Showing posts with label music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label music. Show all posts

Back on track

There’s absolutely no other feeling in the world like flying. I know, because I fly—not in a plane, or on a hang glider—but I fly with my feet. When a sudden beating drum and a wailing fiddle echo throughout the room, my feet shoot into the air, weaving my body in all directions. That’s when I really fly, when my body soars gracefully around the room, in perfect rhythm and harmony with the flowing music.But my feet do not just gallop aimlessly; the steps I take are taken with great meaning. I am not just any dancer—I am a contemporary dancer. I began dancing at the late age but I continue to do so. Dancing  has been a part of my entire life, however only four years ago I started building my muscles and stretching my limbs in order to learn the required fancy footwork. It is not just a hobby, it is not just a talent, it is a passion. And it is my passion.

If there’s one thing that can be said about me, it is that I am an incredibly passionate person. I put my heart and soul into everything I do, whether it is relationships, music, school, dancing, writing, teaching or even life. And there’s nothing that stirs up passion inside of my soul like  dancing. The second I lace up my shoes and point my toe, waiting for the loud, wailing fiddle and the pounding of the rhythm , a flood of boiling blood bursts through my veins and pumps adrenaline throughout my body.

 A swift kick here, a bounding leap there—away I fly, into the air like a howling wind. So you can understand how hard it was for me not to dance for a year due to my leg injury, now I'm back on my feet and ready for  when a vibrant melody streams into my eardrums, my reaction  to dance. Energetic twists and turns, hops and jumps, leaps and stamps come naturally to me. I always find ways to express myself, and expressing myself through dancing is one of the most beautiful forms. At times, when the music is so loud that it hushes the world and its noises surrounding me, I give my soul to the music and worship it through my dancing. I close my eyes, breathe the air, and let my body fly free as my feet overpower me. And when that happens, the music welcomes my dance, and scoops me up into the air, to dance on the clouds, where I will be forever in my bliss. 










Sounds of the teenage age... Iron Maiden

You know how most people are embarrassed by the music they were listening when they were in their teenage age, especially like when they were 12 or 13 years old. 
Three days ago I was on the Iron Maiden concert and I really wanted to write how good it was and how  glad I am that I saw  for the second time a band that I liked since very young age, and how lucky I am that they are still touring after all these years. But then it hit me how most people that I know are not that into music that we all started to listen together but they somehow don't like it any more and are even ashamed of it. 

Iron Maiden crew!


Iron Maiden baby! Get muddy or go home!

This being the case I went with people that I weren't there when my love for this band started. Which is great because you can share your stories about how you started to listen to them and what kept your love towards them till present day. My friend's daughter also came to the concert. She travelled from another country to get to the concert. She's at her teenage years now and it was her first heavy metal concert so she was extremely excited about it, and I was glad that I'll be the one she'll share this experience with. We went for a beer before the show, and got there just to see the opening act, during which she asked me could we go a bit more in the front, I asked the rest of friends we were with:" Shall we all go a bit more in front of stage?" but they replied: "No, we're good here." Then she started saying: "Please, please..." But I knew that they will not change their minds, and also how important this is to her, so I said: "Okay, we will go and try to pass a bit more in front. 

We will meet you afterwards at the exit." Boy I didn't regret it. There's only one way to watch actually not to watch because it's hard with all the kicking and jumping and head banging, but to experience Iron Maiden concert. From the front rows! When they started the Kalemegdan Fortress was on fire, and when Bruce Dickinson said: "Scream for me Belgrade, scream!" Belgrade screamed, I could feel their power and all the energy that people produced to their music. 

Moonchild was the opening song and right on the Can I play with madness? the madness started the crowd was jumping , kicking I was moved 10 feet more up front from the spot I was standing, some girls fainted from all of this. It was like this till the end of the show. I cried on the Vincent Churchill's speech  with the sound of planes in the background that is made as intro for Aces High. If you're not familiar with the one:

"We shall go on to the end. We shall fight in France, we shall fight on the seas and oceans, we shall fight with growing confidence and growing strength in the air, we shall defend our island, whatever the cost may be. We shall fight on the beaches, we shall fight on the landing grounds, we shall fight in the fields and in the streets, we shall fight in the hills; we shall never surrender!" 


