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Diego presents: "The Mix and Mate" Chano

This newspaper should have to do with the recording, but I understand that many of you may not care about anything that is might have a diary for recording, but the final result, the finished product, or songs.
sure many would be surprised if I were to explain step by step what happened inside and outside the studio throughout the process of gestation of this work. The hours, days and months that we spent. The commitment to ourselves, with you, with art, with music, with song, with sound, with the story itself. The pressure on his shoulders to know that you're doing something that will be eternal, something that has no boundaries or barriers. You'll do move, you'll do mourn, sing, dance. Will accompany you, you going to do to stop the ear and get to thinking. It'll make you feel alive. Something that we can be proud.

thank every morning to do this with my friends.

Actually my idea was not to get sentimental, but do a little introduction to tell you something that really changed my life, and what happened during the recording. So I venture to include this in the Daily Record.

not have to do with anything technical, or with producers or with the battery or the dishes that I used, or the green microphone was used to record the voices, it has to do with something that made this record is a hinge in my life: Mate.

I was not 26 springs ignoring this infusion, but was in the studio this fall that I really realized the value of, the place it occupies in the life of the people. It was actually during mixing I learned the secrets that the grass is so that the bulb is such a thing, that water does not boil, the round going there or here and etc, etc.
I began to see the matte as a companion at all times, in the good, the bad, day, night, alone, with friends, on the road, in a park, at work, at leisure, in the field, in the city, anywhere in life. Bitter or sweet? It is the sharing, and never sharing anything can be bad.
To end my confession and close a little better the concept I attached a paragraph I found out there in some anonymous:

"This is the only country where the decision to stop being a kid and start being a man comes a day in particular. Nothing pants, circumcision, university or living away from parents. Here we begin to be great the day we need to take some mates for the first time, alone. It is no coincidence. It is because. The day a guy puts the kettle on the fire and making his first mate with no one at home, at this minute, it has been found to have a soul. Or are you scared to death, or dead of love, or something, but is not an ordinary day. "

At some point we all know the songs, sounds and everything that includes this work could be done without mate. but who would dare to assert otherwise would not?

Finally: On Friday June 4th we will give a concert in the 3rd edition of Festival Ciudad Emergente. We play at 18 pm. Time.
I'll be waiting for someone to invite me to come to a mate. And that does not exceed the barrier of shame and stay away, the third song of the show, raise your hand. So I know that this applicant element of water, seemingly irrelevant, meant for you as for me sometime. The

greets Diega

Homemade Jack Off Toys Water Bottle

This week Auxi play at home. Despite the small squeaks and squabbles of our daughters got to make these delicious coffee cupcakes with frosting of Baileys. I think it goes without saying that these cupcakes are not suitable for minors but a luxury for larger parties. There are no words to describe the kick that gives the buttercream Baileys without the frosting the cupcake itself does not tell you much. We encourage that and we conteis probeis that you have similar.

without further ado let's the recipe ...

IRISH COFFEE CUPCAKES

Ingredients:
For the cupcakes:
instant coffee 1 tablespoon hot water
1cda

150g butter 150g soft light brown sugar 3 medium eggs

150g
pastry flour
For the frosting: Instant Coffee 1cda


1cda hot icing sugar 250g butter 125g soft
2-3 tbsp Baileys



Cocoa for dusting Method:
Preheat oven to 190 degrees and put the capsules cupcakes on a tray of 12 holes.

First dissolve the coffee with hot water. In a bowl whisk together butter and sugar to a cream or ointment. We threw eggs, flour and coffee and continue beating until blended. Divide the mixture between the capsules and put it in the oven to bake for 15-18 minutes or until golden brown and pierce with a toothpick comes out clean.

let cool on the tray five minutes before removing grilles and cool completely.

To make the frosting, dissolve the coffee with hot water in a bowl, then sift the sugar and pour the butter. Beat until well blended and add the Baileys to your liking. Put the icing in a pastry bag with large star tip and decorate each cupcake and sprinkle with cocoa.

Maxi Mounds Retirement

presents: The Mix and The Destiny.

Dear Friends
Through this cold contact, offer an overview of our current light.
As you well know, Tan Bionics is in the process of finalizing its new and long delayed album. This fact gives me enormous pride and great pain.
The moment we are passing on a painful and happy has been called by fence to see who • Process to mix. "
This process is fundamental Starring the album's producers: Pepe Céspedes Duarte and Oski Righi. The engineers Martín Pomares, Eduardo Pereyra and Hernan Agrasar guest engineer. Two of our best men and Emiliano and Diego Bambi Sasal that works directly and indirectly from a not too distant suburb. To explain this process
prefer first disclose the reasons for my self-exclusion. My reason is cowardice worthy and unworthy my reason is the metaphorical blindness that haunts me each of the events in which a work is handled once did. If you were a child should witness the birth? I do not answer now.
To meet me wish that you, most unaware of these avatars understand this process. I wrote a modest test or analogy of the mixture, which can read below. MODESTO

ENSAYITO ABOUT THE ANALOGY BETWEEN THE MIX AND THE FATE


From an early age my vision of life was very negative. I thought the fact of existence in the universe was to resist many ailments as inexplicable loneliness, disappointment in love, missing souls away and the absolute rejection of everything you do.
always thought that in my years as an infant should have been happy and unhappy that he caused pain to my loved ones. Fact that apart from the unhappiness generated blame me. So the best shelter for my sadness was the composition, and that was the most interesting of my loneliness.
At some point I realized that all those things that I suffered were the most valuable tools to run my practice of writing. Is something greater than myself, I grant that suffering will always support, to transform them into bricks to the bricklayer, in the salt for the cook or the engine to the mechanic. In the elements of my work when I write. Transite
and happy moments of magical things populating all my loneliness, fantasy filling the gaps of my absences and my fisuritas patching up with the sun of happy birthday.
I wrote and wrote and imagined finish the work with instruments and sound that mixed colors in my head and needed put them in my ears.
For that Bambi, Sebi Diego and recorded the instruments and all the heroes I mentioned before had to violently assign a volume and a place in space to each of the components recorded. Many arrangements of guitar, bass or synth are cleverly riddled during this process, to finally decide on the most relevant or the most beautiful.
The mixing process is a savior. Is to end the eternal pursuit of endlessly correct recordings.
is the escape for not spending eternity changing the songs so sick. Mix to finish, to get rid forever of the work, not to listen, to give to you, to not go crazy with what should have been. It is the end of the recording. It decides who dies and who lives.
The mixing are aware that they are employees of the universe, fate. They know that true beauty is not in the work. Beauty is not in the field. The real beauty is in the ear of the listener.
is a complex process intimately gives a deceptively simple result.
(Applause from engineers and producers)
I think for musicians is also a way to apologize for our previous works and is also a good mix. A moral duty. Yesterday I sat
's chair cielito and I realized that every move of the engineer moved some of my life, and what I really was trying to do was mix up my emotions. Trying to highlight those things that move me and trying to hide as many that hurt.
life suggests to me constantly and these songs have to sound one way or another. But each has something special, things that sound because someone put it there, either an engineer, a musician, god or a giant force ever seen and we can not stop or escape it. We can only understand the force and align with it to an illusory happiness. That
magical force that arises from the murderer of my calculations, the executioner of my speculations, the persecutor of my actions in advance is: FATE.