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

Gloomy Sunday

I don't know what to write about today.
Probably you'll say "well if you don't have anything interesting to say it's better not to fill your blog with garbage"... but if I don't write anything the stats will fall and I will be sad so I prefer making you read any rubbish that goes out of my mind. Yeah I'll probably come up with something to write about in further paragraphs.
My life lately has been like frozen up. School is finally coming to an end, I'm going to present a few extra exams, social service, and I will be officially out of college. Some paperwork after, I will have my title (which won't do shit for me, actually) and I will be on the search for my second career and a job. BUT college politics are at the fullest as each faculty is electing their directors and campus administrators are allegedly wanting to mess with the elections and stuff and everything is kinda slowing down, I don't even know where my auditions are or when they will be. I haven't study a single bit. I just want to forget about everything and everyone and just move the fuck on. But apparently I will be stucked there another year.
On another matters we should be getting an appointment next week with a cool guy nicknamed Pastas. He's an audio engineer who did all the sonorization for a show at Zeppelin Music Factory. We will be rehearsing with him and making general structures of our songs, that he wants to record. So, soon we'll have material decent enough for massive distribution and maybe even a music video for promotion, so look forward to it, it'll be fun.
See? I did came up with something in the end.

Tomorrow's monday :(
Hey if you could give me a hype in lookbook.nu it'll be awesome: http://lookbook.nu/look/3570349-As-simple-as-that :D

About Coachella and how is that going to make me greater.

GODDAMNIT I DON'T WANNA GO TO SCHOOL TOMORROW!!!!!!!!! (mini-rant)

Maybe I am a bit stupid for being so excited last night seeing radiohead playing live at Coachella on youtube. Specially when I saw them playing live at México City a couple years ago.
The thing is: seeing my favorite bands playing live is something that just can't stop giving me the strength to move forward.
I notice every single thing at the same time: the sound quality, the stage presence, the way they look like some homogenic mixture of single unique parts that, even when genious by themselves, what they do together is something extraordinary.
And that is exactly the key to accomplish everything we want: being out of the ordinary. In the way we think, or look, or play. It seriously made me think a lot of all the things we're still far from and the things we want to do.
But here's the deal. The deal is not wanting it hard enough 'cause there's a big bunch of other kids out there wanting it probably twice as hard as you, if not more. The deal is really wanting it so hard that you can't stop making improvements, relating with your co-workers and friends, and PRACTICING. A lot. That's the only way you can prove that you actually care enough for what you're doing, and that you actually can't want it harder.
I'm taking for example the way Radiohead sounds on stage. It's obviously not equal to the way they sound on a studio record and stuff. It's neither greater or suckier or any of that shit. It's just different. But it's stills being mind blowing awesome. And I think the only way a band can sound like that is either a miracle or SHITLOADS OF PRACTICE.
So yeah, this is to all y'all kids out there looking for the exact same deed as me with Wolf Season: I'm just a colleague, but I still want to give an advice to you; please never stop practising, never act like you don't care, 'cause this IS a ruthless competition. We'll meet at the road but so few of us are actually going to reach the line. So please never lose hope, and give everything to the point you end up every gig night made a total mess. Wreckage, kids, that's what we need!
See you at the road.

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.