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"will play dress of National Emblem today to celebrate two 'parties' both "

Thought: Rob

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ONLY ARMIN ONLY


We go from the beginning ...

a cold night in 1976 , under a starry sky in the Netherlands, born Armin van Buuren . From dude (14 years) her dad acolytes with samplers and synthesizers ... hence its passion to create extraordinary music.

But as the half moved in the matter, sent a demo to a club and got a DJ as he graduated from a normal average career (abogado. nothing is perfect .. hehe). But as expected no avail because he became famous with songs that later produce ...

So that's what I did, he formed his label Armind which would make a good couple of songs with Tiësto and Ferry Corsten.
then other buddies got half another weapon haves and producer, Armada with that continues to reap success and acolyte now more talent to the music electronics.

And as the public demanded it, started since 2001 his weekly podcast A State Of Trance (which is already in its edition 428! To hold).

This man is Armin

obtained
With so much recognition is no surprise that the # 1 DJ in the world for the third time since 2007.

But ... Why should such a biography?
For you see:
1) If you have ever read this blog will know of my fondness for electronic music and
2) That man is the November 5, 2009!

still do not believe ... I've been waiting for this concert from a few years ago when it began to get good DJs to give mega-raves in UIO.

So I can say ... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH! BACAAAAAAAAAAAN THAT! I

I have my intro and my camisetilla for the event ... if they are going to lose a show es-pec-ta-cu-lar !

Here is the LINK the event in the CareLibro.

As has so much music, I find it hard to pick one track to represent Armin van Buuren, but I will attempt to choose a representative ... which is ...

Armin van Buuren - Serenity

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Domingo: Día en el que por naturaleza se hace pereza y por lo general -o en lo que a mi respecta- se permanece en casa e incluso a veces se evade la ducha, se cambia el orden del cuarto, o se dedica el tiempo necesario para otros quehaceres que no son aptos para ningún otro día de la semana. Fue precisamente el domingo que me encontraba rebrujando y re acomodando chécheres, pues tal vez con los años se acumula basura innecesaria, que inconscientemente se guarda y que después de un tiempo pierde todo value of having them in there, or just the opposite, and it was in this activity dominguera where I met these cd's she kept in a cardboard box and wrinkled, he kept in the bedside table, all were carefully placed one upon another. The first cover was orange and her three children posing innocent long hair and was called "Middle of Nowhere" that was my surprise to see him again that I avoided it and put it in the player unit and gave Play . My mind was filled with thick memories of my adolescence I suffered and lived locally for these kids. Yes, they were the famous Hanson brothers and who will imagine and more were the other cd's. He started blowing his sticky little song "Mmmbop" which many hate but in that time I heard a thousand times, and I remembered how the chorus was sticky like gum in my head, again echoing in my ears.

In 1997 I ran into Hanson, thanks to a slight boom in TV, where continuously reproduce the video for "Mmmbop" I, alone in my bedroom, saw the pace of ; song the boys were walking along the beach, having fun on the buses and skated like crazy through the streets. I was struck by the joy that emanated then me that video and that's why I started out in magazines and newspapers who were those guys and what they were called .... From then on, became a huge obsession of having everything within reach of them recorded media. Yes, they are nonsense perhaps, that in passing teenage girl these things happen. Hanson became my first platonic love songs and composed the soundtrack to my boring and lonely life as a teenager, so it was that when I returned on Sunday to listen to all "Middle of Nowhere" came to my mind a thousand memories seemed equally forgotten that these cd's, joys sorrows, triumphs and defeats accompanied by voices and sounds androgen rookies. It may look like something anyone would know I was stupid to such a hardened fan gringo handful, perhaps as a teenager you had better hobbies than mine or at least more interesting. Yes, I know that, but I do not have to blame for this, because for the time Hanson was the best for me and there was no human power could convince me otherwise.

