Cinema Strange and my scene-related thoughts

Cinema Strange yesterday was fun. (Pictures to be posted later, please be patient.)

Emke and I drank some wine in the nearby park before we went in and talked about girly stuff, among many other things I revealed her the side-effects of my WGT-experience. *blush* Seeing our WGT-team esp. Alexxa was fun too… pretty much everybody still had the wristband on. The place itself -Kék Yuk that is- pretty small and I’m sure that in spite of the cheap tickets, there were no more than 50 paying guests… which is not much. The organizer must have paid through the nose, I guess… Major respect and hug to anybody who has the courage to promote any underground artists in this country. Anyway, to be completely honest, I did enjoy the first 30 minutes of the Cinema Strange gig, but it got a bit boring for me after a while. I suppose it’s because I’m not a sweaty-obsessed Cinema Strange-fan and their music is everything but versatile, or… perhaps I’d just been spoiled in the past few weeks/days. Note: I was in the fifth or sixth row which was also the last one.

The guys were really cool and friendly though, we did some “bandhunting” after they left the stage. It was easy to talk to them and they didn’t mind playing in such a shithole, so all in all my impressions are positive. =) We took five hundred pix -just wait, just wait- and I shared my leftover booze with that sexy bassist everybody admires (Daniel is his name, right?). :D Yeah, he does look good indeed (of course he is not a Ronan Harris, but nobody is perfect and you can’t have everything, I guess *blush*). The merchandise girl looked rather sad; I’m almost hundred-percently sure she hasn’t sold ANYTHING in Eastern Europe. Oh well, one of the disadvantages of living here: fat poverty, haha. *ironic smile*

Daniel, kinda taking a nap on stage in Berlin 2004 – photo by me

The afterparty was ok, although the music-spectrum was pretty narrow. We got some dancing done once we were there, but none of my überextra-favourite songs have been played… the venue closed around 4.30 or so, so we still went to drink with MollyFall, Gelka, Niki, Rivers, Binci and Árpi (now, fully recovered). Binci, frontman of the Hungarian “dark’n'roll” band Garden of Eden pissed me off to a major extent. He tried to convince me that real music equals music with instruments and nothing else, and I made an attempt to enlighten him that music has no boundaries and it fucking doesn’t matter HOW you actually make it, what kind of devices you use in the process of creating it, and there is no use in closing your mind when it comes to a subjective issue like music. The funny thing is that he kept telling me that I’m following mainstream trends for loving bands like Clan of Xymox, Crüxshadows, Das Ich and Deine Lakaien and that I belong to the kind of young chicks who love a cheesy band because of its pretty frontman. Haha. (And then I haven’t even told him about my current VNV-fixation and my crush on Ronan. *überblush* Hahaha. Don’t think he would ever understand any of these things in depth… or at all. Haha.) He cannot be fucking serious!!! I mean, I’ve known him for 6 years and have already liked the above-mentioned bands at that time, and the fact that I was open-minded enough to listen to To/Die/For, Charon, 69 Eyes etc. in his company doesn’t mean that having hair-extensions has turned me into a mainstream trendy arselicker. Nnna, no need to argue. Music is music and not a set of rules. I’m proud of my music taste yet accept that other people like other things. I consider myself to be a mature human being, nnnna. Enough said.

We got on the wrong tram and missed the first bus, so got home at 9 am or so. It was a nice evening and I definitely like thought-provoking discussions but I must admit: I can get easily insulted when it comes to my hardcore favourites. I’m just in the process of learning not to take others too seriously.