Whereas our previous bus ride took us on a post-industrial journey through degraded landscapes familiar to all of us who dwell in the urban ruins of modernity, this American made bus takes us on a much more gentle tour of a landscape which nevertheless still sounds quite Eastern.
One of the drivers of this bus came through these parts a couple of years ago on a bus called Ulaan Markhor, so this style of driving may be familiar to you if you got on that bus for a bit.
So this is another Russian bus, with a few more stops this time.
Some people don’t like getting on this bus because of what they named it, but when you look into their reasons for doing so, then it seems to me that these are thoughtful human beings who are ultimately amongst us good guys, so the ride has to be worth a go.
Now, I don’t speak the lingo so I don’t understand the signs and frankly I can’t even map the cyrillic symbols even slightly to sounds that I associate with words. So, I’m going on overall sound and feel alone, and let me tell you, I really enjoyed this ride.
Russia make good buses. I’m particularly looking forward to the next multi-stop ride from Shortparis.
Me neither.
So, Russians have a way of doing buses in a different way. The Тихие улицы Греты Гарбо bus has just one stop on the journey, although it’s a big stop and really contains two stops when you ride the journey it offers. The first five minutes of the journey are an actual song and the second 11 minutes of the ride are a different thing altogether, really, but by God! Most effective.
They only seem to do one stop rides. It would be good to take a journey on one of their buses with a larger number of stops.
I got on Hey Colossus’ latest bus a couple of weeks ago, a day after I first went deaf in my left ear. Don’t worry, I think it’s just wax and I’ve got an appointment to get it looked at, and then there’ll be at least another singular canine aural offering once I can hear properly to mix.
It also coincided with me popping the delusional bubble that nonetheless was the driving story behind last years Changing Landscape series, so in many ways, my first ride could not have come at a worse time.
I nonetheless really enjoyed the ride. Not too surprising, when you think about it. Hey Colossus are a bus that regularly drives through the Soundbergs and are always welcome in this parish. This latest bus journey they’re offering to would be passengers is every bit as good as the previous rides.
May the Hey Colossus keep on rolling.
The theme for this week is buses, as I have a week off work just because. This means I get to ride many more buses than usual.
The first of this weeks buses comes from Santiago, Chile, a country rightly famous for Follakzoid and also for sounding like a cold place whilst simultaneously sounding like one of my very favourite hot foods of all time. Almost all of my stir fries have chopped chillies in them. I particlarly like the ones called Birds Eye Chillis though they do not look like birds eyes, or even mass produced frozen food. Maybe a native of Santiago would find my attempted humour even less funny than my usual peer group do.
This is what comes of looking at many buses.
So this bus has a picture of some old ruins on the front. I don’t know what to make of them. Nothing, I suppose. They’re ruins. Let them be. Let them fade with all those other failed constructs from past times and spaces, a reminder of something you never knew in the first place.
This bus sounds like it’s motoring along smoothly, and the journey it takes you on is a pleasant one. It doesn’t get in your face with how much of a good bus it is, it just drives along at an appropriate speed for the environment in which it travels through.
I heartily recommend this bus to all who would take a bus journey.
Soundbergs 