How awsome it used to be when we spent half of the time on talking about sex.

I know, haven't been round here for an awful time. For what I have *like totally seeerious* reasons.
* my phone is no longer able to transfer data to my pc, so I may have heaps of pic of various people you know doing scandallous things, but.. just... no help here.
* i am seriously working on my school stuff. And when I say seriously, I mean less than my classmates, yet still much more than is my average from last... 12 years.
* i am also pretty scared shitless of all the university exams (from which the talent ones seem most terrifying).
* my life kinda sucks.

But yeeeeeeah, there are SOME minor changes 'ere, just like:
* we've formed a band. And even had a rehearsal. All three of us. Girls. Electo rubbish, really.
* i've got Prkno's bass at home with me now. It is... not very good... but on the other hand, when I am getting a proper one (think christmas), it's gonna be piece of cake then.
* i am still single, but hella picky, so I don't even motivate you into anything anymore.

The show must go on. I guess.

So. The Last BC gig yesterday. I am dead. And, what is worse, I was half dead on the stage already. I think I played well, like not so many technical mistakes, I even did not destroy the pedal (thank you, drummer of Evelynne - you've been especially lucky lad yesterday), but honestly, I just DID NOT ENJOY. Well, happens. But it's good to know it was just my physical state which screwd it up for me.

I am growing a custom on Evelynne, kind of, which scares me. But I have to admit I really like their bass player. Cuz he's one of the musicians who even TALK to me. Amazes me. Whoa.

So, let's end this Big Cheese agony and let the era of THE FAKE TAPES begin!!!

Aaaw...

Tonight I had the sweetest dream about being in an army division that had Carl Barat and Pete Doherty as commanders.
Carl was particularly cute and so very not like him in real at all I guess. Probably some young, idealistic Carl.
I feel like whoring around "Carl Barat's toffees" on youtube once again.

Anyways, today is Big Cheese's last gig, so show up, especially if you hate the whole idea of a bandname change. Starts at 20:00 at Bluesrock club.

I am starting to get overexcited by the London trip.

"to se zas něco dočteme na blogu!"

A nedočtete!

The Prostitutes gave me a lift home from SázavaFest, which was nice, but I would much rather stay there for the whole time, which is five days, than getting there at 3:20 pm to RUN to see them play /their stage was OF COURSE the one on the very end of the festival zone - I was like 300 metres away when I've heard this "ladies and gentlemen - the Prostitutes!" - I would never guess how quick I can be with such motivation/ and leaving at 11 at night.

Adrian expressed his opinion on our band in these words: "Big Cheese! That's such a shite name!" Hope that will make Adam see that it is. Really.

The title of this post was how Destroyer reacted on "Adrian's asleep. With the girl asleep on him."

Geez!

Da phone is home oh yeeah

What a sophisticated and unbelievably intellectual-sounding header.

But tells the important, I guess. That they gave me a new S-E k750i, a black one now! I surprised myself that the memory wasn't full of pictures of things I don't remember from the last night this morning, but what the hell.
I've just downloaded these pics:


yeah, I particularly love this picture of semi-naked Adam K..
Not so clearly visible on this one, but Šmity and Adam ARE doubles. And, what I never realized before, Adam is pretty much like a younger and dumber Destroyer! (Do I look like like young Adrian? Or Luke? )
Great - Vondráček and the whole male part of BC, looking like total idiots, but it is kinda sweet. Kinda.

She's DEAD

Yup. I feel pretty much dead - but happy as hell! Who cares for *sleeping* when I could spend all the evening with... many.. interesting.. people! Like Karin .D and Lůca! Heh.

Although these weren't the ones who offered us playing with the Prostitutes and Roe-Deer.

We're some lucky bastards!

Heeeey.

I wonder what has lead certain people to create a link between THIS BLOG and an image that BIG CHEESE SUCKS. I hope you're gonna apologize to my DIVINE blogging skills, DESTROYER!

Spoiler warning!!

If you DON'T want to know what the new BC website is going to look like, CLOSE YOUR EYES! Quick!

I know I shouldn't, but I cannot resist the temptation! My sweet child! My whole evening's (!!!) work!


Still not a final version - have to change the headline, at least the colour.

It's MR. Wilson for YOU!

Bought me a pair of skinny jeans, just like RICKY WILSON /does capital writing mean that he will more likely read it?/ wears. I wish they could last to winter, it's not very probable though. At least I am taking them to Rock Café.

Adam K. of Big Cheese was celebrating his 17th year on this groovy planet, got him sunglasses, for his last ones were destroyed during our Rubín gig on my birthday. They look like this, but more mirror-y:After midnight we all ran away to the Vagón club - that place is wild. My feet started to hurt in the early morning, so I went home, hoping I could get some sleep, but oh noes, Vondráček arrive an hour later and, well, didn't have much sleeping after that.

