|
In the cold, dreary winter of
2004 the musical world was forever changed. The chance meeting of Kieran Treeby,
the drummer of exquisite talent and self proclaimed ambassador from New Zealand
and Scott Peterson, the token American, wound up as the catalyst for one of the
most profound combinations in the history of epic, spell binding rock. The duo
soon combined their forces with those of the vocally sublime Frenchman Stéphane
Lebret and the hammer and sickle wielding god of the ages, Edgar Hermann. But
the band wasn’t finished forming itself, oh no, the master of the microphone
Harald Löhausen, part German, part Dutch, but still to this day unable to tell
which part is which, was soon added to the boiling cauldron of talent, thus
finishing the simmering pot of tasty rock from which the earth would forever
nourish it’s rock starved cravings. The band was one big huge melting pot of
talent, culture, and rock, so much so that the only way to pay homage to such a
cadre of talent was to give it a name worthy of bearing their plight. Something
hearty, something filling and something with saffron, something like Paella.
Yes, of course, Ze Paella.
Ze Paella began honing its rock chops by playing covers at first. But the Paella
changed. The bands founding members both departed over seas leaving the future
of Ze Paella, and simultaneously the future of rock, in the very capable hands
of Marlon Martinez, bassist extraordinaire and Sören Palucki, the merry drummer
of doom. The band continued it’s torrid pace playing covers and was fast on its
way to creating its own rockopoly until it became obvious that this was no
ordinary Paella. No, no, this Paella needed to find its own voice. The group
subsequently embarked on a journey to compose music unlike the world had ever
envisioned possible to be created. The Paella’s domination of rock can be heard
on the 2006 release, Cold Iglu, and is to date the only release from the epic
musical mastery of the Paella. But never fear rock starved disciples, Ze Paella
is to this very day distilling their brand of paella-infused rock and besides
each individual’s mystical mastery of their selected instrument was unmatched
then and remains unmatched today.
Scott Peterson
|
|