I don't know why but I get very emotional when it comes to war history, so for the rest of the song I recuperated myself from the speech. The song tells the story of a British RAF pilot  fighting against the German Luftwaffe during the Battle of Britain in 1940, the first battle to be completely fought by aircraft. Churchill said after the battle that never in history so many people owed their lives to so few. British had only 350 aircraft in the air and mighty talented pilots that fought bravely for their country and won. One of the guys that stood next to me gave me the look like "WTF is wrong with you?" I guess he doesn't know what is it about, but he's a kid, I didn't know it either back at his age ;) Song Sanctuary was the last song and I felt a bit down because it's maybe the last time I'll see them on tour, but the one that closed the concert venue was Always look on the bright side of life which made much sense to me later when I thought  about it, it was their way of saying not to get stressed over small things and irrelevant things just enjoy life. 

Up the Irons! 
Having realized that I summarized my day at the Maiden show:
-I met a wonderful, gorgeous young girl that happens to be my good friends daughter and that she experienced her first metal concert with me and had a blast. 
-Drank beer with my Yoga instructor and our three friends before the show, we didn't do that in a long time.
-Learned that I still am into music that I adored when I was 12 years old. 
Lovely Milica, daughter of my friend from Montenegro
-It just touched my heart to see so many young people that are into metal music
-Went home by foot because the bus driver didn't want to let me in a bus because of my muddy boots, which is okay since on my way home I met someone who asked me Have you been to the show? I said: "Yes" and we continued talking it turned out we were going in the same direction so I had company and an hour long walk home ;)
- All in all great memories in just one day so remember: "Every second is a lifetime"

Love everybody. 











Changes on New Year's day


  • People say that number 13 brings bad luck, in my case it's quite the opposite. The year 2013 brought so many pleasures to me. Even though it didn't start well it worked it's way out to be an amazing year. I learnt from all these experiences and as a token of gratitude I will offer my gained knowledge to you lovely people that participated in my 2013 moments and memories.
  • Here we go :)
  • You should travel as much and as often you can. It will not happen to you if you constantly postpone it, in the end you realize time flew and nothing happened. Learn a new language, even a basic level can give you pleasure of knowing how to say something in another language. It's fun as hell, not to mention useful. If you are in a bad relationship, get out of it and run as far as you can. Who ever got out of a bad relationship wished it had done it earlier. I should have put this first. Don't miss a chance to go and see your favourite musicians, I'm saying this because can you imagine how people who said: "Njaaah, we'll see Nirvana next time..." feel? Don't be afraid to take risks, of course we fail but more often we strive. That why it's worth it all. I've taken some risks this year and don't regret any of them. I just know that I will not ask myself why didn't you take that chance. I can't bullshit about this too much, but keep your physical health at it's top, you'll be thankful later. Exercise the body for a cheerful mind and vice verse. Don't let to be determined by gender rolls. Stating that in your days women didn't do that or this is a man work, you won't persuade anybody not even yourself. Quit a job that doesn't satisfy you. Of course you have to pay the bills, but that doesn't mean that you should suffer a bad job over that. Looking for a better job doesn't require money, takes good will of the individual. And for my lovely students, try hard in school, not because school grades have any effect on where you'll end up in life , but because one day you'll realize how cool it was to be able to spend the whole day learning new things. Be aware of your beauty, most of us spend our youth thinking we're not pretty enough, but those are our best years. Say I LOVE YOU! Don't be afraid of it, just say it. Once you're old, it will not matter that the love wasn't returned, but not letting the person you love know how you feel. Listen to your parents advice. The things they say about life are usually true. Think about other people, do some charity, by charity I don't mean join an organization and donate money just help someone in need when you can. Your little counts in large amount. Fuck other people opinions, what you are should matter only to you. Just remember in 5/10/20 years those people won't be around, and their opinion will not matter then as it shouldn't matter now. Don't put other people need before yours, carrying is wonderful but not at expense of you own dreams. Act on something, do more, fulfill the desire. When people think about how much time they needed to start something, to get it done, they realize the time that had gone wasted. Reach out Serbia is one of the best things that I started this year with 5 more lovely people who support me. Don't hold grudge, especially to the ones you love. What's the point of reliving the anger that you feel? Stand up for yourself, no one should raise their voice at you. Volunteer. You'll feel sad for not contributing to the world and making it a better place. Respect your elders, they hold so much knowledge and wisdom. Go straight to your grandparents if you have one, since they won't be around forever. Don't work to hard or spend more time than it's needed at work. On your dying bed you would want to have spent more time with your family and friends not in an office. Finish what you started, the process may be hard, but the results are compelling. If you have kids, spend more time with them, play around make fool of yourself. My father told me how my journey from being his little girl to becoming a woman went in blink of an eye. Sometimes you should let people go, people change, you change. In friendship there should be no strings. No hidden catch, no strings attached, just Freelove. Also meet new people be open toward them, give everyone an equal chance you never know. Do some public act, on a stage, catwalk or on TV or radio. Just a few days ago I was on a radio air and it was amazing to hear my voice on a broadcast. Don't worry so much, in the end most things that we worry about never actually happen. And last but not least. Show gratitude. At the beginning it's hard to see it, but in time it becomes very clear that every moment on this planet from those everyday stuff to those glorious ones are a gift that we're happy to share.
  •  So thank you all for making my 2013 a special year, I hope that this one will be better. I'll do my best to make it so for me and you both
  • I want to wish you all you a Happy New Year! Some of you I know for quite a while, others are new in my life, but all of you equally made my year special. No matter what you have planned to see, do or make in 2014, have fun and be safe.

