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2006-06-02T16:00:00.000+02:00

A link for you:

A Song Convention

Expect my first music post within the end of June. Play.com are busting my balls.

Book it!

Patience

2006-03-30T12:11:00.000+02:00

Opening in 2 months.

Be ready... to get down!

Oh, it's active.

2006-02-17T10:21:00.000+01:00

Hiyar!

Sorry for the lack of updates, people. Been thinking of stuff to put in here, and I'v come up with a lot, it's just that I'm lazy to tha bone. And I don't have time to write a lot this time so I'll just post the best albums I bought in 2005:

Transistor Transistor - Erase All Name And Likeness

I found these guys on a Rock Sound cd. It was the track Black Cat and I just fell in love at the sheer dirtyness of it. I especially hit it off with the line "the drama isn't as dramatic as it should be". I don't have time to write a real text so I'll just leave you with a couple of tracks:

Transistor Transistor - Black Cat

Transistor Transistor - Powerchord Academy

Transistor Transistor - Sweet Williams

All songs from their WEBSITE.

I suggest you start with Sweet Williams and work your way upwards (I will definitely do a proper post on these guys later.

Drat! That's all I have time for right now. Gotta go learn some Russian history.

See you all SOON!

I ran into her on computer camp.

2006-01-14T09:41:00.000+01:00

"I had my Commodore 64, had to score."

Datarock are far too awesome for their own good. Check out their site datarock.no for some videos, and their myspace for some tunes. I haven't seen the videos because these stupid Russian-computers are too slow to let me download them, but I doubt that they are anything less than fantabulous.

So my first post as an MP3-blog was... well I don't know what it was, because I have no idea if anyone managed to get the songs before the YouSendIt-links expired. Or one person did and that was Jon of AdamRiff, and he put the Get Cape. Wear Cape. Fly song on there, so if you were late here you can hurry on over to AdamRiff and get it while they have it up!

And seeing as I'm in the mood, here are my predictions for 2006:

Get Cape. Wear Cape. Fly (myspace) - Well obviously this kid is going places, his blend of acoustic/emu with experimental beats and such, can't do anything but make you go "wow, this is pretty good. Nay! On second thought, this is pretty brilliant!" So go check it out, and remember where you heard of this dude first. I need the word to spread.

Frank Turner (<--website. Myspace) - This dude used to sing in one of my favorite bands, but sadly they came to an end this September. They were the mighty Million Dead and played something like posthardcore/rock/alternative or whatever. I will definitely do a feature on them when I get back to Norway so stay tuned for that. But after the split Frank turned to his roots, and began as an artist in the folky/acousticie-vein. And I'm glad he did, because his stuff is far too good. He recently blew me away with his new song on his Myspace page, Cassanovas Lament, so make sure you go check it out. Made me all goosebumpy.

Your Codename Is: Milo (<--website. Myspace) Enough of those whiny-acoustic bastards, time to rock, but in a highly original and experimental way. Many a music journalist has claimed that YCI:M sounds like no one else. And I have to concur. I have a bit of trouble tagging them with a comparison, and that's what I like about them. However I don't have any of the Albums/Ep's, so I guess I'm not completely reliable on what I'm saying, but what I've heard of the demos they've made for the new album, and the songs from their debut full-length Ignoto this is going to be their year. Astounding stuff.

I have more predictions but that's it for now I think.

Oh, and one last thing; I think I have found the name for my site when it blasts into full gear 1st of June. Some of the contenders were:

Gorilla Vs. Some Kind Of Like-Sized Animal

My New Norwegian Blog

Stereochocolate

Scenemoons

and

Clever Titles Are So Hot Right Now.

I assure you that the name will be much worse than any of these, but you'll have to wait and see until the first of june!

Until next time, tell your friends!

Mmmm pants.

Crap

2005-12-30T08:34:00.000+01:00

Are the songs down for everybody? I'm sorry if they are, and I'll try to get some YouSendIt-links up in stead.

Thanks to Jon for the heads up. You other people are just too lazy.

Let's hear some tuuuuuunes!

2005-12-29T13:57:00.000+01:00

Ok, going to get some songs up very quicly.

First up is Maxïmo Park who's done one of the best covers I've ever heard, it gives me goosebumps everytime I hear it. It's Natalie Imbruglia's song 'Shiver', and it's just... too good. Don't have time to search inside for complex comparisons and whatnot. Just get it.

