style="font-weight:bold; font-family:arial; font-size:78%;"><a href="http://www.ledzeppelin.com/" target="_blank">http://www.ledzeppelin.com/</a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25972369-114486860851261603?l=rrhob.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>poxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00519713729520139174noreply@blogger.com0