| Oct. 8th, 2004 @ 12:17 pm I've had a dream. A ZomboiZ dream! |
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Rotting Face: Skull-rocked out
Rotting Tune: Highway Symphony From Outside My Door
It started as a rehearsal.
We were discussing how the drums really are the core of the Zomboi experience as the two drummers sat behind their respective sets, preparing to play. We were off to one side of the stage, in an area in which, had an audience been present, we would be out of sight. The first drum set was black and positivelly gigantic. It began to sound like a monster in the night, basses following closelly behind. Slowly, the beat picked up and in came the second drummer's sound, more refined and rythmic, beat out of a smaller, white drumset. The sound of 2 rock guitars added itself to the fray. I could not see any of the string performers though, simply me, Alex, Ben and the drummers.
Anyway, Benjamin jumped on stage, banging his head to the music and began to do his thing. I follow him and start dropping some beats to make it seem as if there's a DJ scratching to the music. He was singing, and from his singing I could tell it was a dream because I couldn't hear what he was saying, except for a bit of humming along to the music, but then words started to take shape as my mind started improvising. Anyway, it wasn't a complete song, but the tune of it was down and it was awesome. His voice was quite melodic and of the few words that were actually come up with all I can remember is: "But I'm broken, underneath".
Anyway, he launches into the chorus and in I jump in to take care of the second verse. I'm the rapper. The rap had a few more actual lyrics than the chorus and first verse and they rocked...... But I've forgotten all of them. Oh well. I notice the stage is darker now. In fact, it had been darkening all through Ben's part.
And now lights come on and start to shine on us, coloured jells first, but we graduate to whites and spotlights as Alex jumps on stage, completelly pumped and wearing a pair of Oakley shades. He jumps right into his part after Ben's chorus. He's the screamer. And he's into it. And as he spits his first syllable I see a crowd slowly materializing the rehearsal space, which is quickly becoming a packed arena. And he takes their breath away!
Then we launch, all three of us, into a bridge, Ben and Alex singing the same thing at the same time, one screaming and one singing. The combination sounds awesome. I'm droping beats in the backgroud again. I guess we can't afford an actuall DJ, lol. Then again we don't have guitar or bass players on stage either, although I can clearly hear their music. Anyway, we then go into a final chorus, Ben singing, me now humming, trying to sound like cellos and orchestral strings. Then Alex starts to scream and I to rap furiously over him as the drums get louder and louder and the bass and guitars attempt to keep up and we end it with a final explosive crash of instruments and vocal cords!
The Zomboiz are here! Undead and unnescapable! You can no longer keep us down! |
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