Mother's Cake

Summer 2014

One more long motorcycle trip brings me to my beloved Austria for one more time. I'm staying outside Innsbruck at a generous friend of mine and one coldish night after a few drinks out he takes me to a friend of his. We enter an artistic place where we are welcomed by the host, named Arno, with a warm smile that stayed on through the whole night. I chatted with this guy about music so he decides to bring out a guitar from a case, very similar to the ones Santana usually plays. It had a great fretboard and felt really nice in my hands. I appreciated his move so the music chat went further. I told him "you know...the kind of music I like is must have the groovy heart of Led Zeppelin, you know this fat meaty drums but also with some explorative progressive attitude." He smiled in agreement and told me " You have to listen to Mother's Cake". I kept the name on my phone to check it later and he talked about that band a bit more, including the fact that since they were new local heroes at Tirol he decided to make a mocking band with friends of his called "Father's Cake". Singing was among his talents. I left his place with a warm heart and next day I continued my trip which would take me up to Sardinia and then back to Greece spending so much time on ferries that I really appreciated the fact that back in the day I had a tent with me to use on board. I was keeping it in place with neodymium strong magnets out of a hard disk:

 When I got back home I rushed to check that band out in my sound system and...I couldn't thank Arno enough. Top notch stuff.

Arno shocked us when he passed away a year later (2015) and ironically enough it was me that learned it before my friend who couldn't believe the news. We will all leave this world one day but the music will always be here.

Why did I recall this story? Blame Youtube's algorithm that brought on my screen this masterpiece:

Girls 'n Boys, come have last year's Mother's Cake and do yourself a favour to also check the rest of their albums:

Back to the roots?

...kinda...if roots is this blog of mine. Not out of nostalgia (though we're all vulnerable to "her"). It just seems that my relations with various social networks ended up more or less like my relations with all my ex girlfriends...not for the same reasons though :)