Jazzy

The noise is beautiful, but if you cannot compare it to the opposite then you won’t admire it enough. For such occasions we have here a musical music such as jazz. This time free jazz, a important lubricant in between our sharp waves.
This jazzy rhythms were recorder again on moo-cow. I know it’s becoming tiresome but what can  do they all where so active that even after a month we still have enough music to publish.

I’m sorry guys but I do not, really remember all names those who participated on this Jam. Here are some of them, Vlado Micenko, Erik Sikora, and three others. If you have better memory or you recognize them by what they play, let a note in the discussion.

http://monkeyontheorb.org/data/001-vlado-micenko-NO-DRUMS.mp3

Václav Magid

The only thing I can say about this guy is an expression.
Deep, cruel,  Deep, cruel,  Deep, cruel,  Deep, cruel,  Deep, cruel,  Deep, cruel,  Deep, cruel,  Deep, cruel,  Deep, cruel,  Deep, cruel,  Deep, cruel,  Deep, cruel,  Deep, cruel,  Deep, cruel,  Deep, cruel,  Deep, cruel,  Deep, cruel,  Deep, cruel,  Deep, cruel,  Deep, cruel,  Deep, cruel,  Deep, cruel,  Deep, cruel,  Deep, cruel,  Deep, cruel, and deep and all that on guitar.

Miszu

Speaking of Miszu‘s sound concepts and visual ones he can be described as a minimalist. This cannot be said about his technological solutions. He is one of those who like to have everything with “low level control” which requires hours and hours of staring in to a monitor plus hours and hours ironing and coding.
The spent time seams to be one of the basic element of all work of his. Whether it is coding or monotonic work such as scraping a sheet of metal by screw driver or practising on acoustic guitar.

This time on moo-cow Mischu will perform is toque flamenco fired by a super duper what ever looper he is coding now.
This gona be melancholic, fast and contemporary with deep classical roots.

Nothing Else Matters

I know you’ll love it as i do. Nothing else matters, is just grate.
All people I know but one weird girl love that song from unknown band Metallica. This time it was in Vienna and you can only guess, but be sure you won’t get the slight idea how this song can sound in this case. So imagine as my friend says everyday billion-times when she introduces the catacombs under the Naples So imagine small room, bunch of Austrians drinking a beer and wine as well, watching the landscape on the picture of say 8 feet’s wide. Infront of the picture sits a oldy with two neck guitar and say classic blond woman in her fort… ok the age doesn’t matter…nothing else matters man, just listen you won’t miss it.