Maxïmo Park - Shiver (Natalie Imbruglia cover, Live at BBC)

(Now YouSendIt)

Next up we have an up and coming band from Britain, who's doing that whole instrumental rock thing that's so hot over there right now (See bands such as 65 Days Of Static which I'll probably do a thing on while I'm in Russia). They usually don't sing, but to mix it up a little they shout a bit on this track, and I think it's really cool. The lead guitarist is just fantastic, and I love the melodies he puts on this track. Ladies and gentlemen, I give you:

Fight Fire With Water - We're Philosophers, Sibbie

(Now YouSendIt)

Yes; that is a nod to Homestar Runner, which makes them extra awesome in my book. Check out their webpage for more info, myspace etc... (It's currently down, but I guess it'll be good by the time you read this).

One last tune because I haven't got much time. Or I guess I should say one last dude, because he doesn't have any songs for download up on his site, so I'm going to have to point you in the direction of his myspace page. This is Get Cape. Wear Cape. Fly and I just can't get enough of this. It's Acoustic / Experimental / Emo at it's finest. It's the 'Experimental' part that I like the most. Lots of details and he has a pleasant voice that's the perfect amount of emu. The song, Glass Houses, on his page starts out slowly, but when the singing kicks in you just have to kick back and relax. I could totally picture this on an episode of Scrubs if that helps you out in deciding on wether to give this a check or not. He's from the UK by the way.

EDIT: Found an mp3! I think it's dead good:

Get Cape. Wear Cape. Fly - The Chronicles Of A Bohemian Teenager Part One

(Now YouSendIt)

Get Cape. Wear Cape. Fly (Website)

His Myspace.

That's that for now. I'm hoping that I'll get enough time to look into changing the look of the blog when I get to Russia, but no promises. Remember to check in here now and again now, seeing as it's been rescesitated (I have no idea if I spelt that right).

See ya'll in the blogosphere.

What's he building in there?

2005-12-28T23:22:00.001+01:00

So I'm officially making this into my own nifty MP3-blog. BUT! (wow that's a big 'but', must mean I'm serious! ...hehe, I said 'big butt') seeing as I'm going back to Russia the day after tomorrow, where there's limited access to popculture, I won't be truly groundbreaking and stuff until I get back to Norway again the 1st of June. So I've considered doing weekly features on bands/albums/stuff I think is absolutely neccesarry (memo to self: learn how to write 'necessary'... 2nd memo to self: don't write 'memo to self' anymore) to have in your life. Or at least the songs and bands that've affected me in some way during my 19 years on this earth. So the mp3's will sadly be kept at a low, and in stead I'll plug other blogs who have good tuuuuunes up on theirs, and try to make me some internet-pals in the process.

Are you cool? Yeah, I'm cool. (what's that, like the fifth time I've used that quote? I need to freshen up my material)

So by tonight I'll probably have a couple of tunes up, and some pics, so if you just read this: DON'T LEAVE YOUR DAMN SEAT!

I need to get building.

And it's aaaall doooownhill from heeere

2005-10-13T10:53:00.000+02:00

Hmm. This blog really has gone to turd-city since I went to Russia, and by that I mean further into turd-city than it was before. Let's see if this sudden change of font will save its life...

So... Two seconds into changing my font and it doesn't seem to be so bad. Granted I need to post this post first to really see how it looks, but still, not shabby.

I totally skipped all my classes today. Meaning; I didn't see my teacher when I first came to school, so I just sat down at the library to work on my own. Then when the bell rang I went to sit with my class for their math-lesson, and after that I headed straight for the nearby Internet-Club. I'm such a rebel.

Today I have a guitar-lesson. I started with it a few weeks ago. It's a group-thing where we sit in a circle playing acoustics, and eventually I'll be learning some Russian folk-songs, and also how to sing while playing. Cool. Although I don't like it that much. It takes time off my slacking off. Which is a bad thing. Tomorrow I'll go bowling for my host-mother's birthday. Hoping it will be a riot.

That's all for now, check out my Norwegian one for more info. Harr-harr.

Keep cool.

The cheese is old and mouldy. Where is the bathroom?

2005-10-10T12:42:00.000+02:00

Bah.

I have a new teacher in Russian language now. She is quite old-fashioned and she uses the polite-form which confuses me a whole lot. Oh, and she doesn't speak English at all. Frustration just doesn't cut it to desribe her lessons.

My regular teacher is away for two weeks. I don't know where.

I really need to post before I have 5 minutes left to finish up (yeah I'm at a net-cafe).

Tonight I'll write a post at home so you'll have a bit more to feast your eyes on.

Safe.

Norweigans only... Sorry :-(

2005-10-09T13:25:00.000+02:00

What's this then?

http://karwes.blogspot.com (I can't make this into a link so copy and paste, ya'll).

A new blog?

You best believe it!

This blog is now dead... Jus' kidding!

I'll keep up both. And who knows... maybe a Russian one at the end of the year.

