pariandi

Layout by CoolChaser...one of these fucked up rainy days in Amsterdam: Ian Carrol, born in New York City and educated as a Heavy Metal guitarist, who currently changed to the drums in order to avoid playing jazzchords, is exposed to the cheapest warm meal in town. Pär Lammers intruduces Ian Carrol to the world of Moxi Meti. Ian would not eat anything else for the rest of his life.
Pär is an unknown melodica player from Hamburg, who had only one Gig on his actual instrument in the Badcuyp/Amsterdam. Afterwards nobody wanted to play with him anymore, because of the following three reasons:
1: The Instrument is ugly,
2: Pär sucks
3: Nobody needs a Melodica player.
He decides for the easy way out and plays the boring piano since.
Ian is so gradeful for beeing intruduced to his daily meal and because Pär and Ian feel sorry for each other they decide to start a band with the romantic Andy Arnold. He is a suffering, melancholy, nostalgic and extremly technical skilled banjo player from the south of good old Germany and knows more country licks than Ian's favorite guitar player Doc Watson. In the first rehearsal Pär distroyes the banjo and eats the strings. He defends himself by swearing to god that he thought he would eat a plate of the finest bamigoreng moxi meti. But the sad truth is that he is just jalous on whatever. Andy is a guitar player from that point on.
After the third rehearsal this band probably would have been the best band on the planet. Unfortunatly they only met twice. The third time Ian took an overdose of Moximeti and got lost in a women's restroom in one of the finest live music bars of Amsterdam. He never showed up again.