Depeche Mode Obsession Disorder

Depeche Mode Obsession Disorder
Yeah, you got this right! There are thousands of Depeche Mode Devotees wandering around with this, many of them unaware how serious it is. And it can be contagious! Check out these symptoms to see if you have this condition:
Inability to concentrate on anything other than Depeche Mode and their music, oftentimes leading to job loss, misplacing children, kitchen accidents and bad driving.
Obsessive belief that you are married to one or all of the band members; especially bad if you are already married and are calling out band members names in your sleep. In the most serious cases, you have gotten rid of your mate to make room for the band that you believe is living with you. No one should dig in your back yard.
Suddenly bursting into a frenzy of singing Depeche Mode songs in public, sometimes with violent arm waving. Even more dangerous if you think the band is there singing with you.
Excessive sweating in the presence of any of the band members. This can progress to excessive drooling as well, especially if Dave is present.
Those most seriously affected may suddenly start babbling incoherently or lose the ability to talk at all.
Constantly having to replace your computer when the hard drive fails from being overloaded with thousands of photos and videos of the band, accompanied by permanent damage to your fingers from right-clicking to download the same photos and videos that crashed your computers in the first place!
You barricade yourself in your home with your stash of Depeche Mode photos, videos and music for long periods of time. Many of your friends will believe you died, and some may send the police. No, not the band The Police, the REAL police.
Obsession with the color black. Everything must be black. This can progress to painting your entire body black or dying your pets. If your car windshield is now black, seek help immediately. Preferably not in your own car. Black contact lens should be discarded.
The only number you ever use is 101. Causes a big problem when banking and you no longer get your mail. Unless your house number is 101. And the IRS is not amused.
You wave your arms in a frenzy anytime you hear Depeche Mode music. You wave them uncontrollably anytime you see anyone that looks even remotely like Dave. And you wave them at the police officer while being arrested for waving while driving with your Depeche Mode music at concert volume. You get in more trouble when you sing Barrel of a Gun to the officer to justify your waving. Serious cases of waving will require shoulder surgery.
You have homeland security on speed dial as you are convinced the terrorists are plotting to steal Andy, Martin and Dave from your home. Yes, you think the band lives with you.
You build an addition to your home to store all the Depeche Mode stuff you have bought. You have multiple copies of everything, fearing the supply will run out. Plus you need all the extra walls for the tons of giant posters of the band you had printed from all those photos you downloaded earlier. Just Can't Get Enough! Yeah, that's the song you sing when bringing home more stuff!
You know the words to every song they ever recorded, even the ones on "Ultra", progressing to the delusion that you actually WROTE all the songs yourself and gave them to the band as a love gift.
You buy tickets to every concert even if you can't go just to have the tickets for your Depeche Mode scrapbook. Yes you have scrapbooks. Hundreds of them.
You have multiple arrests for reaching out and touching men that look like members of the band while asking them to be your Personal Jesus. Unfortunately you reached out and touched more than their faith, muttering something about wanting to touch their "Little One"
You tell your psychiatrists (yes you have several of these) that your favorite feelings are those of death, pain, suffering and other things from dark places. With a smile on your face. He thinks you should be committed, but you tell him all Devotees are committed. He does not get it.
You create websites, Pinterest, Tumblr, facebook and other pages for the band, spending hours every day, convinced the world needs this. Urgently! The band told you this, right?
You believe that You Tube was invented as a showcase for Depeche Mode and are outraged that other people are posting videos there. Obviously youtube has been hijacked by Bon Jovi, but you don't know who they are as you only listen to Depeche Mode.
Long term sufferers will progressively lose their ability to walk normally from so many years of dancing "Dave style" around their house. Long supermarket aisles will start to resemble a catwalk, further provoking this behaviour in public; those indulging in the accompanying hip thrusts and ass shaking risk being arrested by store security, Even worse is if they suddenly remove their shirt and dance bare chested. Especially bad if they are female.
You can't visit a dog shelter without breaking into singing "Precious" at full volume. Unfortunately the dogs don't know how to pose and Anton Corbijn is not there to help. Those most afflicted will sing "Precious" when sighting any dogs anywhere, even one. Scares the heck out of the dog's owner,( but the dogs love the sound of the music.)
You think guitars were not invented until the year Martin Gore got his first one; I mean they do sort of look like a synthesizer with strings? Martin invented this, right?
Your friends no longer invite you out for an evening on the town since the night you sang "Soothe My Soul" to the shirtless guy with tattoos standing at the bar because you thought he looked like Dave from behind. He was not Dave, did not get soothed, was definitely not amused and it got ugly.
You have been permanently banned from the local costume store after trying to steal all the feather wings to send them to Martin Gore.
Your front door banner reads "Welcome to My World", but you never answer your door. You can't hear the bell over the concert volume Depeche Mode music that is on autoplay 24/7. Plus you have lost the ability to talk about anything other than Depeche Mode.
Your friends bribe the people sitting around you at Depeche Mode concerts to take photos. No, not photos of the BAND. Photos of YOU making a fool of yourself screaming, waving, climbing on stage, and tossing your panties at Dave, particularly bad since they were the ones you were wearing when you entered the concert. And more photos are taken by the police when you are thown out by security for cussing at the rich people in the front row for not singing the correct lyrics. No, not the band The Police, the REAL police.
SO, WHAT'S THE CURE?
First,if you have a friend that has this disorder, proceed with caution. Under no circumstances should you try to remove them from their safe little Depeche Mode world. Approach them with kindness, playing DM music if you have it (Oh, surely you do? ) Singing a few lyrics may soothe them. They will be just fine, secure in their belief that the band takes care of them. Always. Forever.
If you yourself have this condition, congratulations! You are one of the lucky chosen ones! Everyone that criticizes you is envious. You have DM. They don't. You should share. It is very contagious.
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THERE IS NO CURE. NO CURE IS NEEDED. BE CALM. YOU ARE PERFECTLY NORMAL AND HEALTHY. THE REST OF THE WORLD IS SICK AND CONFUSED!
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Oh no, they didn't! Depeche Mode New Single!

