Two worlds

There I was, thinking that I could mess around with my design a bit, visiting the blog to scrutinize the whole thing, when I noticed a lot of unknown (and some known) faces in the "recent visitors", and new messages, too.
Wondering what was the cause for such increased activity, I took a look on the community blog, and would you believe it? I'm the member of the week!
Wow.
Like, really - wow!

Thanks!
Or whatever I'm supposed to say here

I'm hoping that the new visitors will find my blog interesting, and also the DarkSun's Glare.
Ummm.
I'm not sure what to say. I need to come around to my senses.
Oh yeah - episode 25 will be out soon, I reckon. Also, there's a couple of more things brewing in my lab. Like that story I said I would put on the blog - the "Light of Darkness" (don't be put of by the cheesy title )

Aye - 23 is here. That's three for two. Not shabby, indeed.
This one's a bit dark too. Actualy, really dark. I messed around with levels, but in the end the pictures would look bad. So they are only moderately lightened.

http://quemaster.com/darksunsglare/comic.php?page=23

Hmmm. Yes. It seems I'm back on track.

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I aten't dead
Real life intervened. Still is, as a matter of fact. Anyway, ep. #21, up and waitin' to be read:

http://quemaster.com/darksunsglare/comic.php?page=21

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29th of October 2008. A date that I'll remember for a long, long time.

Me and my brother set of to listen to Q+PR. In Belgrade. Live.
I was not excited. I rarely am. Life just went on as usually, until that day. We had a solid 2 hour drive to reach the capitol, and we arrived around one hour early. The sight of the huge building was impressive, but the inside was more so. The stage was set up and ready, with enourmous speakers facing all directions, and amazing girders above stage, filled with spotlights. There was some good old rock coming from the speakers as we sat down and waited. Still - I didn't feel anything.
The lights went out. On the huge screen behind the scene, stars started moving and swirling, followed by deafening lightning. Immediatly, I recognized "Hammer to Fall" and with a bright flash, Brian May, Roger Taylor and Paul Rodgers were there.

Thats when I felt something.
On the sight of the actual people, tears welled up in my eyes. They were actualy THERE. THE people. THE legends. Two out of four guys that gave birth to my love of music.
I remember quite clearly - I don't remember the date though. My brother and me were cleaning up our room, soooo long ago, and we had an ancient radio. One made out of wood, with two big knobs and several buttons, speakers covered with fabric... and a record player on top. My bro put on the "Queen - Greatest Hits" and "Don't stop me now" played. It was the first time that I really listened to a song and the first time I loved it.
And now - the folk who wrote and performed it were HERE - in front of me, so CLOSE. No Freddie, no Johnny, but still...
I never thought it would mean so much to hear them - to see them - live.

The whole concert was a big success, and I loved every minute of it. The crowd sang half of the songs along with the band, and gave the biggest cheer to Brian when he went out to the front after the initial rush. I think he was rather supprised. But on the good side.

Their performance was flawless - Roger did a drum solo on the secondary stage. While they were being assembled, no less! And he played with his drumsticks on a fretless bass. Brian's legendary solo was there, of course - something that never ceases to amaze me.

There were some... distractions... but it had nothing to do with the performance itself, and I shall not talk about it now.

As a bottom line - I'll say that that was the best time of my life (short as it may be so far).

And I'll always remain a faithfull fan of Queen... and all it's members.