animal skins

a french band called revolver:


YouTube-link there

but the rest of my life is a secret

i don't know what i was thinking, but i bought this album the last time i floated through the holiness itself, Platekompaniet in tromsø.
it was on sale. yes. and it came out in 2010. yes. and it's mgmt.
what?
yeees.. but i kind of like it. it keeps growing on me.
it's not something i thought mgmt was capable of making. whatever that means. i've not been very obsessed with them. but. when in tromsø. when in a fog..
but also. it sounds like they're on way too many different drugs.

that sort of shines through. but i don't mind druguse and music. as long as they function as normal people (more or less) and don't kill themselves.

it's laid back, casual and not very cheery. not partymusic, like 'kids' and 'time to pretend'.

but. it's VERY addicting.

i'm sort of smiling now.

yes.

The Sinus In My Heart is not skipping beats

there's nothing like going to a decent event in a decent waterhole in a not so decent dresscode. i love my life when things like this happen.
this band, lukestar, har a special place in my heart, and so they've always had; from their first single to the first time i saw them live at Parken.
the first time i thought maybe Truls had pitched his voice too high for the songs and didn't quite make it all the way up to all the notes, but that didn't really matter. nothing to say but amazing from their performance in Parken, that early early "morning" in august 08.
now it's 2011, and they have a new album, of which you can gaze over this text. i purchased this lucky and wonderful little piece of art yesternight, when i saw them for the second time in my life. by god, it was worth every dollar & cent.
he sang like the angel he is, his glasseye mesmerized me (i have a thing for lazy-eyes, and whatever comes close) and they had a great energy that the audience snapped up immediately, and likewise. we were all in good shape and shared the love.
to dance the whole damn concert like it's your last is one of the things that makes me feel most alive with pleasure. perhaps drinking a little less wine the next time is a good idea. i kept shouting stuff, but truls replied! so it was a blast! i felt we became best friends.
ah. people in bodø are at their best when drunk off their feet, not being all that vain and proper. they even tried to make a moshpit. it sort of worked!

anyways. i'll be dreaming of this event long into the future.
lukestar have earned their place in my heart, and they deserve a place in everyone elses too.


i also love the decent booking-logo;

such much fun.

regards and romance

tip-toe round/ tie him down

i'm decent. i take the bus. yes. i'm amazed i fit in the bus that this pic illustrates. but i do.

so. i've been thinking. i had this acute need to go somewhere by either train, bus or plane. but then i remembered the fact that people are idiots. and if that's not enough; they're fucking everywhere. so i kind of let that glorious plan sit and rest for a while, while listening to sonic youth and their SONIC NURSE-album.

so good.

ah well. on the pic it looks like summer has arrived. almost seriously..

i'm not going to go somewhere. at least i'd have to find a great concert to blow some money on first. yes. perhaps in england. next weekend.

BWÆH fucking hell. cats.

please do remind me of why i'm alive..

i've accomplished surprisingly diverse things today.

for instance, these pics of my sisters cat, MISS;

i just hope this series work.

because at least I laughed my stupid head off.

and. i'm feeling

hungry.
i almost chopped off a pretty sizeable part of my finger. why? i wanted to snack on a sweetpotato/yam i bought yesterday.
well duh.
so i continued eating it while bandaiding my finger. i felt a bit sick at first, but i feel fine now. apart from the fact that it HURTS!!! fucking hell.

People CHANGE over time. Not not me.

i'm still old, grey and fond of fruits.

SUGARFREE!!!!

these. are old.

i just happened to find them. yes. that's that. whatever excuse for not doing the dishes, hoovering the house and so on goes. like, drinking the same coffee for two hours.

am i really a joke nobody understands? or do people tend to laugh behind my back?

no i'm pretty normal. i usually laugh at people.