I think I'll call it Karstenskij. But only when she is on top.

In jokes are funneh.

Crapz

2005-10-08T11:12:00.000+02:00

I only have 4 mins to write a post, because I forgot how long I was sitting (I'm at a Internet "club" at the moment).

So everything's going swell, except for the day before yesterday. I managed to leave my wallet at a bench in my school right before the bell rang, and when I noticed that it wasn't in any of my pockets and went back to look for it, it was gone. Someone had taken it. Teachers went to like every classroom to ask for it, police were involved, and finally some buys owned up.

Crazy day!

Yep, I'm still in Russia

2005-10-04T12:30:00.000+02:00

But where to begin/continue?

First I want to say that when people meet me and I say I'm a Norwegian they go "Seriously? I don't believe you", then they say that I have no foreign accent going on, so I'm pretty damn pleased with that. But conversations still don't go on a long time before I have to say that I don't understand. Bah.

I never know what to type on here anymore, even though a lot of things are going on. Today I'm going to the Philharmonic(?) but I really don't want to go. My neighbours invited me to go ice-skating next Sunday, but I don't really want to, the good thing about that however is that I haven't accepted yet. And I think that I won't either.

Short post, but it will have to do for now.

Standing in the club with my b-boy stance

2005-09-29T13:20:00.000+02:00

Hello, and happy birthday to me.

This morning I got awakened by chocolates before my host-mother and sister went off to school (I get to go one hour later to school because the buses are frickin' impossible to get into in the morningrush.). I ate two of the chocolates, because they were quite tasty, took a shower, and went to school.

At school my entire class arranged the tables in the cantine so that we could all sit together, and they gave me a card with most of the class' signatures and best wishes and also a Winnie The Poo mug. I was quite overwhelmed and hadn't expected more than a couple of "Happy Birthdays!" and a few handshakes. In Russia you get wished a lot, for example when one of the girls made a toast at the table she said: "We wish you a long and healthy life, with lot's of success, and we all love you very much". That last part surprised me a bit, because all I do when I'm with the class in lessons is learn from my own books, I don't partake at all. Except for when the teacher makes a comment about me and I yell "In Norwegian, please!", and of course I say this in Russian not English. And for the rest of the day, some of the girls said they wished me lots of money in the future. So now I know that Russian girls don't want no scrub.

Being in Russia on my birthday is just very weird. I don't know why. Everyone is nice, I don't have anything to complain about, but it's just extremely weird, and I have no frickin' idea why.

Oh, I forgot to mention that they have Norwegian buses here in Arkhangelsk! I looked in disbelief when I saw "AS Sporveier Norge" in the top corner of one of the buses. And incidentally these Norwegian buses are the best buses in town. 'nuff said.

Now I have to go home to celebrate with my family.

Byebyes

What we're doing is so wrong, and what you're wearing is so right (and so tight)

2005-09-27T12:45:00.000+02:00

What? I'm not up to any naughty business, I'm, umm... just posting the lyrics of a song... Yeah. Every Time I Die - I Been Gone A Long Time, such a frickin' tune. Check it out. Just a song... No naughty business.

What else... Not much.

People writing about excursions in their blogs so I might as well mention my trip to St. Petersburg in November. Looking forward to this very much. Everyone says that this is the place to be in Russia. It's beautiful, it has cinemas that shows English movies with their original dialogue... Who knows, maybe I'll get to see Serenity.

Bah, no time to tell more. See ya'll later. And update your frickin' blogs! I need reading material on my (somewhat)daily internet-visits!

Toodles.

I'm ready... Set GO!

Oh and Siri, get well soon!

Worst.Haircut.Ever.

2005-09-26T14:58:00.001+02:00

Yeah I got my hair cut last Thursday. It was by some lady at maybe 50 years of age. When she cut it it looked fine, but then all of a sudden she started using some sort of curling iron on my hair. And seeing as it was a normal Hair-Salon I had a mirror in front of me and I could see the look on my face, and it was sheer terror. You know how in books/movies people get so scared they can't cry for help or get their feet moving to run away? I never thought I would be faced with this problem, but I couldn't do anything but sit there and let this lady ruin a perfectly fine haircut. Afterwards I paid up and ran for the busride home. Safe inside the flat I live in, I went to the bathroom to see how I looked. And sure enough. I looked like a frickin' grandma. Luckily now it's okey. I even got called Justin Timberlake at school today. You decide if that's good or bad.

Oh, and while I'm on the topic of school:

Fellas, be ready to hate me. In my class, 11G (that's A B V G) there are four boys... and 24 girls. Woop there it is.

Buh-bye for now.

Da Svedanja.

You gotta have faith to win the fight.

