They were probably speaking Danish, My fam jam is from a town called Hou on the east coast. It’s great there, if you’re broke you can go down to the beach and collect ore(amber) and sell it. When I came back to Canada I had more money than I left with.
It probably was. That makes a lot of sense. Because it did sound a little more Scandinavian that straight German. One of my best friends growing up was Norwegian, and him and his family would speak it all the time at home. It was kinda similar, but kinda more German sounding if I remember it right. What you're saying totally makes sense.
Funny story time…
I work in the homes of very wealthy and famous people pretty often and most of them hate when you talk to them like they are special. A long time ago I worked in the home of Brendon Morrow (from the Dallas Stars) and the other workers were fawning over him like schoolgirls. He came up to me one day and said “I take it you aren’t a big hockey fan. You don’t know how refreshing it is to have someone here who I can talk to about something other than hockey.” I’ve had a few clients that expect you to treat them like royalty but most of them just want to be talked to like regular people.
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This is it right here, just treat them like normal people and you just might make a memorable impression, they remember that better than being swooned, since it’s out of the norm. I’m from Canada bro, Brendan Morrow was a household name for at least a decade. He was a good player, unfortunately that grinder style of forecheck is leaving the game in favour of a speedy attack, but when the refs put away the whistle in the later playoff rounds it sure works still, only problem is getting there with these types, they usually aren’t the fleetest of foot, which makes their line easy pickens +/- wise.
When I was kid and learning guitar I loved Nuno, but I could never get into Extreme, they were too wimpy for me, even as a kid I knew I liked Slayer, Anthrax, Metallica, Megadeth and Suicidal Tendencies a lot better than that glam shit. I didn’t even know it was all called thrash metal, I just knew it made me bang my head all day long and I couldn’t wait to start a band and play like that. Turns out there isn’t much money in that game, even the huge bands are king shit of turd island income wise, aside of Metallica of course, they’re an outlier to that outlook. You see these smaller bands come and go from town over the years and they age much much more than your friends or people you see monthly. Road life is rough and they pay for it, the band, stage hands, tour mangers, roadies, bus sluts, everyone. Even comedians pay a huge toll, if they don’t have a routine and stick to it, the days become nights and night become days and it all spirals out of control. Normal consistent sleeping patterns are huge in life and watching some of them is all the proof I need.
My sister and her husband are actually close friends with Nuno. She dated him in HS, and my brother in law drummed for him, but not in Extreme. Last time I saw Nuno in person was when I was a kid, though, when he came over to the house while my parents were out. They came home early and my dad threw him through the screen door & down the front steps and, I shit you not, he said "Nuno...that's a No-No!" because he wasn't supposed to be over when they weren't home. That was at least 35 years ago and we still laugh about it to this day
Ahahaha that’s an awesome story, I definitely don’t have any that good. HahahhaMy sister and her husband are actually close friends with Nuno. She dated him in HS, and my brother in law drummed for him, but not in Extreme. Last time I saw Nuno in person was when I was a kid, though, when he came over to the house while my parents were out. They came home early and my dad threw him through the screen door & down the front steps and, I shit you not, he said "Nuno...that's a No-No!" because he wasn't supposed to be over when they weren't home. That was at least 35 years ago and we still laugh about it to this day