LäGzz announced the release of the video PURE WHITE LIGHT! This is the title track of the upcoming CD, to be released on February 23, 2018 by THE BUT! MUSIC GROUP.
The But! Music Group is excited to announce the February 23 release of the new electropop CD called PURE WHITE LIGHT by the band LäGzz! Watch this space for preorder links!
The BUT! Music Group is excited to announce the release of the new CD “PURE WHITE LIGHT” by the electropop band called LäGzz:
PURE WHITE LIGHT–CD release day FEBRUARY 23, 2018
Atmospheric Electropop band LäGzz, founded in London UK and NYC, based in Nuremberg, Germany, have been together since 2013. PURE WHITE LIGHT is their international debut release.
LäGzz is a band that is at home in the top 40 charts as well as on any European dance floor. The mixture of electronic dance explosions and radio friendly pop tunes shows they can take their moody popdance style and cross a modern with a vintage sound. They are a band that will have a pop or dance tag applied to them but can easily slide into a gothic pop vibe with stormy guitar solos and a fresh, ethereal sound. The genre description of electronica and dance is easiest to describe…
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At first glance, Bubenreuth is just another small town near Nuremberg in Southern Germany. A closer look however reveals a town well known as an important centre of musical instrument manufacture.
Before World War II, Schönbach, Graslitz, Markneukichen and Klingenthal were part of the Saxon-Bohemian ‘Musical Corner’ or Musikwinkel, one of the most important musical instrument making regions in the world. When musical instrument production was revived after World War II, these instrument makers from Czechoslovakia were resettled in the Nuremberg area. The community council of Bubenreuth – then a village of fewer than 500 inhabitants – decided in October 1949 that about 2000 displaced luthiers, bow and part makers, string spinners, tonewood dealers, lacquer and rosin producers, and instrument manufacturers from Schönbach would be allowed to resettle there over the following ten years.
Thus, Bubenreuth was transformed from a small farming village into the main centre of German string instrument making. Violins, lutes, mandolins, banjos, zithers and guitars of all kinds (classical, western, archtop, semi-acoustic and electric) were made here. Among companies and luthiers active were Dörfler, Framus, Glassl, Hanika, Hannabach, Hirsch, Höfner, Hoyer, Klier, Mettal, Paesold, Placht, Pyramid, Roth, Sandner, Schuster, Teller and Wilfer.
Without this small village in Germany, the European and, in particular, UK music scene in the 1950s and 60s would have been very different. Both the ‘Beat Boom’ and the ‘British Invasion’ owed their sounds to Bubenreuth with most of the guitars and basses played originating here. Members of The Beatles, The Rolling Stones, The Yardbirds, Pink Floyd and guitar heroes Jimmy Page and Ritchie Blackmore, along with many others played instruments from Höfner and Framus, two of the biggest makers then in Bubenreuth.
Today Bubenreuth still retains its importance in the musical instrument making world and to honour this a museum was formed in order to maintain the cultural heritage of Bubenreuth.
To see the Museum website please click here: http://www.bubenreutheum.de/en
Thanks to Dr. Christian Hoyer for the information on Bubenreuth
Hutchins Guitars are proud to still be hand making guitars and basses in a town where so much musical history originated.
The Hutchins Workshops are in the old Hofner building, Bubenreuth.
We offer sales, set-up and repair services at our Bubenreuth workshops.
Please ring us to make an appointment or e-mail us using the contact sheet here
+49 (0) 9131 9085802
In unseren Bubenreuth-Werkstätten bieten wir Verkaufs-, Installations- und Reparaturleistungen an.
Bitte rufen Sie uns an, 09131 9085802, um einen Termin zu vereinbaren oder schicken Sie eine E-Mail mit dem Kontaktformular hier.
The Crowdfunding project COLLECTION OF HISTORICAL VIOLINS has started!
In order to collect donations at all, the Bubenreutheum e.V. needs 100 “fans” for the project “Stringed Instrument Collection” within 2 weeks.
Here you can register and become a fan:
We need as many fans as possible to show the bank that the project is popular with the population and has success prospects. Therefore, we would like to cordially thank you for helping to start the project through your non-binding registration.
With your registration as a “fan” you have no obligations.
YOUR PERSONAL DETAILS WILL NOT BE USED BY THE VR-BANK EHH OR BY THE ASSOCIATION BUBENREUTHEUM E.V. FOR ADVERTISING PURPOSES!
Please support us. Thank you very much!
Here in German:
Unser Crowdfunding Projekt Saiteninstrumentensammlung ist gestartet!
Um überhaupt Spenden sammeln zu können, benötigen wir 100 „Fans“ für unser Projekt „Saiteninstrumentensammlung“ innerhalb von 2 Wochen.
Hier können Sie sich registrieren und Fan werden:
Möglichst viele Fans zeigen der Bank und uns, dass das Projekt in der Bevölkerung Zuspruch erfährt und Erfolgsaussichten hat. Deshalb bitten wir Sie sehr herzlich, durch Ihre unverbindliche Registrierung dazu beizutragen, das Projekt starten zu können.
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If you’d like to see him in action:
The full Tanglewood concert:
The Venom Club
“Try this,” I said. “Drink some.”
He shook his head no and kissed the blonde girl as she sat back down on his lap. I lit a cigarette and passed it to the girl, burning her hair as she flicked her ponytail over her shoulder to conceal her left breast.
“Stupid woman,” she spat at me as she stood up and marched away, stiletto heels uncertain in the thick-piled carpet.
I held the glass out to him again. “Drink. You promised. Otherwise I would have left you two outside.”
