Mézclense con energía tres partes de música folk, dos de rock, y otras tantas de
música tradicional gallega.
Añádanse al gusto gotas de sabores variados como funk o reagge, y hasta rumba,
si apetece.
Salpiméntese con granos de reel, y póngase todo en el ordenador hasta que coja
buena textura. Luego métase en el horno a temperatura de una taberna llena de
gente.
Por supuesto, se sirve caliente y se acompaña de mucho entusiasmo e ilusión.
Hi, Guezos Everything well? :) I’m here cos I’m searching for an eurodance singer, no matter if it’s male or female cos I’m planning a commercial dance track and, as you can guess, a singer in this style of music is essential. I wonder if you’d be interested or know about someone who can be interested, of course :) The other reason why I’m here is that I’m searching for remixers for my new techtrance tune ‘Give It A Try’. It will be released in Super 6 Records (Germany) and LAD Records (Portugal). I’m asking radio stations, listeners, etc for support and feedbacks too. I’m trying to be as brief as I can with this comment but, as you can see, I’m not good at all in this :/ Big big thanks for stopping by and much respect:)
Muchas gracias por añadirnos, y no os olvideis............ este sabado en Santiago de Compostela, en el Moon ( antiguo Perez&Perez), acompañados de los John Marvellous.
After you've finished here, you may like to hear this poem sung on myspace...
Poem 162 of 230, WalkaboutsVerse (please see my blog): TEES TO TYNE: FIRST IMPRESSIONS - SUMMER 2001
Where traditions are not so rare; Sea, country and works scent the air; A multitude of monuments, Planted tubs and patterned pavements.
The longish pedestrian malls; The remnants of defensive walls; Historic buildings are a gauge Of the respect for heritage.
Wheat, rape and pines in the fields; Estuaries guarded by shields; Long sandy beaches and wide scenes; Romantic-ruin go-betweens.
Rivers in parts licked by trees, Or fringed by boat clubs, wharfs, gantries, And crossed by practical delights - Varied spans, forming pleasing sights.
Fine churches headed at Durham; Football kits ad infinitum; Kept castles - one for study; Masonry behind masonry.
And, with moulding-works out that way, It’s somewhere for a longer stay..?