REALROCK

IM LOOKING FOR A - BASS PLAYER, DRUMMER AND SYNTH MAN TO START A FUCKING BAND.******************************************************* ************************************************************ *********well... i was born in 1983 in a small villlage placed in the middle of a forrest called TAL EL.I playd nintendo all my chiled hood till i found interest in music simultaneously with the interest of sex, i started to explore the fantastic efects of pink floyd, the exploding songs of the pixies and the exicitng voice of berry saharof at the same time i started to find out how adicting is the act of masturbation and my will for a girl concure every minute of my day. thru high school i manage to find friends whom whant to play music, we manage a band and called ourself "YALDEI TEIMAN" (the children of yamman), we worked hard to bring 7 of my songs to completeness and exploded all our gifted talent into one amazing show that left a huge echo around us. we rushd to do a first demo and send it to all around the country, our expectation of our self was high and we were ready to concure the world, but life tricked on us and we failed. our band collaps after ego fighting, low faith lots of complaining and zero action. so i went to the studio to work on a demo for my one, i failded publishing it and my dreams began to melt.. i played in few bands after, but nothing of my didnt came out.************** ************************************************************ **** i droped into a complete desperation, i bumped into a deep creative barrier which i thoat ill never come out from, i broke up crying fell in love with a girl that dumped me after one night, couldnt write nothing and was about join the army (as is customary) and giving up my ass to the system.************* well exactly in that point, the turning point accur: i bumped into two BROTHERS, highly intiligent, extreem powerful, rude and merciless who fell in love with my music and took me personaly as their brother and their expiremetly student. hours on hours they were digging my music from me, analyzing lyrics and opening my heart for them as they silently planted and stitched a new heart, this time on my right side especialy for them. . .**************** ************************************************************ ** I woke up year and a half later in the army found out that all ive been tought about zionizm, patriotizm and pride had nothing to do with the reality, the reality was soldiers that is board, eaten by hate and a system roghten from her base.i quited and decided to dedicate my life to the music. here began a long exhausting trek in the territories of paranoia,in the deserts of nothing and the deeps of my soul. at the time i bought a leptop and started to produce alone the music of my one.************************* i remember this period of mizery and paranoia finished in a hope and a wish...i wishd that she'll come allrady, come and rescue me from myself moment before i go crazy,moment before i commit a suicide...and SHE CAME ...like a crazy diamond, lost and fragile she took my heart, in one crazy night of drugs and alchohole we clashed each other and imidiatly started to fight. step by step we healed each other wounds and became lovers, sharing and giving our self each to other...*********************************some of my songs are beutifull, other is sad, some of them vague but in my heart hiding the greatest song in the world. the prince of dreaming, illusionist, lover boy and a friend. REALROCK s:(d