2005-09-24T11:34:00.000+02:00

So how are you all doing?

I've been checking up on the blogs of my friends and it looks like everything is just peachy. Good stuff.

Me, I've just been busy here in ye old Arkhangel, Russia. Where to start... I left Norway 26 days ago by plane from Tromso. It was me, Ane, Sindre and Camilla and a bunch of other passangers on the plane, and the plane was quite scary to tell you the truth. First stop was Murmansk where all sorts of confusion happened. First we met this scary lady who told us to fill out some migration cards. We did and then we stood in line to get our passports checked. And seeing as we thought we we're going on the same plane that we arrived with, we didn't bother to see if our luggage was brought inside. So Sindre and Camilla went to their respective families in Murmansk while me and Ane went through the security check. And there after some confusion (no one spoke English) we found out we had to go back to get our suitcases. We stressed alot because we didn't know when the plane left. So we got our luggage went back through security again, and on to check in our luggage. We both got 5kilos extra weight, but the guy didn't manage to explain what we needed to do about it. Finally I flashed my Visa and his eyes brightened fiercely. And he wanted me to follow him. Ane was now standing at a counter trying to pay for the 5kilos. So I followed the guy to an ATM and I just took out 500 Rubles. And then he said 500 rubles for luggage. But I wasn't going to be suckered into paying that much, so I said 300 rubles and that's that. He sighed and gave me 200 rubles in exchange for the 500 and I was good. When Ane finally got to pay at the counter it turned out that we only needed to pay 200 rubles. So I was suckered a little bit, but only 25kr.

And then we went on the plane and flew off to Arkhangel.

I was a bit shocked by the state of the city. It's very dirty with a lot of trash in the streets. So that's really bad, but there are some places that are really nice and pretty. My family consists of one mother (Nadezda), and her two daughters (Yana and Sveta). And they don't know English at all. When they met me on the airport they had a friend with them who spoke english to translate all the information they wanted me to have. I was a bit worried that it wouldn't work out if they didn't know English, but now I think I've learned a lot from it.

I have a lot of small stories to tell, but Idon't have time for it now. I'll have to write them down when I'm at home and then put them on the internet when it's available to me.

And to the people that are waiting for e-mails, you will have to wait a little longer, because this piece of sh*t computer won't let me get on Gmail or Hotmail. I need to find a proper internet-cafe to settle down in.I'm currently at the biggest library in town. The computers here are pretty pre-historic.

All in all I'm doing fine. The language is difficult, but very interesting. I'm not able to take part in conversations yet, but I study hard and I "take no prisoners".

I miss you all, and I can't wait to get home for Christmas.

14th of December.

Write it down.

I have to go now.

Finally

2005-08-28T19:27:00.000+02:00

The Haloscan seems to be working now. Right on.

Added a lot more links, and I think I'll say a few words on each link, if I get really anxious about leaving tomorrow and can't go to sleep.

KEEP IT TOGETHER!

NEW LOOKS!

2005-08-28T03:02:00.000+02:00

So I changed the template. I think it looks alright. Lost all my comments in the process though. And I need to re-install Haloscan, and a sitemeter, but that's easy-peasy. Other than that the colors should get some minor tweak-age.

STAY TUNED!

OH MY GAWD, IT'S JON STEWART AND HE'S TRYING TO KILL US!

2005-08-28T01:51:00.000+02:00

Haha.

Had a good time tonight. Apparently there was "Alien-Night!" on TV3 Denmark tonight. It started off with Men In Black which I missed, and after that was Alien Fury: Countdown To Invasion, and you can't deny a movie with such an enticing name, so I sat down and watched through it. And man did that title screw me over. There were no Aliens, and certainly no Fury. It tried so hard to be unpredictable that it was just plain funny. "We have found sign of life on the moon, and we have reason to believe that it's... hostile." "OMG, commander dude! We got to launch a full-blown attack!" "Oh but you see, fellow commander... this invasion was just hoax. A hoax to ensure our department to continue to get it's funding, I couldn't allow the Government to cut us out!" "Oh shit... We fucked up then. But I suppose that seeing it's in the news and the president knows about it, we should just lauch the counter-attack we planned and save some face." "Yes... that's exactly what I hoped you would do... MUAHAHHAHA... Oops, did I LoL in an evil manner just now?". And it kept going back and forth like that, and I actually got a bit confused as to wether aliens were in the film at all, but not in a good way.

Oh and this handsome lady had a role in it:

And if you don't know who she is, then you truly haven't lived... and experienced bad television that is. Ya get me? Haha, I browsed her "Filmography" over at IMDB, and she's had a guest appearance in Pacififc Blue that I remember seeing. So that's one thing that she's done that isn't bad television... "Some try to talk you down.. nananana here in my town. Sad and free, it works for me. Take a look around. Just another day in L.A oh ayyyyy!" Such a theme tune. It's a riot.

