Friday, June 25, 2010

All Packed & Ready To Go!



Sitting here checking off the checklist over what to bring to Roskilde, while drinking Guld Tuborg and chain-smoking cigarettes. I think I've managed to get everything I need packed... Now all there's left to do is clean the apartment and get some sleep before we take off tonight. The gates for the camping site won't open until tomorrow at 18:00, but after the last four times I've been there, I've come to learn that not only do I not want to wait that long when I've packed, but also nothing goes according to plan when it comes to Roskilde; which by any means is not a complaint -- I love the chaos.

So yeah, I'm killing time, counting hours (28 hours, 8 minutes and 23 seconds) and filled with an excitement only Roskilde can endues.

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Ready For Roskilde?

Well, accordding to the checklist I am.



Unless I forgot to write something on it, which is highly plausible, but who cares; I'M FUCKING READY!!!

Friday, June 18, 2010

Photography

I want to get back into photography, or rather start to really get into it.

For as long as I remember, I've been interested in visual design/art. I drew a lot when I was a kid, of course pretty much any kid likes to draw, but I was very serious about it even at an early age. I'd spend hours at a time trying to copy characters from comic books. It was all did, beside hanging out with other kids and playing video games that is.
My mother is definitely where I got this urge to be creative from, she's the one who sparked my passion in drawing. She's a very creative person whether it be drawing, designing, painting, origami, whatever really.

I stopped drawing a long time ago, but my interest in visual design persisted. I love editing photos and playing around with photo editing programs; taking pictures, setting up a scene which is to be captured and edited to the desired end result. This is want I enjoy and I think I'm pretty good at it. I should've realized this back when I dropped out of school, pursued a career in photography and graphic design, but I didn't. Instead I'm now chained to a job I hate; a job that's slowly, but surely, draining me mentally and physically, making me depressed and on the occasional verge of a break down.

But enough of that. Right now I'm excited about getting a respectable (DSLR) camera and after a lot of asking around and browsing the world wide web I'm down to two possible candidates, I can afford: the Cannon EOS 550D or the Nikon D90 - I'm leaning towards the Cannon, but we'll see.

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

"Next Blog"

One of my favorite things to do when I'm bored out of my mind, is browsing through random blogs by clicking the "next blog" link on top of this page. 9 out of 10 times you're just directed to some family blog with a bunch of pictures of children eating ice cream, failed journalist writing bullshit stories or pages trying to sell you something. Things I couldn't care less about. (I realize there's probably those who couldn't care less about this blog. Well, just click that link then, if that's the case.) Sometimes, though, you come across something interesting, real people with something to share that interests me. Insight to some strangers life.

It amazes me how much some people are willing to share with (in theory) the whole world. I know I'm no better, I've put my personal life in display here as well, which is a pretty peculiar thing to do when you think about it. Personally it feels almost therapeutic writing something and putting it out for everyone to see, even though the number of people reading this could be limited to myself. Like I already said, there's most likely a few who's click "next blog" and been directed to this blog, whom in turn thought "I couldn't care less about this," next blog.

Saturday, June 12, 2010

Roskilde Schedule

I do this every year; make a schedule of bands to see and time when I should get in line for each band, depending on how eager I am to get close to the stage. I do this every every year, and every year my plans - with the exception of a select few - fall to the ground. I'll end up too drunk or stoned in a camp not even making it to the festival site, forget time and miss one of the bands I planned to see.. Or I'll get dragged to see another band not on my list by fellow campers.

So why bother? I don't know. As long as I get to see Porcupine Tree again, I'll be happy. They're the only band I HAVE to see, the rest is just icing on the cake

The schedule, so far, looks like this:

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Sunday:

Kill Screen Music
Kandy Kolored Tangerine
Iceage

Monday:

Susanne Sundfør
Mescalin, Baby
Fallulah
Thee Attacks

Tuesday:

Night Fever
Sleep Party People
Joensuu 1685
Ghost Society

Wednesday:

Chimes & Bells
Ignug
Fonän


Thursday:

Serena-Maneesh
Solstafir / LCD Soundsystem
- Playing at the same time, but I'm leaning towards Solstafir.
Porcupine Tree / Gorillaz - Also playing around roughly the same time, but as I mentioned above, Porcupine Tree wins.

Friday:

Teddybears
Delphic
Alice In Chains
Biffy Clyro
Dirty Projecors / Them Crooked Vultures / HEALTH
- Another timing problem, but I really want to see HEALTH, so...
Tech N9ne
Japan Droids
Beat Torrent
Den Sorte Skole / Hocus Pocus
- I think both will be awesome, so whatever I'm closes to I guess.