never knew how or why I came to haunt me so much and I got carried away by the amazing marketing strategies that were by then the record company with a hybrid genre called Pop, and thousands of girls like me declared fans of groups like these. The fact is that my admiration for the brothers who went further than that, as years passed and I still I still liked it, there was a time I was fully convinced tattoo their name and logo somewhere on my body Fortunately for me that never took place, but compulsively bought every one of the cd's and my room is completely upholstered with posters almost 5 years.

fan club I was in, I had shirts buttons, newspaper articles, magazines, posters, photos, and books by famous Hanson, I learned his songs and dictionary in hand I set to translate each and every one of them (well, actually just the "Middle of Nowhere"). As a result, my English advanced by leaps and bounds and I became the "hard" in that subject at school, because my level even exceeded that of my colleagues in the classroom. Finally, my obsession had to have something good and better be acedémico.

Yet each time someone sees the Hanson brothers singing in a TV channel, remember me and few bothered me for being a staunch fan of the boys, the stigma will always remain stupid fan girl from whom I met for those times (which are not many), I know. But who among you has not ever been attracted to some song or an artist that brings shame to accept in public, for example, my cousin likes Chayanne and flushed it accepts another tough metalhead out there will make your hair stand Roxette listen edge and one of my friends liked me almost like the Spice Girls. And if I was one of those, maybe my fervor to the Hanson already has faded with the end of adolescence, but I can not deny that his music sticky, such that polluted my ears for so long, woke up on Sunday ; me, the most sublime of nostalgia for those times today, just simple memories.

Here is the video then protractors me back to the past. "Mmmbop" song that sounded more of the album "Middle of nowhwere" ... Búrlese if they want, but before recurde, you must also have your choice around ballot saved.

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Facebook vs Twitter: None!

I got to the devilish world of Facebook , when an old friend who had left the country, and whose contact was becoming more scarce I sent the invitation. I do not know why you say click, filled steps, without calling any interest nor picture gave life to my profile. Over time, others who had gone through my life, some sporadically, some not so, they continued sending me invitations to the foreign network, and then I accepted without further understanding what the hell was that. Thus they came to my "friends" about 15 contacts and later began to appear old friends and classmates from school, increasing the número.Me realized that such " Facebook " that came out of curiosity was becoming all cyber event. He soon began to learn of the famous network in the newspaper and online, and people began settle their profiles, post photos and other crap that the page provided, to the point of becoming almost as common to go through this site, as is checking e-mail.

What I liked about Facebook was that the strings that I sent to my inbox were reduced by more than 80%, which I thought was excellent to get rid of the annoying "Click to save a sick child "or" mándaselo all your friends as soon as possible and your wish will come true "and viruses beautiful and melancholy message that offered the then little ability I had Hotmail. The bad thing was that almost extinct these chains were replaced by other messages, each and every one from Faceboook , mostly in English, which I started making them accumulated even more unbearable. I thought about closing it, perhaps, that paginita maluca so popular and made me lose my head every time he entered the post, but one day I found how to filter that information to no contact with my account and immediately turned it off I got to the tray Input all the nonsense there unemployed registered with my contacts that my patience was running out every time I gave a click on their profiles. And so, from that moment Facebook was emancipated from my cyber routines, and incidentally, I got rid of the problem of the chains.

Now, as if this were not enough, and believe me thrown off the network that monster, I am surprised to Twitter. Since I started blogging my life, had noticed that many people were becoming addicted to this new network of "microbloggimg" which in simple 140 characters, is written in a gossipy "What are you doing ." Today, big business and entertainment personalities use it to keep customers informed and / or fans, this has paid off talking marketers, but for others, in my case, happens to be another annoying email parasite and causes of absence from the blogging activity.