And seeing as it wouldn't be a complete "Alien Night" unless it was a trilogy of films, they showed "The Faculty" as the closer. So that's two brilliant films sandwiching what turned out to be, a total waste of time. Because "The Faculty" is reaaaally good. I hadn't seen it since the 10th grade or something. I think it had just gotten out on video, and it was Halloween, so a friend and I rented it from the local gas station to get in the Halloween-spirit. And I'd say it was much better this time, except from one small thing: Knowing who the bad guy is. Made some parts of the movie a bit laughable, in lack of a better term. But what was fun though was seeing Jon Stewart, and Danny Masterson in some small roles. So many laughs. And the rest of the actors are Grade A. Josh Hartnett in his coolest role ever in my opinion. I think that sort of character suits him best of all, and he should do more. Unless he's grown out of that kind of crap. Just checked his IMDB-site and it turns out that he is 27 years old. Damn. Won't be seeing him as a rebellious teenager anymore. We all know the age-limit for that is 25. Harr harr.

But seriously. The Faculty is now officially one of my all-time favorite movies. Shame you can't watch that sort of film too much without getting bored of it. Nerr.

Running out of time to brush up this blog. Might just change the template and mess around with it a bit when I get to Russia. If that can be done, of course.

Before I get to bed I just need to say: I knew that the music-students wouldn't be able to keep up with the blogging. Quitters the lot of them. I don't really mean it, but it would be nice to see what's up. And I shouldn't be bragging because I blog a lot these days, when I practically don't have anything other than free-time.

Late

Boredom and cake.

2005-08-27T01:37:00.000+02:00

Hola, mi amigos.

Phew, how 'bout those two posts about my time in Finnmark. Damn long dontcha think? You didn't read through them, did you? Well, I can't blame you if you didn't. Just needed to purge myself of the thoughts and experiences I had while being there. So there.

Just finished watching "Thirteen", and it was a very uncomfortable movie to watch. What with all those teens rebelling against their parents, and fu**ing up royally in the process. I say as Henry Rollins said it:

If you hate your parents, the man or the establishment, don't show them up by getting wasted and wrapping your car around a tree. If you really want to rebel against your parents: outearn them, outlive them, and know more than they do.

I really love that quote. When I get kids, I'll try to find some sort of poster with that quote and hang it in their rooms, as well as having them on a steady diet of Black Flag, ya dig?
Anyways, the movie was very good and, as I mentioned, pretty uncomfortable in certain places. Reality bites, isn't that what they say? But despite all that I think it lacked a little more oomph to be a truly great movie. It was good though, and I hope that it gets shown to teenagers as scare-tactics or something.

Hmpf... I tried this whole Mobblogging thing seeing as I have a new cellphone with camera, but I can't get it working. Might have to ask John.

Anyway, I am le tired and I have to go to bedz0r.

Toodles

And now... The end of my story about the crash-course in Russian

2005-08-24T17:57:00.000+02:00

PART 2!

THE CONCLUSION!

SHOULD I WRITE THIS WHILE HOLDING SHIFT; OR WHAT?? NO? OK THEN!

Alright, what happened next? Alexander didn't come to class or breakfast. We didn't manage to wake him up before we got our first break of the day. After he'd gotten breakfast, he came down and stayed there until our second break, and then he said that he felt sick and then he didn't come to class for the remainder of our stay. He'd basically decided to not go to Russia, but he still wanted to stick around. That day we also had our first joint-class with the Russians. I mostly talked with Sveta and she asked me if I had anything I wanted to learn in Russian. I of course got a total mind-block, but it didn't matter because she had loads of things she wanted to know, and suggestions at things I should know. They wanted to know bad words, how to say "I love you", how to buy things, and all sorts of stuff. Then Sveta told me that in class, their teacher had said "Slapp av, Olga" (Which means "Relax, Olga") and in Russian that's nearly the same as saying "Stop bitch, Olga". That was kinda funny. They had all sorts of words that they would laugh at when we where talking Norwegian amongst ourselves.

Apart from that almost everything was the same each day. All until the last one. That was when we all gathered in the lounge-area to eat pizza and talk. And because of my big-mouth (I mentioned that I play the guitar) Olga shoved the guitar that hung on the wall at the lounge-area into my arms, and demanded that I played something. In front of like 12 people. I've barely played for more than two people! I got hella-nervous, but I guess I had to try, so I stumbled through "Glade Jul", a Christmas Song that I sort of know. It was nerve-wracking I tellsya. At this point the people started to walk around a bit. I sat with Sindre and Ane. They were in the coach, and I sat in a chair on the other side of the table. And then Sindre just lay down on the coach with his head in Ane's lap. Seemed to me like he was making a move on her, and so I left not wanting to disturb, or even be there. I'm just mentioning that because something hilarious happened later on in the evening revolving Sindre making a move on Ane.

