Zdarek,
Chtel bych se podelit o svuj maly soukromy kulturni zazitek. Kdysi jsem cetl
jednu knizku. Kdysi jsem slysel jednu skladbu. Na tu jsem dneska po letech
opet narazil a ta nadherna atmosfera, kterou jsem tenkrat pri cetbe i pri
poslechu zazival se opet vratila.
"Noone would have belived, in last years of 19. century, that human affairs
were being watched from timeless worlds of space. Noone could have dreamed, we
were being scrutinised, as someone with the microscope studies creatures that
swarm and multiply in the drop of water. Few men even considered the
posibility of life on another planets and yet, across the gulf of space,
minds immesureably superior to ours, regarded this Earth with envious eyes and
slowly and surely, they drew their planes against us."
Tahle slova zaznela v uvodu skladby a v ponekud sirsi podobe i na zacatku
knihy. Spolu s vybornou hudbou navozuji atmosferu - nevedomosti,
bezstarostnosti, pocitu bezpeci. A presto budoucnost dava vedet, ze tahle
idyla brzy skonci. Hudba slibuje "uzivejte si dokud muzete, nebude to dlouho
trvat, bude s tim konec a PAK uvidite".
Neco dynamickeho se chysta neco velkeho a znepokojujiciho.
"At midnight on the 12. of August, huge mass of flamming gas erupted from
Mars and spat towards Earth. Across 200 million miles of void, invisibly
hurling towards us, came the first of the missiles, that would have bring so
much calamity to Earth. As I watched, there was another jet of gas, it was
another missile, starting on its way"
Lidstvo se pre, copak to mohlo byt, stale s pocitem bezpeci a snad s mirnym
mrazenim.
"And thats, how it was for next 10 nights. The flare, spurting out from Mars,
bright green, joined by green mist behind it. Beautifull, but somehow
disturbing sight."
A tady se do hudby misi poprve a naposled zpivany refren
"The chances that anything is comming from Mars are million to one - he says.
The chances that anything is comming from Mars are million to one - but
still - they COME!!!"
Je to nadherna atmosfera mrazeni v zadech, jak se dva svety pomalu pripravuji
na vzajemny souboj. Kniha, ktera to popisuje se jmenuje Valka svetu a napsal
ji H. G. Wells. Skladba se jmenuje The Eve of war a je soucasti soundtracku
jakehosi ponekud starsiho muzikalu na motivy knihy.
To ze znam oboji mi pri poslechu skladby skutecne prinasi uzasny zazitek a
pokud si kdokoli z vas mysli, ze je naladen na podobnou notu, mel by si onu
hudbu sehnat a nejlip pri tom mit na kolenou jeste knizku.
Pamatuje si nekdo z vas na jeji dej? Na zminky o sarlatovem moru, na
martanskou sirenu, ktera vydavala desive "uuuula uuuuula" nebo na souboj
statecneho monitoru (pro ty pouze pocitacove zamerene, monitor v tomto
pripade oznacuje starsi typ valecne lodi, zamerene predevsim k obrane pobrezi
a vyznacujici se velmi nizkym profilem) s martanskymi roboty, pricemz se mu
povedlo dva z nich znicit drive, nez jej rozrezali svymi paprsky?
A taky na to, ze tehdejsi lidstvo bylo zachraneno uplne nekym jinym?
Bye Mirco
(Mam chut nekoho pitvat)
Jeste neco: Chci videt "Neffa batmaniciho s J.F.Kennedym na zabradli Titaniku"
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