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Our friends from whatsthescene.com took some nice pictures of the show in Mumbai last week, that we would like to share with you!
“Every parting is a form of death, as every reunion is a type of heaven.” ~Tryon Edwards
As you guys already know, we are currently in the process of writing and recording a new album. We are really excited about what we have come up with so far!
What you guys might not know is that 3 of us, Markus, Ole and I (Martin) are also finishing our masters in the meantime. And this is where things get tricky. To make a long story short, Ole was not able to fulfill his needs as a drummer and a student with the time, heart and dedication these things have to be done with.
So Ole and the rest of the band had to take this tough decision and agreed mutually to go our separate ways regarding Fire on Dawson. Letting a band member go is like ending a relationship, it’s not one of the nicest moments in our lives. That’s why the remaining 3 of us are happy and proud that we are still good friends with Ole and we will continue to follow our passion for music. Ole will always be an important part of the Fire on Dawson family for us and we are very thankful for that.
But what is happening with the new album? Who is going to be the new drummer of Fire on Dawson? These are both pretty relevant and exciting questions which we will give you the answers to in the next few days. But this post is dedicated to our friend Ole.
As Martin is busy searching for biggest man vs biggest snake videos on youtube and Markus just started playing random riffs on his Framus in the name of ‘freedom’, I thought maybe I try my hand at this business of blog writing. What I want to share with you all today is the life of an upcoming musician: the myths and the realities.
Myth 1: Sex, drugs and rock n roll. Drugs: Probably the biggest sham of them all. If you’re trying to make it in the industry in today’s world as a serious hardworking professional, drugs would be the last thing on your mind. Just look back at what it’s done to some of the greatest musicians of yesteryear. Making mistakes is an important part of being human. Smart people learn from the mistakes of others.
Myth 2: It’s all for the love of music. It is not. Feelings don’t pay bills.
Myth 3: Getting discovered by chance. Sadly, it’s not the 70’s. There is no ‘luckily there was the CEO of roadrunner records in the audience and our music totally blew him away’. Unless you have a million youtube hits or a sugar daddy ready to pump in the euros, chances are you won’t get signed. But that’s not the end of the world! There are tonnes of artists out there today, making a living while still having complete control of their produce. Go out, meet people, share your music, play more music, write more music, use the internet intelligently, try different things. Don’t hope something might happen. Make it happen.
Myth 4: Talent is everything. It is not. Talent is just one small part of any success story. If you’re not ready to put in hardwork to back your talent up, you might as well save yourself the entire hassle.
So what does this life actually entail then? Hmmm…
Reality 1: There are more disappointments than triumphs in the life of a musician. No matter if you’re Metallica or three 14 year old kids playing showtunes in the garage (that’s right im talking about you Jonas Brothers!). Chances are you will face more downs than ups in your life. Both personal and professional.
Reality 2: It’s all for the love of music. It is. Without the love for what you do, you wouldn’t be able to come out of the troughs.
Reality 3: Alcohol. There’s plenty of it flying around. Sometimes maybe a little too much..
But in the end is it all worth it? I wouldn’t trade a second of it with anything else.
We are now in India for quite some time, but our trip to Varanasi and Kolkata was till now the deepest we immersed into the Indian culture. Varanasi is the holiest places in the world in Hinduism and Kolkata is said to be the cultural capital of India.
Our trip started in Delhi with a one and a half hour flight to Varanasi. As we got off the plane and drove to our hotel with a taxi, we felt kind of relieved because it seemed to be less noisy than Delhi and less crowded. In the inner parts of the city you barely find cars, most of the things and people are transported by motorbikes, bike-rikshaws, auto-rikshaws and three-wheel-transporters.
The holiness and the culture of the city is closely associated with the River Ganges and its religious importance in Hinduism. It is worshipped as the goddess ‘Ganga’. A bath in the Ganges causes a remission of sins and liberation from the cycle of life and death. When you wander along the Ghats at the Ganges (Ghats are the places where people go bathing, you can walk into the Ganges on stairs) you will always find pilgrims, locals and priests taking a bath in the Ganges, no matter what time. It is easy to imagine that people have been doing this for thousands of years – and you can really sense ‘history’ there.
For the next part I just want to state something:
I apologize for not knowing the exact details and the names of these rituals – I am just describing it from my view as a westerner and I have absolutely no intention to offend anybody!