So I left them alone and went to my room. Before this last night there'd probably been about four other persons at the hotel, but now there were coming a buttload of people, for some sort of derby-thingie happening nearby. I stayed in my room to about 22:00 or something, and then I decided to go out again. Now Alexander and Camilla had joined Ane and Sindre in the sofa and they were playing cards. A game called "Idiot". So I joined in. Sindre still seemed like he was trying to get something going with Ane. He apologised when he made her take in cards (a bad thing in "Idiot") and put everyone else down when they got a bad hand. Then after about 6 games (I won twice, and got a 2nd place, a 3rd, a 4th, and a 5th in case you were wondering) an old lady, she said she was 59, came out to us and asked us what we thought of her boots. At this point she seemed normal, she said that she had asked her daughter what she thought of them and she'd said they looked stupid, so she thought she'd go out to the other "youths" and ask them what they thought. We all said they looked mighty fine, and assumed that she'd walk away to her daughter. So at this point we noticed that she was kinda drunk. She hung around and talked to Alexander, saying things like "I live alone you know, *winkwink*" T'was kinda funny. And then Ane leaned forward or something to adjust her sitting-position, and Sindre used this opportunity to take his arm around her. Then the old lady asked "Oh, you're lovers, are you?" and both Ane and Sindre went tomato. Alexander, Camilla and myself just started laughing out loud as this old lady continued. Ane and Sindre both said no, but the old lady kept going "No I can see that you are, he's holding his arm around you. He has it in is eyes and his face. Romantic feelings." Alexander was nearly falling off his chair , Camilla tried to stay serious but couldn't, and Sindre just smiled at this old drunk lady, completely tongue-tied. When the lady finally left we could get back to our cardgame. I knew that Olga and our Russian teacher were playing cards in the kitchen, and that's where the drunk lady went, so I just knew that something would go down there. Sure enough. Moments later Olga stumbled into the bathroom nearby sounding like she was crying and laughing at the same time. Apparently the drunk lady had stood outside the window behind the russianteacher so that she could see her cards, and had made it out in signlanguage what she had. Apparently Olga found it so funny she nearly collapsed. She came and sat with us because she needed to eat her Cheese Doodles, and she was pretty high-strung I tellsya. When she heard that the old lady came she tried to hide in her chair, and when she saw her she had to keep from laughing out loud. You know the way you force down a sneeze or something? It was like that just with laughter. Hilarious... I guess you had to be there, eh?

Then nothing happened really... We all stayed up late. Ane leaving for bed a couple of hours before the rest. I ended up playing a Swedish card-game with Olga called Hey Jack! You split the deck between the players, and then each player has their turn to put down a card from their stack of cards. Some cards had a meaning: If a 10 was laid down you had to slap your thigh/knee, a Jack you had to say Hey Jack!, a King you had to do a salute (now that was painful in the end), a Queen you had to say "G'day, Queen" and if an Ace came you just had to smack your hand on top of it first (also painful). The point of the came was to end up with all the cards. Olga beat me the first round when I was learning. And after that, Camilla joined for a game. Me and Olga got rid of her fast, and then it was down to the two of us again. It was pretty, frickin' even and the game lasted about 2 hours nearly... Or maybe it was closer to 1 hour and 30mins, but still... Mid-game she told me that she'd never lost at that game before, and I guess that kind of fueled me up a bit, because I ended up beating her. She didn't like that at all. Was kind of sad, but I don't lose on purpose, that's just bad sportmanship. Haha.

The next morning we left and I started get that feeling you get when you know you won't see someone for a long time, and that you know that you're going to miss them. All the people there turned out to be very alright and I hope that we can get a reunion going. Luckily I'm going to Arkhangelsk with Ane (not to the same school though) so that I can keep in touch with one of them at least.

I guess this was all quite uninteresting, but it had to be done. Closure!

Bye

IN YOUR FACE NORWEGIAN CUSTOMS!

2005-08-24T11:50:00.000+02:00

To explain the title of this post: Before I went to the crash-course in the Russian language I ordered two cd's from Deep Elm Records. The Cd's were Settlefish - The Plural Of The Choir, and Latterman - No Matter Where We Go..! both got to under 200kr which is the the limit here in Norway for things we buy abroad from the internet. So I went to Finnmark knowing, that when I got home, there'd be a nice lil' package waiting for me.

