ODRADEK

bla bla bla... We started playing together about 2 and a half years ago, arranging and developing our songs. During this period we had us some cups of tea, while musicians came and went, sipping and dipping their instruments in our fusional odradekian teapot. In the small black hours of the night, our party took a twisting turn when our silver-brass-windstrumentalist almost went mad from the endless ticking of the beat and ran off to find a 7/4 time and beyond. Our skin-beater went totally normal, got on his bicycle and cycled off, never to be seen again in a red duck suit. Our obelixian bass player folded up our keybrakerist, left some dog shit on his windshield and went to learn social work. But hope was not lost! for out of the poor, dark neighbourhood appeared a new skin-beater, the 2 sticks kind, and said: "poor me a cup"and went on: "I have a friend, he's big and bald and he can play it all." And so, we had our new rockestra and set out to eat potatoes...

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