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Fest (1/2)

This time we write, because on November 25 attended the Fest Waraira Monteavila University, where seven national bands appeared ( Fire Montevideo, OK, fried tomatoes, Andreazulado, 1st edition, Rawayana, and Los Mesoneros ) making the public the pass ; rich, on a night when the good vibes and music were the protagonists. Admit that at first the atmosphere was a hair off, but lacks that dark and they soon become active. Unfortunately for personal reasons we could only get to see 4 bands, which you interviewed for our readers, may know or learn a little more about of these people and have some plans for the future. Here are the first 2 interviews:

MONTEVIDEO FIRE

I ntegrantes: Carlos Poletto (guitar and vocals) Luis Fernandez (bass) Frank Briceño (drums)

A ireFresco: that is, the name of the band?

Montevideo Fire: Fire by an element of passion, hot. Montevideo Uruguay's capital, a city that despite being in a Latin American context has a base European influence, as our music.

AF: How long have as a group, making music?

FM: bassist and I have nearly 9 years playing together but in different bands, and end all of that led us to form this band, which has 5 or 6 months.

AF: What has been the reaction from the public about their music?

FM: Our audience so far has been excellent, the people who have gone to touch a lot and we have to trip out with them, is a very active audience that likes to leap, dance, and the proposal is this.

AF: After this event, do you have dates next touch?

FM: So far there any safe touch anything. What is certain is that in December we will have one or two touches to finish the year.

AF: What comes with FuegoMontevideo?

FM: We are now recording the second single, called red roofs, which will be published for the month of December with a video project.

AF: Where can we find FUEGOMONTEVIDEO music?

FM: www.myspace.com / fuegomontevideo on Facebook (Fire Montevideo), and can write to fuegomontevideo@gmail.com and sent without problem, until we post the song to everyone can download.

Montevideo fire on the platform of Waraira Fest

FRIED TOMATOES

Members: Boston Rex (vocals, bass) Kike Franco (guitar) Tortel Vera (guitar) Chinese Agreda (acoustic guitar) Tony Cash Maestracci (drums)

AF: How long have formed the fried tomatoes?

TF: It is a project of about 14, 15. With 3 albums and an EP.

AF: First, congratulations, because right now it is listening enough Fried Tomatoes, especially songs like "My cure my illness" and "swim to get there", how did it happen to you?

TF: Thanks, we are reaping the fruits of labor of many years, also the urban music movement in the country is boiling and it makes you take into account many bands that are much more difficult question especially bands like us who are not in Caracas, but of Puerto La Cruz.

AF: What have felt out of their "home", Puerto La Cruz?

The public of Caracas, we earned it little by little, there are times when everyone knows the band and our delight. Valencia, Puerto Ordaz, Barquisimeto are an audience that loves us and supports full, apart from the support of Puerto La Cruz, our home.

AF: So what does Tomates Fritos?

TF: We're finishing the tour, and recorded the video for "I cure my illness" with Rodrigo Michelangeli (Rawayana drummer) hope this in the street December, gift to our fans, as will the album "Bullet Man" on the Internet so they can download.

AF: Is there something you want to say to the readers of Airefresco?

TF: Keep listening to good music, support if you like, and not to support to support, carry it to its best result, and thanks!

Tomatoes Fried in full show

For more information on Fried Tomatoes visit his myspace: www.myspace.com / tomatesfritos

Thanks to them for their time (and @ @ fuegomontevideo tomatesfritos) and Rafael Rico that took the trouble to seek them to give us this interview. (Interviews sponsored www.rdecordura.tumblr.com )

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El marcapasos marchaba lento y constante. Su sonido me irritaba, sentía que llevaba mucho tiempo oyéndolo y estaba decidida a hacer que se detuviera. Inspiré fuerte para llenar mis pulmones de aire y pude reconocer algunos olores. Creo que era desinfectante y anestesia. Abrí los ojos con algo de dificultad. Me pesaban de sobremanera y el color de las paredes no ayudaba mucho. Parpadeé un par de veces para acostumbrar la vista. Todo a mi alrededor era blanco, lucía demasiado limpio y pulcro para mi gusto.

had a pair of paintings hanging on the wall to the right. I recognized immediately that he had painted my mom, only she can combine colors that way. I never was good that I had to find meaning to the paintings or find the sentiment embodied, perhaps was not born to see this kind of art, which is not much to my mother proud.

visualized some pictures with pictures, but I could not distinguish people in them were too far and my eyes did not help much. To the left of my bed was a very modern gray sofa installed just below the window matched the curtains, as well as the carpet. Judging by the type of place, it was not my room. I looked

pacemaker and followed their cables. Some went to a place that my view was not enough, while a thinner was connected with a small clamp was placed on my index finger. Just then I felt the weight in my hand. Locate a transparent cable was attached to my arm with a needle. This went beyond a pinkish liquid coming from a bag hanging on a rack next to the pacemaker.

was clear that I was in a hospital and that something had happened, but did not cover why. We instinctively moved his legs, which fortunately responded to my order. I put my hands to the face and saw that everything was in place but still had my voice.