The release of a new studio album is business as usual for Depeche Mode,They have finished their European tour and soon are going to kick off  the American Tour, but before they do they have a treat for us fans. Right as their North American tour kicks off, Depeche Mode have released their video for their latest single “Should Be Higher.” The song comes from their new album “Delta Machine,” which was released earlier this year. A pyrotechnic backdrop adorns Depeche Mode's live-performance The clip was directed by Anton Corbijn, who's responsible for numerous Depeche Mode videos as well as Nirvana's "Heart-Shaped Box" and Coldplay's "Talk." The song, officially out Sept. 9, marks the third single from "Machine," following "Heaven" and "Soothe My Soul."
The clip shows the band in their live element with Dave Gahan playing the role of the charming front man. Going strong for 33 years, the guys show that they still have the magic and wonderfulness  when it comes to performing live. Stunning bright visuals dance behind Gahan as he dances, wiggles, and schmoozes the crowd. The video shows what fans can expect from the band's latest outing. In my opinion  Should Be Higher – The vocal risks Gahan takes on “Should Be Higher” are the ones he should be taking more of. There’s a soaring reach to a falsetto in the chorus, anchored by the Gore/Fletcher/Hiller industrial rhythm section – it really works. Despite its yearning tone, this tune is an achievement, capitalizing on the ambition laid out on "Playing the Angel," but not fully realized on "Sounds of the Universe."
Official release date of single CD is on 09.09.2013. Available in stores from 23.09.2013.  You can watch the new video here. ENJOY!
Share your impressions about the new single.