His green eyes were clear and alert, so he’d had nothing to drink and was not under the influence of any other substance. His skin was healthy. What a suitable subject. He leaned forward, defiant, distrustful, but rising to the challenge.
Good boy, I thought.
He took the glass from me. “Why do you want me to drink it? You drink it.”
“I’ve been drinking just this all evening.”
He sniffed at the simple glass tumbler, recoiled, coughed. He leaned forward, coughed again and I almost hit him in the head with the pitcher of water as I tried to top up his glass. The contents of the glass went cloudy as the water mixed with the amber-brown liquid of my own design. I approved with a proud smile and a nod of the head. Years of work perfecting my concoction. He saw my reaction. He narrowed his eyes like a trapped dog.
I set the water pitcher down, picked up my own glass and filled it once more with the same amber-brown liquid from the crystal decanter I kept by my foot. I sipped at the brew like it was the finest cognac.
“Why would I want to harm you?” I said.
By the door, I heard his girlfriend arguing with my brother. I needed her out of here. She could ruin everything. My brother seemed to have heard my thoughts. The door opened, the girl protested, the door slammed, all was quiet.
He watched me closely and showed no reaction to the girl’s exit. As he raised the glass to his lips, I did the same. He allowed the liquid, the whole glassful–watered-down, yes–to flow into his mouth and swallowed without flinching. I did the same.
Warm tingling spread a numbness from my feet up my legs. I knew I could not stand if I tried. My fingers gripped the plush arms of my chair and I willed my eyes to stay open. I looked at the clock. I knew I must allow for this initial dread in order for it to clear again. My tolerance was great but I had drunk more this evening than ever before.
He closed his eyes and leaned his head back into the brown-leather chair. His head nodded to one side. I needed to monitor his every move, check his vital signs, to record his reaction. If only I could get up out of this chair!
Feeling returned to my feet and I slowly wiggled my toes. Ten minutes had passed. Elation replaced the initial dread and I knew I’d raised myself up to the next level. I leaned forward and touched his knee. He stirred. I took his hand and asked his name.
“Lasse,” he said and closed his eyes again.
“Lasse,” I said. “You have passed your first test.”
“You’re still alive.”
He opened his eyes and stretched his legs. Fifteen minutes it took him to regain his composure. My brother could not even recover that quickly.
I filled his glass and held it out for him. “Drink.”
“Drink it, I said!”
“You have a choice, Lasse. You drink it now, you drink it every day, you stay here with me and work by my side. I know you have no job, you have no perspectives. I’ve been watching you. Your girlfriend will never speak to you again after this evening. She didn’t want to come in here in the first place.”
Lasse took one of my cigarettes and lit it.
“And,” I said, holding up his glass. “And, you build up a tolerance to this stuff like I have been doing over the past year. It’s biological and organic, untraceable. I’ve distilled hundreds of gallons of this stuff. Enough to poison the whole city.
“Or, you become trapped in my web, doomed like the others. I plan to tap into the water supplied to the Manufacturer’s Building on First Street next Monday morning. Fifteen-hundred people working in there on any given day! And that’s just the beginning.”
He drew on his cigarette and flipped the hair from his face with the practiced head toss of a real guitar player.
“Then, no one can stand in my way! I’ve already sent anonymous threats to the city and still I get no press. They won’t even investigate. They don’t take me seriously.”
He stomped out his cigarette and stared at me.
“I will not die in obscurity! I am the real Black Widow!”
The Creator rested on the seventh day. On the eighth day, he woke up and heard the angels he’d created on the fifth day to keep him company playing on their harps.“Listen guys, this just won’t do. You can’t expect people to want to get into Heaven when they realize they’ll have to listen to that all day.”
So, on that eighth day, the Creator invented the electric guitar.
I love guitar solos. And top ten lists. So what better way to end the week than with a top ten list of guitar solos?
I can identify with singers because I love words and lyrics. And they’re usually the cutest one in the band. I can memorize lyrics and sing a tune, but I can’t make one up. I’m more like a parrot and not really creative with a melody. Even when I was playing the piano, I could only give back the melody as I learned it from sheet music. Which brings me to the conclusion that the singers and the lyrics are the mind of the song. But the guitarist is the heart and the soul.
I often listen to instrumentals when I’m writing. If I’m trying to think in words, lyrics get in the way. Guitar solos are brainstorming. Or speed on the autobahn, shifting gears and changing lanes. Or rain pounding on the window or snow sliding off the roof.
I could expand my top ten list to maybe twenty or fifty. If I was talking about my favorite songs of all time I would. But I will only allow myself a top ten list of guitar solos this weekend. Otherwise I would spend all day searching my musical archives. My choices are in no particular order of preference, because I like them all the same. And there are, of course, many more but these come to mind first.
1a. 25 or 6 to 4 (the long version)—Chicago / Terry Kath
1b. So We’ve Ended as Lovers—Jeff Beck
1b2. Goodbye Pork Pie Hat—Jeff Beck
1c. Alive—Pearl Jam
1d. Free Bird (live)—Lynyrd Skynyrd / Allen Collins
1e. Little Wing—from Sting’s band, don’t know who the guitarist is.
1f. Lenny—Stevie Ray Vaughn
1g. Do You Feel Like We Do (live)—Peter Frampton
1h. Eruption—Eddie van Halen
1i. Brighton Rock—Queen—Brian May
1k. Anything played by Jimmy Page.
I only put Jimmy Page last for effect. He’s my Number One Guitar Player, which opens up new possibilities for other top ten lists!
If ten people comment with their own top ten list, I’ll be able to compose a Top Hundred List. So your challenge for today is…
Have a nice weekend!