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I do not understand, I have no account in that famous network, but do not know where or why, I constantly get messages inviting users which I have no idea who they are at such Twitter r. It seems curious that it is becoming almost common that everybody who has an email account in any served can not help but be invited to access these networks and many of curiosity (as it happened to me on Facebook ) and end up totally alienated them. I do not deny that he can benefit, and even some can be useful for example when did Michael Jackson (the news was learned first by Twitter before the major news agencies) but I do not I once again teem with messages such as happened with Facebook once and never want to repeat. Although I accept, I often felt tempted to open my account in the "microblogging" by simple plot, but always a slight fear to become addicted and some sense of futility, I decided not to. Many bloggers fell into their networks and thanks to that, today put aside their journals compressing your tickets in 140 characters.

is a pity that you are watching blogging activity reduced to a simple number of characters in short sentences, concise messages and some arrobas, some sites they decide to close because they can not find what to write in a post if that The same can be reduced in less space and also may find it easier a lot of followers. I foresee a painful death to the blogs of those who with Twitter lost the charm to attract readers with his writings.

Meanwhile, Facebook still making the rounds as a perfect showcase of publicity and recognition, also broke barriers as to maintain some contact with people who are away it is, but just remains a salvage yard without any trade those with a simple click, assume that a fortune cookie told what to do. Twitter , on the other hand, is growing by leaps and bounds the number of users, and in parallel not only flooded the mails with invitations from strangers but It also kills slowly inspiration and interest of many blogs and their authors.

I will continue to the sidelines, freed from the terrible tentacles Facebook, and with the firm conviction that Twitter not fall. If I have nearly inspiration for this blog Can you imagine the havoc that could eventually cause the famous "Microblogging"?

Peace in his grave for the fallen in such disgrace.

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I took it from another page, not an invention of mine ... but worth reading

Our emotional state: Ecstasy
Our food: Love
Our addiction: Technology
Our religion: Music
Our Money: Understanding
Our Policy: No
Our society: Utopian even though we know that "never" be like ...


Maybe we hate. We may reject. Perhaps we misunderstand. You may not realize our existence. We can only hope you do not mind the judge, because we never will do you. We are not criminals. We are not disappointed. We are not drug addicts. We are not naive children. We are a global tribe that transcends man-made law, physical geography and time itself.

We brought by sound. From far away, the powerful and peaceful beat , comparable to the beat of a mother comforts her child in a womb of concrete, steel and electrical cables. We were returned to the womb, and there in the heat, humidity and darkness, we accept the fact that everyone is equal. Not only the darkness and ourselves, if not the same music blaring in us and passing through our souls, we are all equal. Somewhere, a 35 Hz , we feel the hand of God behind us, carrying us forward, leading us to strengthen our minds, our bodies and our spirits.

Taking us to turn to the person to our side to join hands and raise them to share this uncontrollable joy we felt when creating this magical bubble that can, for one evening, protect us from the horrors, atrocities and pollution of our world. In that same instant, with these revelations, when each of us has really born.

continue attending clubs, warehouses, or buildings you've abandoned and we bring life to them for a night. A strong life, throbbing, vibrant in its most pure, intense and hedonistic form. In these makeshift spaces, we seek to show ourselves from the oppression of an uncertain future which you have been unable stabilize and secure for ourselves and for future generations . We seek freedom from our inhibitions and free ourselves of the restrictions you have placed in us for their own welfare.

We re-write the system that you have tried to dogmatic from the moment we were born.

A system that tells us to hate, to judge, a system that still tells us to go up stairs for you to rise above us, that we walk through mazes as if we were lab rats. A system that tells us to eat from the silver spoon with which we are trying to feed, instead of feeding us with the ability to our own hands. A program that tells us to close our minds rather than open them.

Until the sun comes and burn our eyes by revealing the reality of a world unutópica you have formed, we dance with our brothers and sisters in celebration of our life, our culture and values \u200b\u200bwe believe in:

Peace, Love, Freedom, Tolerance, Unity, Harmony, Expression,

Responsibility and Respect.

Our enemy: ignorance
Our Weapon: information
Our crime: break and challenge you establish laws to prevent us celebrate our existence.


But consider that as your canceled any party on any given night in any city in any country or continent on this beautiful planet, you can never cancel the entire party. You do not have access to that switch, no matter what you think. The music will never stop, the beat of our hearts will never fade. The party will never end .