Sweet Rebel

official press announcement

Lianne — Tue, 13 Dec 2011 08:46:21 +0000

I’m not the most cheerful person to be around these days. I am completely aware of that. I’ve fought it with every fibre of my being, but it’s just currently not working. Even the feeling of being on stage does not set my heart alight these days. I just need… some time, I suppose. And resurrected dead friends and lovers. If Kobe can’t give me the second thing, at least I should take the first.

Combined with this comes Maritza’s bad health and Sara’s new challenges and… well… we’re going to stop touring with Symphony of Agony. Well, Sara’s going to quit completely and has her eyes on new horizons. I can’t blame her. Her ambition almost burns brightly enough for the three of us. It’s time for something new. Maritza and I just need to recuperate for a while.

To the fans: I am so sorry. There’s a very large chance that we will cancel the rest of our tour. We will make sure you get your money reimbursed and hopefully we will see you in the future… in whatever shape or form.

Be strong and take care, everyone.
Remember that I love you.

xx
Tequila Suicide

there are just no words

Lianne — Tue, 06 Dec 2011 19:47:15 +0000

21:31 Isa Sanchéz just died. I’m so sad. Sometimes life just isn’t what it should be.

My sister, my friend, my lover.
My constant.
And now you’re gone.

There are just no words.

fuck everything about this

Lianne — Tue, 29 Nov 2011 08:48:16 +0000

Seriously. Everything.

This isn’t about me. I know it isn’t. This is horrible and it is shite and the world is just losing too many great people lately.

But seriously, universe…
SERIOUSLY? Isa?!

dead rainbows

Lianne — Sun, 20 Nov 2011 08:55:48 +0000

I will miss you so much, Precious…
Words cannot express.

RIP…

reunion

Lianne — Mon, 17 Oct 2011 04:54:59 +0000

Maritza’s retrieved and in one piece. If anything, she looks better than she did before, hehe. So no worries there! We’re all good again and ready to rock some more.

Sorry fans, we’ll make it up to you next year <3

getting worried

Lianne — Sat, 15 Oct 2011 15:54:16 +0000

Still no sign of Maritza. Can’t reach her or her PA – nobody’s picking up their phones. Last thing I heard was that she’s in Manila… I’m THIS close to jumping on a plane to see if she’s alright… :S

keeping up

Lianne — Fri, 14 Oct 2011 09:53:13 +0000

OK, I really need to keep an eye out for my tourmates in the cities where we’re supposed to play. I know that birthday parties can be distracting, but losing track of my bandmate because we’re too drunk… that’s totally not done.

However: our PA’s definitely need a lesson in responsible behaviour. Because that’s what you pay a PA for, right? To put you on a plane to Melbourne when you’re too drunk to walk and you have a show in twelve hours! Can’t believe that ours are too stupid to do a good job of that – not with the loads of money we pay them… *shakes head*

occurrences in rio

Lianne — Sat, 08 Oct 2011 01:52:22 +0000

So there I was, minding my own business in a hotel lobby. And the next thing I know, I’m dragged into a hotel room and proceed to have some very hot times with Torrie and Stephan.

It left me breathless and with a stupid grin on my face.

I was still grinning by the time I climbed the stage with the girls in the Mega Dome.

we’re on fire

Lianne — Sun, 02 Oct 2011 21:51:29 +0000

Tonight hallmarked the third time that we smacked the Gods during this tour. Something that seemed almost impossible to attain earlier – and now we just do it. Just like that. Well, not completely.
Even though I have insanely talented bandmates… it was the fans that tore the place down during the encore. Even with my earplugs in the cheers were deafening. It was beautiful.

Thank you, London. Couldn’t have done it without you today <3

days like these

Lianne — Sat, 24 Sep 2011 08:50:38 +0000

The average health percentage in the tourbus hovers around the 50%. I feel like I’ve been run over by a truck, and I’m technically in the best shape of the three of us.

It doesn’t matter, though. Those pale faces and those bags under our eyes do not matter. Our eyes are bright and sparkling, we’re laughing and singing along with the radio- which is blasting the latest Eleven Is One Louder single on top volume. (I just noticed that the driver is wearing earplugs, hehe)

GOD SMACKING shows, #4 in the Who Is Winning list, and the world is at our feet.

The sun is shining on the road, the windows are open. And we’re singing, and we’re laughing.

Days like these you’ve got to find it in some other way
It’s all or nothing baby