- My name is Violeta -. Was low and thick. I felt stupid talking to myself, and wished I had not, but could rule out that possibility. I sighed.

I looked through the window. It was clear, perhaps it was morning or afternoon, I could not decide because the sky is not defined. He was gray to blue, but surely the clouds darken and the city would win.

Suddenly opened the door. I turned my head so fast that the room spun around me, but I recovered immediately. It was my mother, or possibly what remained of it. He looked so different. He wore a blue sweater almost 2 sizes bigger than her slim body, a pair of jeans worn and stained with paint. His brown hair looked frizzy and more opaque than ever, in addition to him so long that reached to his waist. His face was haggard and emaciated. Usually my mother was smiling, wearing colors furious, to prove there was life in it, your energy flooded the rooms to enter, but this time it was so different, she looked so ... gray, I could almost see a dark cloud over his head.

went in without looking at me, walked to the couch with lethargy and dropped it.

- Mom? - Asked cautiously.

His eyes opened abruptly widened. He straightened up quickly and ran to my side.

- Violeta!, My Violet finally I can not believe it - her tears wet my face as he kissed me - I missed my love so much your voice at me, paused a moment and gave me his best smile. I smiled back and she rushed to hug me as hard as he could.

- Mom what happened? Why am I here? - Millions of questions came into my head that I could not decide where to start. He turned from me and looked at me sadly.

- Daughter Do not you remember anything?, Of course not, if the blow was too strong, but you know who I am? You know what's your name? Who is your family? Remember your life? -. As his voice asking the questions became more shrill, and I spread his fear and anxiety.

- Of course I know who you are, you just called mom right? - Put eyes in a gesture of mockery - but on second thought, do not look like I remember what happened to you?, lights like a zombie movie out of a low-budget horror, "I said, smiling ironically.

- Yes, you're right that I'm stupid! - Said with a laugh - ... is that I no more than emotion. Began tears in his eyes and in large quantities. He came and took my face in his hands.

- I'm not going to wake up my love.

I felt as if a jet of cold water falling on my head. Wake up? In what he meant by that.

tried to sit, but his arms me stopped. I struggled a bit and I hit my goal so I had no choice but to help and arrange the pillows.

- What do you mean, "thought he would not wake up? - Use your fingers to emphasize the phrase, but it took him seriously enough with the gripper on the finger.

slowly sat down on the bed and took my hand. His passivity drove me crazy, doubt was killing me. Took a deep breath and said without preamble.

- Violet, you were in a coma for almost 2 years.

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L to rain slowly declined and our steps were in line. We approach the swings of the square and sat down. The joke with me in a very natural, as if nothing occurred. I look so amused. Their stories much detail you could almost feel being with him there.

could not help but smile, it was unintentional. I must admit the idea of \u200b\u200bthinking that this man was my occupied a large percentage of my smile, everything else I attribute that to love or unconscious stuff that one feels.

Our laughter were to decline to be silent.

- Why? - Said abruptly.

immediately realized he meant. How had I changed my mind? At what point had decided that she loved him?

- Because yes.

- Why yes? - Said exasperated.

- Because it had to be, because ultimately I realized it was you who looked like a different person. The words came without permission, as if someone the said by me. U n impulse I stood up, sat on his lap and hugged him tightly.

- You know what it's selfish of you to do this - I could feel her sadness as he stroked my hair.

My heart raced, how not know if half of the night I thought, knew that at any moment I would say and it was much earlier than imagined. In tempted to get foot, but I stopped her cold hands.

- I did not say that you mad, "cried imploringly.

- I know, I pushed my arm against his chest harder and me stood up to clarify my ideas. I stood before him crestfallen and shame. - Be I'm selfish, and believe me I'm not proud at all with what I'm they made do.

His eyes were sad, nervously took chains swing or and bit his lower lip.

- I'm afraid, "said ... pausing. - Fear of what I feel, fear of not being able entenderm and I it, afraid to make DAMAGE or scared of losing, "I sighed - Y what me most fear is losing my insensitivity. - said as he sighed in despair.

There was his smile again, mischievous, as if hiding a secret. He stood up and took my chin. Placed his lips on mine gently. He closed his eyes, sighed and said:

- I love you.

started to bite my lip nervously, I felt it, and I am so happy that he was the reason to tell them p irst time. I did not know whether to shout, but probably not a good idea. I hugged him so hard as I could and started to tickle. Toys for a moment, until I got your back subirm ea. I spent

my arms around his neck while he held my legs. I gave him a kiss on the cheek, me close to his ear and whispered:

- I love you too.