41. un drum cam lung de la primul pana la al doilea control, jetoane albastre, fum si miros de mici, cozi, concerte care au inceput cu intarziere , e drept, una mica… multa lume ingramadita in fata scenei, ecrane.
Hello Grandpa, I’ve been waiting for you for 18 years! You’re old Grandpa, you should retire. Your band sounds nice but your voice lost its strength. But still, Grandpa Alice, it sure was nice to see you!
No words to describe what was next! Kinda short, we wanted more…
Baghete fosforescente… daca asa se cheama, eu in sandale… nu, nu m-a calcat nimeni… adica doar Alex, dar bine inteles ca m-am lovit de una singura de o piatra, cred, asa ca am o mica rana pe un deget… Oameni care merg ciudat in a funny way si se grabesc de parca ar avea 30 de lucruri de facut in cele 15 minunte de pauza dintre concerte… totusi simpatici. Colturi, bere, multa bere, alge in deriva, nervi si blesteme, pletosi, idioate, o mare de pahare de plastic ramase in urma, fata draga de mana cu pletos in viteza disparand undeva… terasa cam scumpa, taxiuri, Revenge. Intr-un final acasa… nu a mea dar o casa, mancare si un pat.
Pe scurt: B’estival si ce fu dupa…