IV: FROM ZARAGOZA TO 1967
Since the savings were nearly exhausted, Joe
rationed meantime even the food and cigarettes to reduce spending to a minimum.
They hope to have anagreement in Benidorm. But even that proved to be a flop,
because they had committed their bands during the last winter. Joe showed them
a calendar of events in which they discovered the photo of Indonesian band that
they knew well from Germany: The Black Dynamite.
Here in Spain they called
themselves Los Indonesios. They played in Madrid: in Florida Park So, they gone
to Madrid, since they believed that Los Indonesios could, and would help them.
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| Kurt Dohan Show in Madrid November 5, 1949 |
Completely
unnerved Micky turn on the six-lane Gran Via St. from the right to the left
lane. Eventually we stood still in front of the portal of the Florida Park, in
the center of the city park Retiro. A man appeared and they tried to get into
conversation with him. He asked,
"Do you speak English, parlez vous Française, you speak German, Dutch
praat U?" "We are German," they replied. "Well then, we
speak German. My name is Doğan, I am a Turk and the owner of the Florida park,
what can I do for you? " (Kurt Dogan was a Hungarian violinist how moved to Spain about 1949, getting great succes during few decades)
"Yes,
yes, I like the Spaniards. You are exactly right. See you tomorrow! "
The guests
sat quite Coliseum moderately in a semicircle around the stage, which ranks in
ascending order. The countless youths were from totally excited and freaked out
literally! During the break, a man in his fifties came to the podium and
introduced himself in German with the words: "Excuse me, my name is
Fernando García Morcillo, I have served under Adolf Hitler in The Blue Division.
We have a recording studio in the street Vallehermoso Numero 14 - I am the
owner. You could come next Thursday at 12 clock for test shots? ".
Belatedly
they finally arrived. The recording room was a room with soundproof walls and
ceiling. And lots of Neumann microphones were available (the best studio mics
worldwide). Later, they all went to lunch at a restaurant across from where they
spent the next three hours with starter, main course and dessert, with red wine.
Then, they smoked cigars, drink Brandy, and then had enjoyed the coffee with
anisette. Then, they went back into the studio. "Now you play something”.
It was the first time they could listen to their music, and it does not even
sound bad. "They have to play their own songs, so we can make on the
plate," said Señor Tenorio, the enterprising producer.
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| Fernando García Morcillo |
"Let's
write texts, Wolfgang. You speak the best English of all of us", encouraged
the others to Wolfgang. In the meantime they were at the campsite Osuna, who
was just outside of Madrid. Finally, Wolfgang wrote something like this:
Well
you got something, yeah
That's
something I need, baby
Come
on now, give it to me.
That's
something you know, yeah
That
thing that I need, baby
Give
me your love now, baby please ...
Later, he wrote
three other texts: Hold On, Change Your Mind and New Love. Then Joe come up with the
melody. They practised the rhythm, the song inserted at specific points to
choir and finished was they first original song that they immortalized
immediately. The result was an EP, a 45 plate with four titles. Then they had
to audition for the representatives of the great clubs of Madrid, and signed
the lucrative contracts they offered them.
Their first
gig was at Club Caravelle Barceló St, 11), a Youth Dance Hall, very similar to
the German Star-Club. From then on, things really took off with them. They
rented a luxury apartment with a maid, just behind the Bernabeu football
stadium: Paseo de la Habana
No 82. From the opposite, the restaurant Casa Pepe, where
they could deliver. Many beautiful senoritas visited them constantly, and
mountains of fan mail rainning over them. In Casa Pepe they saw on television
the final of the World Cup, in which Germany lost against England (Juny 30,
1966).
They picked
up quite a few EPs were passed for the purpose of advertising by all radio
stations in Madrid, and enjoy their lives to the fullest as stars, with fans on
the streets ran after them. Once they were even with “Something You Got” before
the song Yellow Submarine by the Beatles in eighth place in the charts. One
afternoon seemed Señor Morcillo, the full-time director of a Madrid Crime
Commissioner was, in their apartment and made them a proposal to include the
scooter company Vespa a musical speech in chis recording studio: CIMA SA., in
which we recorded our songs, was his second leg. Morcillo was also the composer
of a love song, which was known in the Spanish-speaking world each. Maria
Dolores was the title, and he had this song for his wife, Maria-Dolores,)
written.It would be
a good thing, because they would then be heard constantly on the radio.
Unfortunately, they should adhere precisely to the specified text and the
melody:
Vespa for
the mountains, the beaches for Vespa,
Vespa for
the country and for the city.
For the
whole family Vespa ... For the whole family Vespa ...
Vespa -
Vespa, Vespa - Vespa.
Vespa yet
modern, Vespa still potent ...
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| María E. Alvarez & Los Pekes |
On 1
October 1969, during a military parade, thye could see to Generalísimo Franco
for the first time, in the Gran Vía way to Plaza de España. At the Club Monaco
played a Spanish beat band named Los Pekes. Their beautiful singer María Esther
Álvarez was seen exclusively in the company of her feisty mother who stayed
scrupulously sure that none of the Señoritos her daughter came too close to her
daughter. The mother was standing each time as a guard dog in front of her
dressing room door when she was changing. This band Los Pekes asked one day
desperate to Wolfgang if he could help them. Their bassist was ill and would
turn out for a while. Wolfgang was delighted about their confidence, and so he
stood there for the next two weeks.
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| Casa Pepe |
One night, just
coming out of a cinema, their manager was standing in front of. He made it
clear to them that they had to immediately bring our instruments to the airport
because they were playing from the next day for two months in Casablanca. Rora
the club in the Rue d'Antibes, in which we should guesting October and
November, was in Ain Diab, a suburb of Casablanca. They were housed we were at
the hotel Notre Alsace, 59 Boulevard de la Corniche , the beach promenade of Ain Diab. I
mention it because this name sounded so strange and exotic. On one of
our walks on the beach we had the idea for the song: Walking in the sand shots,
we were rehearsing on site and on our return to Madrid immediately. The album
cover was decorated with a hand-colored photo of us, walking in the sand '.
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| Atocha Train Station |
Theye
reached again in early December the Iberian Peninsula. Because they owed their
landlady Doña Manuela de Leccea, a member of the Spanish nobility, the last two
months' rent, we drove immediately after arriving by taxi to her villa to pick
up our keys. So that he also could be sure to get her money, they showed her
the wad of money they had. Since they wanted to spend Christmas with their
parents in Germany, they flew on 22.12. to Frankfurt. Micky and Wolfgangt sat
on the train to Schweinfurt. Joe and Harold's parents lived in Hanau. It had
much closer. As agreed, they met at 27.12., 24.00 for the celebration of Mickey's
Birthday, at the main train station in order to beat a trip together to Spain. There
they met again with Det Ferring, the Trier singer. They shook hands, told him
of their existence as disk stars, gave him some of their records and asked him
if he had no desire to join them. He said he would have to think twice about
that and would call them. On 6 January 1967 they met Det at the Atocha train
station.
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