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I FORGOT ONE THING TO SAY - NO, 2 THINGS, PLEASE FORGIVE MY AMBITION:
ICH MÖCHTE EIN EISBÄR SEIN
SECOND THINK: IM KALTEN POLAR
GREAT THOUGHT
GREAT QUOTE
GREAT EISBÄR
IF YOU WANT ONE

posted by chris gelbmann @ 4:54 AM 0 comments

ooooo
i would like to start a lie
ooooo

posted by chris gelbmann @ 4:31 AM 0 comments

a few words about a bout

a few words to "WELTBERUEHMT IN OESTERREICH":

1. the winner takes it all
2. but who is the winner?
3. it's better to be first than to be better
4. oesterreich ist nicht frei
5. good luck to the oesterreich!

we should be lucky to have one of these amongst us:

1. sagmeister
2. heller
3. strauss
4. leopoldi
5. schwarzenegger

we are not mature enough to get close to them.
why?

posted by chris gelbmann @ 10:43 PM 0 comments

wishes for 2007

I wish for myself for 2007:

no more spam-mails (very unlikely)
a fine new Chris Gelbmann-album (very likely)
health (hope so)
wealth (very unlikely)

Have a great time!

posted by chris gelbmann @ 11:22 AM 0 comments

About A bout

THAT's one for the loners
they don't get lost but want to
That's the one for fakers
A cook won't make a baker
A fool won't make a circus
Distortion and some false fuzz
Born to make a sing-thing
Wingi wingy bing bing
No No No
Oh Oh Oh
I Eye EyE Oiheee
Come to yourself

posted by chris gelbmann @ 1:57 AM 0 comments

The Straight Story

The first time I got into the US was in 2000. On the way to Kahului I had to stay in San Francisco for 6 hours. I hate flying. No, I don't just hate it, it definitely makes me feel like dying. Having come through an unbelievably long flight from Frankfurt to San Francisco I finally had my first drink on that airport bar in San Francisco. A kind of cowboy sitting next to me saying something about "Seattle" that could have sounded like "sit down there..." made me feel like a true survivor. That made me happy: Not talking, but having conversation. That was new to me and kind of thrilling. I truely loved it. I went on - having 6 hours to kill - and got into that restaurant. No, I did not really get in, first I had to wait. And then the waiter got me in. That's the way they kill their time up/down there in the US. As I found out. Had myself a sandwich. What a great kind of sandwich. I was enlightened. Never had that kind of sandwich before. I did not only love it, I kept it within my memory for all the time being. Believe me: It was just GORGEOUS.
I went on - still had a lot of time to spend - and got into that other bar. A neatly dressed waitress asked me: "Single shot or double shot?" (I had asked for a wodka-orange.) and I: "Double shot." And that was it. But not the last. I had some of these double shots. Wow.
No, I was no more afraid of flying, I was just drunk.
And I still have no idea of how I got into that plane to Kahului. The first beer on that plane I spilled all over myself - and a little bit over my neighbour. "Sorry..." I mumbled, he just looked straight ahead the European way... I felt at home again. A look at my flight ticket told me, it would only take 1 and a half hours to get to Maui. What a mistake. I had totally forgotten about the time shift between San Francisco and Hawaii...
They started to show a movie. About an old guy driving a very very very long way to his brother on a lawn mower. No, not a tractor, a lawn mower. It was a David Lynch film. Called "The Straight Story".
I loved it immediately. It was perfect. It was telling. It was wise. It was drunk. I was drunk.
Today I saw this movie again on TV. It's still perfect. It's still telling. It's still wise. It got me drunk.
What a gorgeous piece of art.

posted by chris gelbmann @ 12:17 AM 0 comments

we all gotta go someday

in a perfect world we probably would have no ending.
it's a mind-dream to seem to be able to get prepared.
well, where did it all start? in your mother's kitchen, when you first found out how to cook good coffee or in a romantically fucked-in basement, where your amplifiers won't work?
Did it all start with the certain look of that kind of girl, that found you doing something right while you were just waiting for the next friend to show up and play the bass or was it really just a kickingly simple twist of fate that brought you into that kind of wrapping-it-up?
we should not - no, never - forget, how we got that lucky to be there.
Talent really means to never give too much and ask too much, to balance between yourself and nothing. It's not a question of learning, it's a question of attitude.
Talent is rude and has to be.
Talent has to be rude.
It's nothing we can get hold of.
It's just something we love to watch.
And then we get back into childhood and touch somebody's hand, finding ourselves saying: Good, you made it there... Thank you, I'm fine...
We never give up.
We have something to do.
We will not change the world, but we proudly let the world change us.
We are not into something, we are out of something.
And we have one thing, no one can ever take away from us: Respect.
I love to work with talented people.
May you never lose it.

posted by chris gelbmann @ 4:26 AM 1 comments

07 DEC. 2006 ::: live on stage again...

Dear All!

yeah, it's time to perform live on stage again... - I write it again... - watch out for:

VSA presents BUNTSPECHT JAM AND HOOTENANNY NIGHT
feat. CHRIS GELBMANN, LENA DOPPEL, EVA WOSKA & CO, GÜNTHER CASTANETTI, MARTIN KLEIN, DANIEL ADAM SMITH and others!

Do 07. DEC. 06 (20:00) ::: Wien ::: Gasthaus Vorstadt (Herbstrasse 37, 1160)

more info:
www.songwriting.at

Eines sei vorweg gesagt: Wir wissen nicht wirklich, was auf der Bühne passieren wird - und das macht das Ganze umso spannender. The song will not remain the same. Was auch immer einen Song bzw. das Musikmachen ausmacht - oft hat es mit Inspiration, Improvisation, dem Einfangen des Moments zu tun. Das wollen wir bei dieser "BUNTSPECHT JAM & HOOTENANNY NIGHT" zur Spitze treiben, einfordern, fördern.

Be with us and watch us play, interact, jam, perform,... - making music!

Tell your friends & C U there!
all the best,

Chris Gelbmann

posted by chris gelbmann @ 2:04 PM 0 comments