Saturday

Kings Of Convenience
The Floor Is Made Of Lava / Vampire Weekend
: - When I thing about it, I'm not sure I really want see either....
Beach House
Pendulum
Drake / Robyn
- All depending on my mood.
The Prodigy
Moderate / Kellermensch
- I saw Kellermensch last year and Moderate seems to my very limited knowledge of them, as a do not miss kind of band.

Sunday

Converge
Local Natives
Mötorhead
The National
Kasabian
Pavement / The Temper Trap
: - Really don't know.
Prince

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So there you have it. The list that gives the illusion of organization, written to never be used.

Friday, June 04, 2010

The Human Brain



It cannot feel pain. The brain can feel pain from all over the body, but not within itself.
The brain can survive for up to about six minutes after the heart stops...

Wednesday, June 02, 2010

Summer Breeze 2010

- "I know what you did last summer!"
- "Really 'cause I forgot..."

Yeah, the joke only works if you were stoned with me in the summer of 2004.
Sorry for wasting your time.

Summer breeze makes me feel fine...


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Tuesday, June 01, 2010

Grey Tone Soul

I feel like something is crawling around inside my head
something with a mind of it's own, but with words unsaid
I catch an occasional glimpse of it out the corner of my eye
it's always with me - always nearby

could be the memory of you lingering in my mind
the good time we had and the bad intertwined
manifested is this paranoiac state you left be behind
something malignantly designed

I sense it in the day of light and see it late at night
though still out of my width of sight
waiting for a chance to stab a knife in my back
and give me my long over due anxiety attack

I wonder what to do
while I'm thinking about you
feeling like the living dead
listening to your words spoken inside my head

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

New Amp - Vox AC15C1

My new amp arrived last friday and after having spend the last three days playing the shit out of it, I can say that I'm in love with this thing.

It's a member of the family of the latest amps in the Custom Classic series from Vox; a Vox AC15C1. Don't let the 15 watts fool you, this thing is loud. This 15 watts all tube amp kills the 75 watts Line 6 transister amp I have. Of course it's not a matter of how loud it is, the sound is what matters, and it sounds incredible; exactly what I was searching for. I had plans of changing the stock Celestion Greenback speaker to a Celestion Blue, but right now I'm perfectly happy with the Green one - it's killer!

I tried a bunch of amps before deciding that it was either going to be this one or a Fender Hot Rod, but in the end the Vox won me over. It seemed to me much more diverse, capable of more then the FHR. I still think the FHR is a good amp, even though I've heard otherwise from a lot of people, but I love the thickness in tone on this Vox that the Hot Rod seemed to be lacking.

Just look at it. It looks as good as it sounds:




And best of all. To my surprise it sounds great with my old customized Les Paul.
I solely brought it based on how it did with my Telecaster, didn't expect it to be this good with the Les Paul. Win - Win.

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Analog vs. Digital

I'm an analog guy trapped in a digital world.

I'm one of those freaks who prefers vinyl over cds and mp3s. Of course it's not like I don't own cds or an iPod. Hell, I'm writing this on a computer, does that make me a hypocrite? Maybe it does, but that's not the point. At least I've come to learn of the warmth present in anything and everything analog. Digital is cold, you can't change my mind about that, period.

Yes, digital is convenient; easy - just press a button and fly away - but really, is the convenience over quality really worth it? I don't think so. In my world the inconvenience is part of the beauty.
For instance, it's my experience that you can throw any cd on your stereo, or play any mp3 file on your computer and yeah, sometimes you listen to it, but after a while you barely notice it. On the other hand when you take out an old (or brand new for that matter) vinyl record from the jacket, dust it off and put it on the turntable, then you've put a certain amount of effort into wanting to hear that record and correspondently want to listen to it, instead of just having it play in the background.

(I'm not really saying what I wanted to say, but I hope the point is there somewhere. My head is killing me, I feel nauseous and my eye sight is fucked up. I shouldn't be sitting here writing while staring into the screen, but I forget my physical condition when I do. Like shooting yourself in the leg to forget the pain in your chest.)

And don't even get me started on guitar amps. Transistors vs. Tubes, though it's something else completely, well kind of...
Which gives me a chance to throw in that my 15 watts all tube Vox amp should be arriving with the post tomorrow. Something that will definitely be mentioned here upon its arrival.

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Syd Barret

Possible one of my biggest influences, inspirations and (even though I hate that word) idols.