However, when I got home there was a letter for me from the Norwegian Postal Service. It told me that I needed to pay 230kr to get my package because it needed to go through customs (not sure if I'm translating this right, but whatever). I sent a mail to them saying that I needed a further explanation on why I needed to pay extra seeing as it was all under 200kr. And surely, one day later, my package arrived and it had clearly been opened and stapled shut again. Not even a "Sorry, we we're wrong, hope it didn't cause any inconvenience". And my Latterman CD got a crack in the cover because they weren't careful when they stamped on something that said "Not to go through customs". Utter bastards.

Anyway, I'm just glad I got the cd's in the end, and now that I listen to Latterman I realize that a crack in the cover won't stop them from being a "super-awesome" band. Definitely worth checking out.

And if you didn't see the links up there, then I'll write them here for you again:

Latterman's Purevolumepage

Settlefish's Purevolumepage

Hello, my name is KAPCTEH!

2005-08-23T23:50:00.000+02:00

(I started this post the moment I got home from Finnmark, just so you know)

Back from the crash-course in Russian. Learned the alphabet by heart, a couple of catch-phrases and some "badwurdz". That's "bad words" for those of you who didn't catch that (I'm looking at you, Mari).

We were five Norwegians; Camilla(19), Alexander(16), Ane(18), Sindre(18) and myself. We arrived at the airport in Kirkenes (at the very end of Norway, up north) at about 23.45, and went outside to wait for Anastasia, the project-leader. We didn't say anything to eachother while we waited, but I guess we kind of assumed that we were going for the same thing. Anastasia arrived, we got introduced to one another, and we commenced our journey to Svanhovd Miljøsenter. After 30+ mins of driving we arrived at the "hotel", we signed in and everyone just went to bed. The Russian girls, Olga, Sveta, Sasha and Marina(all 17 except for Sasha who I think was 16) had arrived at 19.30 in the evening before us just so you know.

When I got up, I took a shower and headed into the dining-area. Of course everyone was up before me, the Russians at one table and the Norwegians at another, and I had to catch up. We started talking about the things that we'd forgotten to bring. I forgot to bring a towel, but lucky for me the hotel provided that. Alexander was kind of stand-offish at first because he sat at an empty table when there was plenty of room for all of us at the table. He had a headset which he blasted some hip-hop out of and he had kind of that gangsta-kid going for him, although he kinda looked more sporty or something? Anyways, after breakfast we got a briefing on this whole thang we're embarking on. But first we all had to stand up and introduce ourselves. This is were we all got a bit of a surprise because one of the girls, Olga who I mentioned earlier, could speak swedish fluently. It was mighty impressive. After that we got the briefing on the whole Barents-shindig. In PowerPoint of course. And then Anastasia told us about the phases that we would all go through.

Phase 1: Excitement. Everything is new, you try to take it all in at once, and you walk around being all "Omg, I can't believe I'm really here!"

Phase 2: Shock. Now, you start to miss your home, you're having difficulties making yourself understood, and everything seems to be at a standstill. This phase varied from person to person on how well you handle it. Only one person has had to abort the program during the shock phase.

And then there were some other phases, but I can't remember them right now.

Then came the teaching. We got a teacher named Alexandra. She was from Murmansk, and she didn't speak any Norwegian except from a few phrases. The first thing she said to us was "I don't envy you having to learn Russian". Rock on! We tried learning the alphabet. It had many weird noises, and about five "sch"-ones that sounded exactly the same at first. Everyone was eager to learn, except for Alexander. He was still a bit reluctant, and tried to act all cool when it was his turn to try and pronounce something. He'd say that the teacher should chill and stuff like that. At this point I wasn't exactly thrilled about having the guy there, but seeing as he was younger than the rest of us, and that it was his mom that had pushed him into signing up for the project, I cut him some slack. After the first day of learning had ended, I went to my room to relax a little, because later we would go BBQ'in and rowin' with boats. I got out of bed about 15mins before take-off. Got into my brand new raincoat and headed out. The place we were going to was within walking distance so we started to trot. Camilla sort of took Alexander under her wing, and started talking with him about all kinds of things, and tried to sneak in some "Come on, of course you're going to Russia. Don't chicken out", trying to encourage him ya know? After that he became slightly less obnoxious and more approachful. I was, as always, a bit more in the background. I talked to people when they talked to me, but I didn't go out of my way to be heard. At first I only talked to the teacher for the Russian girls. He was alright. He wanted to learn Russian, but felt that he had gotten too old.

