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So
there we are again.... Tales from the crypt - 2nd chapter... Although
our weeping willows tonight are little more handsome, as the one's
recently (see Review
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whether it is the look or the muscial aspect. And once again we get a
happy foursome served on silver plate, dark, sad and going for the
slogan: tonigh we bury our humour for lust and joy of life and party at
the chilly atmosphere at our Backstage graveyard... Off we go, and the
funeral dinner is served with a starter at 7 p.m.
To be honest, I
have to think for quite a few minutes in the beginning, whether our
frontbird of these nightshadow plants is male or female here. At the
first vampire glimpse this is not quite clear. Dun' know, whether this
is a matter of purpose, or a thing of mother nature. But one thing is
for sure, our saddies from bella Italia are proving, that this country
doesn't just export Eros Ramazotti, but also has got some offers in the
subcultural darkscene. You've gotta give Dope Stars Inc one thing,
they have already contributed music to the 3 soundtracks to the SAW
movies, which probably has earned them some cash and improved the
individual reputation. Actually, Castus, Cerberus and Po..... oh sorry,
of course it's tar, Synthesizers, Drum Machine; La
Nuit: Guitar, Live Backing Vocals; Darin Yevonde: Bass, Live Backing
Vocals.) ei(Victor Love: Producer, Vocals, Guin a threesome. But as you
can't play 3 instruments at once on a live stage, they have employed an
additional drummer and keyboardist.(please don't ask me for their names)
Musically they are going exactly for the genre, only the voice hasn't
got the usual dark timbre, but rather a tenor high C or even D. Ciao and Arrividerci bello
mio... and more about our nightowls here, you find at:
PS:
bet, that most people, who don't speak latin, still pronounce the band
name wrong?! Anyway, I remember very well one of this group's appearance
quite a while ago, when their frontman sailed down the stage intot he
pit, straight onto my right shoulder. Jesus wept.... I truly heard the
angels singing, that moment. - But meanwhile this risk is banned,
because tonight's frontman is a bit younger and listen's to the name Rob
Vitacca. To be honest, this boy with his neat cap could easily be the
recarnation of Ville Valo of HIM, or at least his little brother. But
Finland is far away. And our eye apple here is obviously german. So
there is not much chance of a relation between those two. Over all, this second party from the twilight zone, are going well down on the audiance. And their refreshing espirit enjoys all 600 black souls of an exclusive zombie culture, who have gathered here tonight. Well done.
And the tales from the crypt have been extended for one more chapter. All gloryfied things are three, that's what we use to say so, and most of all internationally. After sunny Italy and our home country Germany, it's not the swedish gothich culture coming along. Whereby I have to say, that these attractive dukes of the mitnight hour have got a big ego. Maybe because of the fact, that the Deathstars are almost home here, coming back in a frequent routine. It seems, they do like it here and they feel very well. And it's not only the music, but also the deathstar' fashionline, what they have some fans for, exspecially what's up to the hat. Apart from that there is this morbid paleness dominating the scenery. Well that one is probably a matter of purpose to practice the right style tongiht. I don't think, I have to introduce this swedish sunnyboys anymore. Eight Years and three albums later, they are celebrating here a black and white service including tons of deep C's and D's produced by Andy Bergh, a.k.a. Whiplasher etc. - visually underlined by the bright silhouette of Jonas kangur a.k.a. Skinny Disco. This 4 strings axeman is going for a very thin shape, and next to his musical duties, he's doing a site job by acting as the stage aircondition with at least 3 roundabouts in one seconds. Respect! The wast of calories must be enormous. No surprise, that our bass zombie doesn't put any fat on. In each case, Karl Lagerfeld would luv Skinny's shape, which seems to be perfect for the Paris model scene. But in the end it is Emil Nödtveidt, a.ka. Nightmare Industries, who's the fave of a female nightowls. No surprise, as noone is posing so sexy as him. (see right pic below): The Deathstars are taking every advantage they can manage within their underworld appearance, and they receive a lot of luv from the crowd. The selfconfidence is rising even higher on the personal depri scale from 1 - 666. And I must admit, I'm also positively impressed again of the swedish black charming sexappeal. Only one little thing.... I can't avoid the feeling that some of the musical performance is some magic produced by something else. But
well, leave it. Most important is the fact, that our nightshadow
butterflies have won yet another few points in their popularity. And
they sure have done this. And last but not least
we get to the last light on the nighttrain, and I'm truly worried about
my generell musical knowledge. Because But to
be honest, I've never heard about them before, not even the name... Has
this really gone by without notice, or is it my ignorance? I don't know.
The only answer I've got, is: you can't know everything, can you?! And
there is a first time for everything.So this show of Diary of Dreams is
my vampire christening.
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But if
you wanna know about Diary Of Dreams then go to: http://www.diaryofdreams.de/ And now I finally sail home to my comfi bed coffin..... |
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