Look into my ICONS!

Lol.. Look into my Eyes is right now my Prostitutes favourite. It's so... uncompromising and, in a way, sexual.
That's probably why I had this dream of doing fellatio to Šmity last night. Bassists.

Anyways! Had a tiny little free time /before going to the bank and the vet with Sufjan./ so I've made these three /i know it's poor/ icons, feel free to use and leave a comment /yup, I know none of you likes Prostitutes, so why should you/



Šmity looks like Adam K. from Big Cheese, only black haired. And older. If I am off of BC one day, I will get him D:

Love! Peace!

And all the other stuff. This summer obviously has THE vibe. Age of the Aquarius! Free love! Spread peace!

I listen to Doors and Velvet Underground and wear a Led Zepp tee, sticking flowers into my loose hair and I wanna be adored /Stone Roses!/. tonight shall be the very beginning of our once legendary borracho pack, alcoholic mob or whatever you want it to be, man! V ondráček plans to take some of his friends, so it looks like we're having a wide age range t'night .D.
I've watched The Doors once again... yup.. I can understand pretty well why they call me Nico all the time D: eventually it's better to be Nico than Pam. I guess.

Laaast niiight....

...was WONDERFUL! I was really starting to doubt if I am still able to party properly, but last night proved that I am still pretty party-fit.

It's just that I am not really sure who reads this blog, so I better don't write in details, I can just tell you: "sex, drugs and rock'n'roll" still lives!

Btw it all started at the Prostitutes gig, which was brilliant, I am SO gonna put them on my list of bands whose shows I will attend in my own will /so now I have two acts in that list, whoooa/. Now I know the bassist, Šmity, I have been introduced to Martin Destroyer by Vondráček, too, he rocks /they both do/ - he said he would surely come to see us in the Rock Café on the 2nd of august and I bet this is aaaaall heading for an ultimately ubercool show of us and them togetheeer.
I just still have these dark thoughts of leaving the band /for my lack of talent, of course/, but Vondráček seems to really want me in BC, so he calmed my emotional self down a bit.

I am scared.

Yes I am!





By the way gig went pretty well, great atmosphere, great people, so thank you very much everyone who managed to show up.


It's just that I am still so scared. I can't even write the lyrics I've started some time ago (about shagging). What the hell is going on? D:

Happy bastards

According to our BC friend Vondráček from the Radiostars and the Slots, that's exactly what we are going to be tomorrow ust around this time.

I have to agree with his prognosis, because playing with TWO, yes, TWO (!) members of the Prostitutes is nearly an orgasmic image to me. Drummer of Tři Sestry and of course Vondráček, who is the only person connected to my band /my band included/ who has given me a birthday present - a Bonzo poster! I guess he thinks I don't appreciate the coolness of it, but I do a hella lot!

The session today was pretty procreative indeed, we finished the new song, it's just that I am deadly sure I am gonna srew it up tomorrow. Thanks god we play two gigs, so if we bugger it up on the first one I HOPE we're not gonna play it later.

Lot of important people are about to come. People from Roxy, Rock Café, some guy from our possible sponsor S.Oliver and so on. Eeeeeek. Fuck.

The True League!

Such a pathetic name can only refer to a stupid band contest!

No, well, I enjoyed it quite a lot, good drumkit at least, and that young guy with looong hair /aaaw/ seemed like he enjoyed it. On the other hand all the rest of the jury looked like 35+, which definitely isn't our target age group. So I don't expect any breaking success, but I did not expected it before either.

We play at Kampa this evening, it's a little fest and if it's not raining, please come, it's freeee .D I hope Chad's coming.

I'm no Doherty

..but I still can write some averagely good lyrics.

I am kinda proud of these

Just like superheroes

Oh do you remember the glorious days

Wherever the fuck you are now

When we would wear leggings and look like gays

But back then we were ordinary superheroes

Back then we did not know impossible

Or forbidden or dangerous

We flew from roof to roof and from second floors

And we felt just like superheroes.

These cloaks we’ve made of your sister’s dress

Where are they now, can anybody guess?

I would go through your house’s bins

Just to find them and remember where we used to be

As the years go by I am scared more and more

Am I going to loose my powers, are you sure?

What was the thing, about you and me

That made us feel just like superheroes?

(I feel creepy inside I have no will to fly

I can’t stand what I used to stand anymore

Instead of fighting the evil I sit down and cry

Do you know I am in such a sore?) /this one will not be used in the song/

/refs?/

Where are the cloaks and where are the boys

The lads, the chaps with high pitched voice

The trees we robbed the walnuts from

On which we sat, oh so troublesome

Where are the gloves and where are the boys

When we split up, was it really our choice?

Was it the supervillain and the goblins of his

Or mum when found out we ruined dress of your sis?

