Starting June with the engine running.

Three months after, IT'S DONE, our first studio quality EP is right out the oven, and it also soon will be available for y'all guys to pump the volume up your speakers.
It's been an awesome experience, and I'm absolutely sure that all of our massive work, all the hours spent inside a cabin playing or singing, it will all pay off somehow, specially if you guys appreciate our dedication and actually SING OUR SONGS and share them with your friends so our community keeps growing.
I love you all, I hope I'll have some more news, soon.

A quick one.

FUCKING HELLA BUSY WEEK I'M HAVING.
Right now my  laptop clock says that it is 12:01 am.
This is probably the only blog entry I'm gonna give you this week 'cause I'm EXTRA DAMN BUSY. Seriously, as I write this my eyes are doing their best to avoid I stay up late, but what the hell.
My social service program already started, despite all the trouble I went trying to actually find something decent and not absolutely boring to do. I got to go to college everyday, as always, as member of a supporting team for diffusion of cultural activities inside the Arts Faculty.
Also I'm trying to get a car for us to go to set the location of our upcoming video along witth the crew and check times and makeup artists and dressing (it's good I have our manager Cintya to support me and the girls in this kind of things).
But the best part is that we're having TWO gigs this week: one on thursday and the other one on friday. We're performing for the first time a song that we finally get to finish (SO much trouble with it) aand that should be about everything. PHEW! I give you both nights flyers, thursday and friday:

This is thursday.

This is friday.

I'm pretty sure there are actually PEOPLE out there reading my blog. Please prove you're not just bots and leave a comment anywhere, really, you can send me a post it if you like. Either that or...

SUBS-FUCKING-CRIBE

Thanks for reading.

Work weeks

I haven't been able to write anything to you guys this week, first of all I was completely down spirited because of the national elections results, so I've been personally struggling for our voice to be heard over the chaos of people who are willing to just let the owners of Mexico's capital and investors control our political future and let us, the young people, be exterminated as if we were a plague. But that's another story.
The fun thing about this is that our friend Pastas Padilla, whom I told you about on earlier posts delivered us the recording we did at his place, is a song who actually talks a bit about the feeling I got about the politics and security clime down here. It can't be more appropriate to this moments in which we don't know wether we would be able of keep the struggle or just leave and put our asses safe before the fire against us starts.
So when we recorded it I also took a few pics (real few, I was running down on battery). Sharing right up.

 Lulu Cervantes: Bassist

 The genious behind the masterpiece

 Lulu doing what we love her for!

 Urrmm this is me! (taken by the drummer)

 Chatting!

Sexy drummer: Sam Wolf

And later on I did a really quick video with our lyrics (kinda karaoke-ish) for people to learn the song when we play it at gigs, and now we're at the negotiations to start the recording of a proper video and re-release it as a single. Look forward to it, it'll sure be amazing. Meanwhile I let you the sing-along version (XD). Enjoy it.

Ohhh yeah if you want to download the song to your Ipod or something just send a DM to my twitter account @DeanMayW or @wolfseasonband or just post a comment with your email and we'll send it to you :D

I seriously suck at writing uninspired; San Miguel de Allende weekend

I haven’t posted anything in a few weeks.
I don’t know if it’s lack of inspiration or just pure lazyness.

Even my lookbook.nu account has been a little abandoned. I don’t know why my mind keeps going blank whenever I try to think about something to write about, or a picture to take, or a design to draw.
I’m stucked with the lyrics for 2 songs and the music for another one, things just don’t seem to flow properly. My boyfriend and I went shopping 2 days ago and he found even more things than I did because, of course, I’m just mindblocked.

Maybe I should write a song about it.

Anyways, we went to play a gig last weekend in a nearby town called San Miguel. It is quite known back here for being a “tourists town”. The deed with this is that MUSICIANS ARE WELL PAYED. So yeah, we played one set at this bar called “Mama Mía”, aaand it was quite different than what I had in mind. Reminded me a lot to our first gigs where people really didn’t knew what our music was about and the unmistakable confused-and-in-shock silence after every song took place. Kinda heart-crushing, it seriously takes a lot more than I thought we would need to turn people’s inner rocker on.

We felt better when people got close to us after the set, telling us that they liked our show and stuff. A few days ago an old acquaintance told me that a couple friends of him traveled to San Miguel just to watch us play, and I’m soooo thankful to those guys, even when I don’t even know them. Makes me feel important, haha.
So yeah, we recorded everything, and we will be making a fun video about that weekend pretty soon, so look forward to it.

Corona Music Fest Querétaro 2012... I HAD TO DO THIS

I didn't go trough so much of a trouble thinking about my first entrance.

My hometown is quite a small city. But a city, anyhow. There's the social groups and economic groups that every city in the world has. But Querétaro has quite a big trouble.

THERE ARE NO ROCK CONCERTS.

Rocker community began to grow not so many years ago. I think it was because Querétaro was that kind of little town that quickly got the attention from people who lived at more populated cities, and they began moving here, that the music scene grew a bit, along with the city. That was like 15 or 16 years ago, I think.

When I became interested in all this music issues (that was like 8 years ago) we still had NO ROCK CONCERTS, properly said. All we had back then were small indie gigs where local indie bands played, at barely legal -if not illegal- places. Warehouses, empty lots, parking lots, abandoned car washes, and the such. For the big things we had to travel to México City, that was the only way you could enjoy rock concerts. Paying expensive tickets, traveling 2.5 hours in bus and maybe 1 more in Metro.

All of it has been growing steadily, up until this point. The big theaters (2), the big stadiums (1) and cultural centers (2) are used for different purposes: soccer games, charity hangouts, and bull fightings. THAT'S IT.

Now festivals the type of CMF had been celebrated at Querétaro no more than 4 years ago. So we have really no excuse or explanation that makes ANY sense for what happened yesterday. Everything was going just fine, the bands were just as good as you'll expect at a provenzal city. The beer was surprisingly good and surprisingly at normal cost. The trouble, I think, was that they served the beer in CARTON CUPS. Cups that later found the way up to the sky, over the people, filled with dirt. And then filled with any liquid. And after that with stones. They threw stones to the people in the front row, like me, my boyfriend and our friend. And then, they took it to the bands.
Nortec Collective, the band I went to see, just played half an hour. They decided to stop after four songs because the trumpetist was nearly hit with a cup of dirt.
Plastilina Mosh, one band of the headliners, stopped playing after THE FIRST SONG.

My two bands, the two bands I went to see completely stopped playing, they felt disrespected and I went to waste my time by a bunch of f***ing glue-inhaling kids.

There were no security, the local police certainly can't handle 30,000 people.

Later today I found out that flying dirt-filled beer carton cups weren't the biggest trouble AT ALL. There are 206 people injured by white weapons, AND 2 girls RAPED. Nice.

I think the major trouble was that the tickets for this festival were given for free in the purchase of a six pack or some crap like that. So, really, anyone, and I mean ANYONE could enter. I saw it. I saw kids, I saw moms, pregnant chicks, older adults, EVERYONE was there. And we can't handle it. There is no rock concert culture in Querétaro, sadly. They think they're at a Gallos Blancos soccer game or something like that.
So yeah, for me, I'm done with free concerts, for real.