Tanya Fokina - girl in the van, merch boss, skinny chef, flower power
Sophia Miroedova - artwork (based on the Hungarian national costume ornament)
Gáspár Binder - promoter
This bootleg was recorded on 22.02.2016 in the capital of Hungary during The Grand Astoria's "Road Test Tour". This time it was a bit unusual: we were literally rehearsing the new songs on stage, trying new arrangements, fearlessly testing different ideas "right here, right now". We also started with very raw sketches of the lyrics and I was trying to add a line or two every day, brainstorming in the van while we were moving towards another destination mark. Budapest gig was just the 4th show in our schedule so most of the new songs still had just meaningless blah-blah-blah (think Nirvana's "Tourette's") word combinations. This will probably make some gentle ears bleed but that's the way how I wanted it all to be. So don't mind minor mistakes here and there ,better picture yourself in the band's practice room and watch (hear) the songs evolving right in front of you and let the music flow.
P.S. By the end of the journey we mastered our skills and now ready to cut the new tracks properly in the studio. So the initial goal was achieved.
released March 31, 2016
This is The Grand Astoria, (who if memory serve right last appeared in these pages courtesy of a damn fine inclusion on a long since sold out Fruits de Mer happening) and a live mix of ‘nine lives of Dersu Uzala’ – this bad boy trips, glides and wig flips its way through a head shrooming genre bending mosaic which within its 22-minute visitation one might feel as though they have disconnected from reality to surf upon the astral planes such is its hazily glazed tone, that said before you get there you do have to navigate your way through a seismic trip-a-rama that incorporates everything from prog, psych and stoner blues right through to brief flashes of Afrobeat, it truly is a mind altering odyssey of sound that wigs out to a vintage beatnik craft where Sabbathian lunges and Mountain-esque grooves blend and bend in the head frying brew. One, I suspect, for the Rise Above aficionados among you. - THE SUNDAY EXPERIENCE