Where are the masks and where are the boys

Where are the nights filled with emergency noise

Our secret plans and signs and language we’ve made up

The poison we’ve mixed of soda and vinegar in a plastic cup?

Caaall me

Listening to Blondie is goodness

But to the point - got a new cellphone so I keep taking pics of everyone around, and what a miracle, even though the camera is actually kinda crappy, I am still able to take better pics than Adam! People without visual sense should never put their lame hands on anything, that will probably sooner or later spoil someone's career /put the pictures down, u a**hole!!!/.
Well I look like shit on many pics by many various photographers, but how comes, that on his pics even the nice people look bad? Evil spirits.
I remember one avatar on DA saying "I am like a chocolate pudding - I look like crap but I am sweet on the inside". Pity that I am not very sweet, I would use it somewhere.

Now to the pix.

Oooh that's just me being so very EMO. But I love the urban-tech backround.
What a change! Csabba looks happy. Or mad. Or seriously not okay.
Our two guitarists Adam and Adam doing some of their kid stuff at Motoráj last friday.
Bad hair day.
Fastrain - kinda good band we've been playing with, especially the bass was enjoyable /and the bassist, sweet Casablancas-ish face, but as usual, not available/

Yaaaay, the aeroclub - where Monika is about to kill me in a bloody and cool plane accident one day! We've been guarding it last night, with her and Albert.
And this is probably the place where the planes are flying and moving all other great waaays yaay I write like a reeetaaaard yaaay
Monika checkin out the handsome cosmo-guys during the history lesson.
Mája and Radka on the school grounds! See? Noone looks like an idiot on MY photos. What a surprise.
July w/ her Les Paul watching the exciting match. Well, wasn ot THAT exciting, but it was more or less the only thing to do there.

Back of my head is fu*king famous!

So shut up, all my disrespectful enemies! Bwahahaaaaa!! Oh hell yeah, that's my hair in front of Prkno, bassguitarist from one of my former bands. Or actually from two of my former bands.

Yep, this picture is to be found on indes.cz, from now on the best news server around. Yay. Thanks god they didn't post something with my face visible, I'd go kill myself.



Oh, and we played yesterday, the hardware sucked bad so I was screwing it all up pretty much, and also I am getting this awful habit - breaking drumsticks. What am I, a hard rock drummer? Geez. I had kinda melancholic mood, and... well.... yes... I was thinking of him. Thanksfully when I've got to read his most recent blogpost, I got so disgusted, that I seem to be ok again. Ohmygod, ohmygod. Life is fun.

Here comes the Sun, na-na-na-na...

Yesterday was one of those weirdly blessed ones. My cousin's given birth to her little son just when we were playing one of our best gigs ever, we've even received something that could be possibly called a little respect from Cathack and also one of my oooooold friends, Spike, came to see me. I was leaving feeling a bit tipsy, but what the hell, can't remember when I was drunk for the last time. I gotta think up some GIRLS' BC TEES, for I am pretty pissed that all these... rowr.. gorgeous young ladies have to wear stuff that looks like part of pyjamas.

I just had a feeling I could write a post.

Well, got dumped last night and reunited five minutes later, although it's probably just because -unlike me- he's not one of the people who crave for changes, even the drastic ones. Despite all this I have sunny happy nicey mood, even though I fucked up math test and I am writing second one tomorrow, with no better prognosis'.

We are playing at Vagon this friday, probably best of all venues we've ever played or planned to play at, I would not mind a gig at Rock Café, but Vagon is pretty good as well. We are all quite excited, so all of you who can, please come, or if you can not, save it for May 8th /I think/, we're attending a band contest at XT3, so your vote could help us out. /out of this bloody city!/ /just joking, Prague may be no London, but I still love it more than anywhere else/
I am getting used to 2nd Adam presence at the rehearsals, the last one was fun.

I would appreciate some ladies' society. If you know what I mean. All these guys are killing me.

Rusted Guns of Milan

Art Brut are SO MUCH FUN. Nothing revolutionary bout the music, but the lyrics rock. I love Emily Kane...

Yes. well. Big Cheese is a two guitar band again. I guess. It scares me.
Maybe I am just kinda tense /yep, like a brandy snap/ or more likely Adam /the second guitarist, who've left our band some time ago and came again, only one word for that - whore/ is just making me freak out during the rehearsals, or the most likely my weird psychical state has roots somewhere else. I am actually feeling fine, I just have moments when I break down like Windows and spoil everything. Like yesterday, I hate myself for that, we could play some more songs, maybe that way we would make at least one new for the next gig, but nooo, I was sooo down. I suck. I took a tram to Adam /now I mean -how Fifth remaked today- "that Adam who is mine more than anyone else's" - well, I wish/ to talk to him bout that and it helped a little, at least for the moment. We've seen a hedgehog! And a cat! Weeee...........