Nevertheless I don’t want to skip my most impressive experience. Not all of the Ghats are bathing Ghats, some of them are also used for cremations. The male family members bring the dead body of the deceased to the ganges. Some hours prior the body was washed and prepared for cremation with oils and butter and some rituals I don’t know exactly. The body is now bathed in the ganges and a ceremony with fire is held.
After this the body is placed on a stack of wood and the fire is lit up. The family members have to stay and watch the fire until the body is completely cremated.
When I think about a german funeral, I don’t think any people outside the family and close friends are allowed to watch a ceremony like that. Indian life is somehow less exclusive and less private to strangers.
From Varanasi we took an overnight train to Kolkata. And this trip had a real “Indian quality” to it. This was the first time we ever used a train in India – first time in a rail station. Surprisingly the overall organisation is pretty good there. There are offices with very helpful people who explain everything and answer all your questions. So the first glance of the whole thing is kind of misleading. But here comes the “Indian quality”… our train was delayed for two hours. And we had no idea where our cabin will be, because these trains are very long and, as mentioned, it was our first time in a train. Again surprisingly, we had absolutely no problem finding our cabin and our seats.
Riding a train for longer distances without changing the train is somehow romantic to me. I always get the real feeling of travelling. It is way more convenient than a car, because you always have to adjust to the traffic and you have to buckle up….a train just rolls.
In a train it is kind of a static motion. Smoothly accelerating and decelerating. One can really see what landscape he is travelling through and your thoughts just go on a different journey.
We reached Kolkata at noon, with another two hours delay and jumped into the lively pulse of downtown Kolkata. We put our stuff in the hotel room and started to explore our last destination of our one week trip. We found nice people, lovely restaurants and cafés with really good coffee and snacks….
I’m still thinking about the whole experience in Kolkata and it seems to me that this city – or more the ‘feel’ of the city – is comparable to London or New York. The bustle and the vitality seemed kind of familiar to experiences I had in other big cities in the world.
To sum the whole feelings trip up is quite hard. As I mentioned in the beginning, we kind of started to feel a deeper connection to the whole life in India, as we got more insight in how life is organized and structured. From public transportation to cremations, from street shops and markets to baths in the ganges, from museums to unwilling taxi drivers, from barbers on the street to domestic flights…
Our first concert experience in India was awesome. As you guys might have read, we played our first concert in Chandigarh at the PECFEST 2010. Chandigarh is a lovely city north of New Delhi, where we are based. It has about 1.1 million people and is proclaimed to be the cleanest city in India. The city was planned by a swiss architect Le Corbusier and one can notice that there is an idea behind everything. There is close to no honking in the streets, they look very nice and our whole Chandigarh experience was overwhelming.
After a 7 hour drive with a “Force Tempo Traveller”, which is kind of a older version of the german Mercedes Sprinter, the hospitality team gave us a very warm welcome at the Guest House of the PEC (Punjabi Engineering College) which included drinks and lunch, we headed off for soundcheck. The stage setting was professional and we were quite impressed by the shear size of the whole festival. We were told that they expect around 5000 people on that day for the evening.
The soundcheck was Indian style and I mean it in the best possible way one can say that. Everything was taken care of by someone and somehow everything worked out, you just don’t know why and how. In the backstage area we three instrumentalists got dressed in our Sherwanis – a traditional Indian dress: a mix of baggy pants and pantyhose as trousers, a knee-long shirt and on the top a type of a frock coat. I think they looked good on stage and we felt very comfortable playing in these Indian style suits.
The stage experience was simply fantastic. We performed in front of 5000 screaming fans, as promised earlier by the organizers. Our specially prepared Indian festival set was just perfect. We started out with one of our newly written songs, got on with some of our classics, brought it all down with an acoustic version of “Every Second” to bring it up again in the end with “Stuck In Infinity” and “Hit Me”.
As we came off stage, we were surrounded by people and talked to a lot of you guys who had very kind words for us, our music and our performance. Thank you all for that!
In the evening after watching another band’s show, we met with the music club of PEC for a Meet&Greet and talked about music, culture, travelling, studies and personal stuff. I hope you guys enjoyed that evening as much as we did. At this point I want to give out a big shout to all the guys who were involved in the organization and hospitality team and for all the interest and time you shared with us!
Coming to the end, for this time, I also don’t want to forget to thank all of you guys in the audience who made this experience possible! You guys were great.
We headed home to Delhi after a short visit to the Rock Garden in Chandigarh and some radio interviews on the day after the concert. I want to sum up the whole trip with the catch phrase of a radio station in Chandigarh
“jiyo dil se!”
and the motto of the PECFEST
“let’s leave a mark!”
…I think we did