DIVUS PRAHA: KOLEKTIVNÍ HALUCINACE and ÚŘAD PRÁCE | concert
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KOLEKTIVNÍ HALUCINACE and ÚŘAD PRÁCE | concert

25.01.2014 19:00

Divus | en cs

Saturday January 25 at 7PM

KOLEKTIVNÍ HALUCINACE (Collective Hallucination)
KolHal are from Kladno. They play their own songs on their own instruments! KolHal, band with rhythms elements from the Early Stone Age times, leaves no doubt that the others are just kind of wannabe pseudoamerican Mesozoic band.
 
ÚŘAD PRÁCE (Job Centre)
3 chords, raw poetry, big beat, grunge, jazz bass, saxophone, too many or few notes, refined composition sounds of dolphins ... At every concert they have prepared the same program. Employment Office...


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