O rock está nos quatro cantos do mundo, não há barreiras para ele, como também não há, para os músicos da banda Hanagorik, que com 18 anos de vida acumulam diversos shows nacionais e internacionais.
A banda é de Surubim, interior de Pernambuco. A cidade é uma verdadeira fábrica de talentos, não é a toa que eles têm como conterrâneos o velho e bom Chacrinha que com humor e irreverência conquistou muitos corações e Lourenço da Fonseca Barbosa, músico e compositor, mais conhecido como Capiba, que fez história na cultura nacional. Com Hanagorik não é diferente, a fábrica também caprichou na criação deles, não é a toa que o grupo conquista os ouvidos mais exigentes e são reconhecidos pelo público e mídia como um dos mais promissores do cenário do rock pernambucano.
Depois de duas Demo-tapes, 5 cds, 4 turnês pela Europa e de ter dividido o palco com nomes nacionais e internacionais como:Raimundos, Engenheiros,Barão Vermelho, O Rappa,Sepultura, Paul Díanno,Six Feet Under e Stratovarius nos maiores festivais brasileiros e internacionais o Hanagorik agora enfrenta um novo desafio.
A gravação do seu primeiro cd cantado em português, um tributo ao músico e compositor pernambucano Alceu Valença, esse trabalho intitulado: "Alceu ao Nosso Jeito", vem para intensificar ainda mais a relação do grupo com a música e, também, com a responsabilidade de dar uma nova roupagem às músicas do ilustre artista com muita criatividade e competência.
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May your stuffing be tasty, May your turkey plump, May your potatoes and gravy Have nary a lump. May your yams be delicious And your pies take the prize, And may your Thanksgiving dinner Stay off your thighs
£leTriKa sounds completely different from any Metal band you have ever heard. The Brazilian rhythms and the Portuguese language added to the songs makes its style unique, giving birth to a new kind of Metal. If you are really looking for something new about Metal, you should check £leTriKa out!
Hugs from Brazil, Claudio David
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Valeu demais a força! Quando rolaumtempinho, me fala o que achou da £leTriKa. Agente junta Metal com umasparada Brasileira. Tamutendumbom feed nas rádios gringas nos quatrocontos. Mantenha contato, blz?
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DROPPING BY TO SAY THANX FOR BEING A FRIEND OF CRISS KARVER AND THE LUNACY MACHINE. ALSO, WANTED TO WISH YOU A FABULOUS DARK AND TWISTED WEEK!!!
HERE IS A PREVIEW FOR THE UPCOMING STORY 'OUIJA' WHICH IS ONE OF MANY TWISTED RHYMES INSIDE THE NEW LUNACY MACHINE.
OUIJA
Is there someone there? Is there someone there? Come talk to us tonight. We’re asking for the dead to speak, It’s only us . . .my wife and me. Come tell us how you died.
The oracle moved about the board A figure-eight reply. The oracle started slowing down, then stopped . . . above the Y.
Tell us more, tell us more, what brought you here to me? Tell us how you died tonight. Tell us when you died tonight. Tell us what brings you here tonight. Keep spelling it for me.
The figure eight continues and around the board it moves. It’s slowing down, it’s slowing down. Come, spirit, talk to me right now, Tell us tonight, because we want to know . . Then the oracle stopped on the letter O.
You’re coming in so very clear, Now tell us why you’re roaming here, on this dark and stormy night. Speak to me, speak to me, Travel through this board to me. Tell us why you sleep tonight beneath your resting tomb. Speak to me, speak to me, speak to me now. Then the oracle stopped on the U.
Y-O-U, Y-O-U, this isn’t making sense. You spelled out, YOU is this what you meant to do? Then the oracle stopped on YES.
*COME BY AND VISIT ME AND PREVIEW SOME OTHER STORIES FROM THE LUNACY MACHINE, TWISTED TALES OF UNFORTUNATE TIMES 'R' in my blog section SEE YA!! -CRISS KARVER