He was one of those people who was so ahead of his time that people called him crazy, and ultimately he became just that. "He reached for the secret too soon."

He was a genius in his own way, so much more then Roger Waters and David Gilmour, who are normally what most people think of when Pink Floyd is mentioned. Don't get me wrong I enjoy post-Barret Pink Floyd, but there is something special about an album like "The Piper At The Gates Of Dawn" that I just can't find in the other Pink Floyd albums.

It's not just his music, though it's a big part of it, but it's just as much the way he was as a person.



I see myself in him and that makes me a little afraid. As much as he fascinates me, he made a lot of sacrifices that I'm sure not ready to make. Of course I'm no Syd Barret, but there's a small piece of me in the back of my head that reminds me of him.

Shine on, you crazy diamond...

Friday, May 07, 2010

2010 Roskilde Festival Poster

The Festival posted a contest on their website today, involving designing a poster for the festival. The price is two tickets for the festival and even though I already bought my ticket, I thought it could be fun to make one anyway. That and I think the original poster sucks - headliner wise.

So here it is:


Thursday, May 06, 2010

50 Days Till I'm Home Again

I can almost smell that sweet combination of beer, weed and piss. Can almost feel the dust in my hair, hear the drunken swedes and the even drunker icelandic people singing in the distance.
I miss all of it. All those happy beautiful carefree people, the music, the atmosphere. Even the chaos of not finding a spot for the camp, the never moving lines for recharging cellphones, the portable toilets.

Roskilde Festival is getting closer and my senses are tinkling. Getting ready to awake from their slumber.





Soon enough everything will be good again...

Tuesday, May 04, 2010

Another State Of Mind

Every once in a while -- if you're lucky enough and willing -- you cross path with something that will change your perception so dramatically, in a way where you completely forget how you perceived things before it. It can be through a movie, a book, music, a painting, anything. It will come through in sense, in smell and in taste ever so lightly. It will feel familiar and unknown at the same time. It will puzzle you like a déjà vu. The term "déjà vu" describes it well. Only it will feel much stronger and after it, you'll no longer be the person you were before. That person will seem like a shadow, an empty husk to you now.

The best way for me to describe it to you is to compare it with a dream. It will feel like a dream, in fact you'll think you're dreaming. Everything around you seems vague and odd, but you'll accept it. Imagine walking around on the streets in a big city in the middle of the day were cars and people should be all around you, but there are no cars, no people. All there is are the deserted streets you walk, every house and store is empty -- you're completely alone. The mere idea is preposterous, but you accept it and you like it.

This déjà vu like feeling may sound intimidating to the uninitiated, but fear not, at worst you'll be left puzzled and mystified for a period of time until you either solve it, dwell in it or brush it off.

I choose to dwell in it. I want to experience it to it's fullest, and I fear that by solving what it is it might go away. I've learn how to trigger it through certain books and songs. Though I may not experience it every day, I know it's there right behind me. Days, months, years can pass by without seeing it and then one day I turn around and there it is again, starring into my eyes -- into my soul. It creeps up on you slowly, and then you suddenly realize you're in this state of mind again.

Embrace it. Love it. I know I do. Whatever it is...

Saturday, May 01, 2010

Don Mclean Live - i HNT


Det er de færereste der kan formå at gå på en scene alene kun med en guitar og en banjo som følge, og så komme igennem et helt set (et improviseret set vel at mærke) på næsten to timer uden at tabe sit publikum undervejs.
Don Mclean er en af de få der stadig kan og han gjorde det med bravur i går på Horsens Ny Teater.

Han lagde ud med at fortælle at han ikke havde nogen set list og ville spille hvad der nu faldt ham ind, men at han nok skulle spille de hits folk kender, "including that Madonna hit."

Han startede ud med et par cover nummer af Buddy Holly og med dem blev min frygt for at lyden i HNT ville være forfærdelig gjort til skamme. Hans medbragte lydmand gjorde virkelig et fænomenalt job. Jeg har været til et par koncerter i HNT hvor lyden var mudderet og decideret elendig, så lydmanden fortjener en medalje for hans arbejde den aften.


Som sagt optrådte Don Mclean solo på denne tour (hans eneste følge var hans lydmand), da hans band igennem de sidste 15 år sad fast i Nashville som følge af askeskyen. Og gudskelov for det fristes man til at sige for det var virkelig en oplevelse at få en solo koncert fra en så stor (dog efter min mening stadig underkendt) legende som Don Mclean. Han var utrolig vel spillende den aften, stemmen intet mindre end perfekt og kunne ligeså godt være taget direkte fra hans plader. Især hvis man samligner ham med andre aldrende folk-musiker af hans karakter (Dylan f.eks.), så har Mclean virkelig formået at bibeholde hans live performances, som de var den gang for 40 år siden.

