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to see them come

I have a weird body. And not because I am sick, I altered spring, but it is not that alteration to which I refer. I have a strange feeling, as a prelude apocalyptic pile is that with both predicting the end of the world and I have been hit something (no longer expect or next year, now say it is in May and to make time have been made to the American tournée caravan to his countrymen celebrate the news, yes, they are Americans, needless to say but I do in case there some misled the public-).

What I said, from Japan my perception of reality, or the possible realities, seems to have changed. It is as if he had opened a door "and now what?". And what else was straight away with the fool on the hill Libya and what came later, added to the political, economic and social moment in my district in the world, going through my gigs, which begins to look like Big Brother , has been taking all looked so catastrophic that when today, in the subway, a man has cried a little odd before leaving to give him something accordionist were in the car because we all had to eat, for a second I had the strange sensation of being temporarily host a sports center with a bunch of strangers waiting for a snack.

Anyway, I have collected many things and none in particular, but I have the feeling that I have to rearrange my life in short (again) and, for that matter, maybe you should start to wonder give a turn, redirect, do not know. Sometimes I would go further and radically change of scene, if only for a while, unfortunately mortgages granted leave of absence ... so we have to reinvent themselves without leaving the neighborhood. Let's see what happens. I'll tell you. Sorry to keep you vomit this stuff dull, after the time it took to quiet, to see if I can have something interesting soon, I'm a little Take inspiration ...

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Jose Eduardo Matute: the repose of the warrior

At a concert at the University of Lima (I), Matute right deep in your guitar. Silvio accompanying and Mountain.

A tribute to a historical figure of our stage. Personally I had lost track of many years, those years of separation from the music and bands. Matute, however, never abandoned these principles, beliefs and secure in their convictions that made him one of the pioneers of underground rock and hardcore music in Peru. We met him in 1985, after which we encourage you to contact the national bands that we were amazed at Band Shell concert Salazar Park in Miraflores. Matute had left his phone number on a note of the Review Corner in announcing the publication of the Model No.1, of the four bands: Leuzemia , Zcuela Crrada , Urban Guerrilla and autopsy. We answered the phone and gave us his famous address jato on South Park Avenue in San Borja. Lateamos several times around with the Martian from Miraflores. There was a car stopped near us, had to throw just beat. Matute was not just a music retailer. He was identified with the hardcore and promoted in its own way: We recorded three songs and two Zcuela Leuzemia Crrada in the cassette of the Model, the rest is filled with songs of Guerrilla and Autopsy. "It's the best ..." told us ... and we shared his tastes.

gradually generated a closeness between us. We were never really friends, but I saw him frequently, as I got and sold music that few people had. A few months after we met, I told him that HC had formed a band with other leg. A Hooch his face lit up, he had sincere intentions to build a truly hardcore scene and because of that a few months later he called to invite us to play in December 1986. José Eduardo was our first port of passion that later became known as General Kaos. Blindly trusted us, we had no record and did not even have instruments to test. Then we maintained contact for several years. More than once our bands rehearsed together, with that sound raw and rabid Frontal Attack Silvio embodied so well in his voice. I really do not remember why Matute was never near the Jato Hardcore Barranco, and we met when he finished the first stage of General Kaos in 1989.

life, however, is full of ironies mysterious. On February 18, 2011 we had the opportunity to meet with José Eduardo in the concert of Zela Bar in downtown Lima. We arrived early and he was already there talking to a leg. I do not know if it was Raul and I went Coco's voice in the presence of local Matute. It was the opportunity to say hello after many years behind him, he still with that look of old warrior. In my hand was a copy of our Demo 2010, which gave her. That night we agreed to play together again in July or August, accepted gladly, and we noted on the agenda. Enter your phone number for contact and said goodbye. Now we wait for this reunion .... Thanks for Everything, José Eduardo.

See note " Last goodbye to Jose Eduardo Matute "

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What I will say now is not news to anyone. Do not expect any great revelation or anything more than something that the soul asked me out. Today already raised sad since yesterday, 11-M, black day. I remember vividly that morning when I found out at the bus stop 27, while waiting for the bus, that something big had happened in Madrid and, since it was an attack and that this is almost synonymous with ETA, all at the stop we attribute. Also remember everyone in the office was more aware of every minute of the events of his own work.

And, mind you, after all not going to be the anniversary of that day which dominates today, but on an entirely different reason, we are all awaiting another human catastrophe. Of this, at least, we can not be blamed for esta vez no ha sido el propio hombre el que ha provocado cientos (y mucho me temo que miles) de muertes. Precisamente por ello, porque estamos totalmente vendidos ante cualquier susto que la naturaleza nos quiera dar, yo, como la mayoría, se acuerda en estos momentos de que somos completamente insignificantes, de que nuestra vida, alrededor de la que gira todo nuestro universo, es exactamente igual que los cientos de centros de universos que ha arrastrado el agua sin ningún miramiento.

También hoy hemos estado pendientes de ello en el curro, quizás también porque nuestra empresa está muy relacionada con Japón y muchos de nuestros contactos se encuentran allí y, por lo tanto, también This was the track, plus two friends had to travel there next week and that is seen as the playground, do not believe (or want) to do so.

If there is one thing that I find especially in such tragic events is to see how victims struggle against his fate with the last hope for salvation, as the car that ran down a lonely road trying to escape from the wave to be pouncing on his right, trusting, or not, while you get from your house you could see clearly from the air and with more information than he, who had absolutely no chance, like Mr that from the top floor of one of the twin towers waving a handkerchief from the window, reminding the world that was there waiting to be rescued. I remember well that time because the first thing that came to mind was "you're dead", and the worst was that he did not know it and I do. That thought struck me and it was for me the most striking image of that day.

We sold and do not know. We believe that we control our lives and really depend on the whims of nature (or in many cases of nudges you have to stop acting as well). And now the thought of long before these cases, we can not complain, we can already give us an edge on the teeth because, after all, we are alive. But what do you want me to say? I suppose, that all our problems have absolutely no importance but personally I refuse to think that my life consists simply in not being dead.

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