Time to lighten things up a bit, if only for a day. First, a palate cleanser, before we get to the main event.
This, and a slew of other similar videos, proves that not all music everywhere has been infected with the deadly American music virus. What else it proves is open for debate.
Now for the event. Drumroll, please:
If you watch without smiling, leave and do not come back. I meant it.
Just you see if you can find anything better. Nah. Don’t bother, because you won’t. Raise your hand is you saw the gnomes. Strapping horns to oneself is…er…well, it’s still better than rap, hip hop, that sophisticated (demonic) noise they pump into the lobbies of top hotels and bars, pop, or most rock.
I am not the only one who thinks we have witnessed greatness. The picture which heads the post is taken from Horst Konrader’s grand Brasil tour, which concluded this July. The tour may have been named Lass es richtig hupen!, which is Let it Honk! Or maybe it was Everything in the Key of C!
Careful observers will have noted that the equipment used in the Brazil tour were considerably more sophisticated than in the older video above. Those original horns would never have stood the test of time. All those miles. All those toots.
And you have to admit all that tooting keeps Konrader in great shape! Here is he on a recent Dutch TV show. A familiar melody!
His is not a one-trick band, though. He also does cow bells.
Konrader has imitators. French imitators, of course. Whereas Konrader prefers volksmusik, Michel Lauziére tends towards the classics.
Enough! I’m taking the weekend off to recover.