Slowly Dancing / Usporena igra

 Slowly Dancing / Usporena igra

CHICHIBICHY

Luckily, the stool at the drum-set hadn't left vacant for long. Before long, it was warmed by quite a character called CHICHIBICHY(?). Chichibichy is a disguise name of Mr. Jovicic Radisa or, better still, Jovicich Radisha. He's adopted some properties of a chameleon. In some songs (as "Dirt Minds") he assumed the name form of "Jovanovic R." Public, however, should be aware that deals with the very same person.

Among the others, Chichibichy suffers two serious drawbacks. Firstly, his playing was a clockwork. No person can be found on Earth to account on him being a cause for the band to play any song again during recordings. The second was that, in spite of his supreme efforts to memorize the order of songs during a concert, refreshing of his memory was inevitable. That's why D.R.Phantom was always on alert of reminding him what song is going to be played next. It was done, as a rule, by application of some ciphered expressions like: "She has best boobs around!" and the like.


Yes, the three of them went on playing mixed repertoire. It means some original and some, at the time, popular songs played by the others (Queen: "I Want to Break Free"... for example). How did it work? D.R.Phantom took over the bass guitar, and, the band, somehow, managed to preserve its local popularity. Yet, all the time they were aware about doing the wrong business. Needless to say, D.R.Phantom was 100% fond of the idea of the Last Step but he was far from being Sting, McCartney, or Phil Lynott. It's a well known problem to musicians. Simultaneous singing and playing the bass guitar requires great skill, since melody lines of the bass guitar and vocal usually don't match (if the bass guitar is to be played as it should be). So, all the time, all of them, were aware about the need of someone taking over the duty of resting his fingers on (all important) four thick strings. And, according to their proposed standards of quality, there was only one person around born for the post.



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JUN 1986

Into the morning you arose.
Amid slumbering postures you weaved
Your soul
You spilled out
Miraculous light into my eyes,
You,
Maria. 

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