Han kom godt omkring i hans improviseret set, hvor han udover diverse cover nummer af Buddy Holly og Josh White selvfølgelig også fik spillet sine egene nummer, blandt disse var "Winter Wood," "If We Try," "Vincent," "Empty Chairs," "Castles In The Air," "And I Love So" og ikke mindst "American Pie." Sidst nævnte var tydeligvis og ikke overraskende det mest kendte nummer blandt det -- kan man vist godt tillade sig at sige -- provinsielle publikum, der absolut ikke skulle blive forpustet af at klappe eller synge med på en sang. Stor hittet fik dog publikummet op af stolene og nøjsomt synge med på omkvædene og hvem bemærker så at Mclean glemte et par linjer og et helt vers i sangen.



Hen i mod slutning af aften fandt han banjoen frem og efter et par af hans egne nummer fremført på banjo blev det -- efter min mening -- virkelig interessant da han sluttede af med at spille et cover af Dylans "Masters Of War." Med det nummer viste han en anden mere alvorlig side af sig selv, den indre aktivist kom frem og alvoren dukkede op i hans ansigt. Han havde en meget slående pointe med netop den sang, om publikum så forstod den eller ej, kuldegysende det var den ihvertfald for mig.
Men det skulle selvfølgelig ikke stoppe der. Efter begejstrede klapsalver kom han med et smukt fortolket ekstra nummer af Beatles' "In My Life" og sluttede aftenens koncert med et smil og ikke dyster alvors miner.

Kendetegnende for Don Mcleans optrædende den aften var hans meget afslappende tilstedeværelse, det var tydeligt at mærke på ham at han har mere end 40 års erfaring som turnerende musiker, igennem de små indkastet anekdoter og guitar/banjo jams imellem sangene. Det var en hyggelig aften og man fik det indtryk at han ligeså godt kunne ha' spillet for en lille håndfuld mennesker hjemme hos sig selv for fornøjelsens skyld, og ikke en udsolgt stor sal i et teater for pengenes skyld.

Sunday, April 25, 2010

XXXX

"We had two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high-powered blotter acid, a saltshaker half-full of cocaine, and a whole galaxy of multi-colored uppers, downers, screamers, laughers... Also, a quart of tequila, a quart of rum, a case of beer, a pint of raw ether, and two dozen amyls. Not that we needed all that for the trip, but once you get into locked a serious drug collection, the tendency is to push it as far as you can. The only thing that really worried me was the ether. There is nothing in the world more helpless and irresponsible and depraved than a man in the depths of an ether binge, and I knew we'd get into that rotten stuff pretty soon. "

Monday, April 12, 2010

"Nature Boy"

The mood in this song is immense. It continues to surprise me every time I listen to it, especially Miles Davis' version.



There was a boy
A very strange enchanted boy
They say he wandered very far, very far
Over land and sea
A little shy
And sad of eye
But very wise
Was he

And then one day
A magic day he passed my way
And while we spoke of many things, fools and kings
This he said to me
"The greatest thing
You'll ever learn
Is just to love
And be loved
In return"

"The greatest thing
You'll ever learn
Is just to love
And be loved
In return"

Wednesday, April 07, 2010

Whisky & Beer Are For Fools


"Whiskey and beer are for fools; absinthe for poets;
absinthe has the power of the magicians; it can wipe out
or renew the past, and annul or foretell the future."


- Ernest Dowson

Tuesday, April 06, 2010

A Black Nothing

I find myself in an increasingly state of indifference, everyday this rat race called "life" becomes more and more pointless. My old goals and dreams have been replaced with a constant all consuming worry about paying bills and juggling finances. An evil spiral I've tried so hard to not fall into, but the more I seem to fight it, the more it just comes back twice as hard; every time I think I've won a round and can relax, a new one sucker punches me in the back.

I can't focus on what I love to do, which is making music and playing music, with all these endless battles going on. I can't keep track of my goals and dreams either; don't even know what they are anymore; actually beginning to doubt I've ever had any.

This is not how I thought my life would be at age 23, but again I've forgot were I thought I'd be at this point.

The only thing that prevents me from closing the book is that tiny glimpse of light, that hopefully soon will come my way. At least I've been trying to convince myself of that for years. Does that make me a fool?
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I found a picture file on my old computer. Didn't exactly help in cheering me up.