After a bit of eating and rowing, which I didn't partake in (rowing), we started to head back. Now I started a conversation with Marina, the girl from Arkhangelsk to ask about the city and what I could expect. Ane who's also going to Arkhangelsk joined in as well. Marina was alright, but she almost seemed naive in the way she talked, and she was a bit pink, you know? A bit sugary. Got a bit weird talking to her after a while.

When we got back we could do whatever we wanted. I think I just went to my room and sat there reading. After a while I decided to go up and check my e-mail. I didn't see the others so I assumed they were all sitting in their rooms. I read my mail, and wrote a few. Went back down, didn't see the others, so I din't see any point in knocking on doors trying to socialize. Went back to my room, read some more, and turned off the lights.

The next morning it seemed like everyone knew each other better than at the BBQ. I knew that I'd missed out on something so I just tried making up for it by talking to the others, getting a bit more sociable.

That cocludes part 1 of my stay in Finnmark. Come back tomorrow for the conclusion.

Oh, and for the people I know that blog. Start updating! I want to know what's up. How's school? I'm very anxious to know this 'cause I'm missing out, so it's all of your's duty to tell me. Well? What are you waiting for? START TYPING!

Much love.

Tom Cruise is crazy, man.

2005-08-23T02:32:00.000+02:00

I watched some of the Oprah Winfrey interview on tv tonight, and later I found this clip on Big-Boys.

Really captured what I was thinking while I was watching Oprah. What a loon.

Report on the crash-course in Russian coming tomorrow.

Hmpf.

2005-08-20T13:45:00.000+02:00

I miss people.

The people I met at the crash-course in Russian were kind of odd at first. I thought I was the only normal person there, but after the first few days I got to know them a bit better and liked them a lot. Such a shame that we won't be grouped together for a long time. We're talking of a reunion when the Norwegians get back from Russia (1st of June), hopefully the Russian girls can come as well. We were five from Norway (three boys, two girls), and five from Russia (all girls). I think I'll miss Olga the most. She was unlike any person I've ever met before, and I hope I get to keep in touch with her. Not in a romantic way or anything, cause she had a boyfriend, but she was very fun to hang with.

Which brings me to the people that have been my closest friends for the last three years. I noticed now when I got home that people had posted similar posts on their blogs (see sidebar) about "try to update your blogs more often!" and "don't cry, we'll see eachother soon enough" etc. And I just started to realise that I won't see a lot of those people for a long, long time. Missing people sucks. Not people who are missing, but rather the feeling you get when you miss people sucks. Hah. But on the other hand; I might be coming home for x-mas, so yay! And then I won't miss out on the reunion for my class. But now that I'm coming it probably won't happen, because everyone decides to be utter and total bastards. Meh.

Schmanyschays, that's it for now. Might give you a recap on what went down at the Russian-studying-jiggy-thing later.

Byes.

That's why we hear your music in fast forward / 'cause we don't wanna hear that weak shit no mo'

2005-08-14T21:42:00.000+02:00

Keep 'em high.

I'm back from Trondheim. I had fun. The first few days were the most eventful ones. I went with my little brother to see Batman Begins the first day we got there. It was very good. Christian Bale suited the role very well, but I think Michael Keaton will always remain Batman in my heart. No one says "I'm Batman" like him. No one! Other movies I watched were Hitchhikers Guide To The Galaxy which was a hoot and a half. Sam Rockwell is so goddamn talented, he should play ignorant presidents more often. I also watched Sin City. I'd been aching to see it and I was not disappointed. How can every single character in a movie be that cool? Mickey, Bruce, Clive... the list goes on. What a fantastic film. I especially liked Nicky Katts part even though he didn't stay alive for very long.

We only went to the movies when my father and my little brother were in town. When they left for Sweden before going home to Korgen me and my older bro' just chilled all day, every day. Well that's not exactly true. We went to the city once because I needed som stuff for my stay in Russia. I bought a rain coat (with rain pants), some sturdy-looking boots which could both be used when walking in the city as in the wilderness. I still need some shoes for running (inside and outside), some pants to do my running in, and some more casual clothes. Hope I can get that fixed the week after this one.

Today I'm going to Finnmark(the northern part of Norway) with a plane (or several planes if you will). I'm going there to have a crash-course in the Russian-language. I hope that none of the other kids that are going have learned lots of stuff before coming, because, although I've tried, I still only know how to say "Howdy, neighbours!" and "So long, neighbours!" or something like that. Oh, and I can also say "Da" and "Njet".

Don't think I'll write more now. I'll wait until next week, and then I'll also try to freshen up this site a little.

So long, and thanks for all the fish!

And remember to listen to Alkaline Trio and Fumar Mata.

For a manifestation I'd to say it's looking great.

2005-08-05T14:17:00.000+02:00

Here it is, your moment of Zen:

www.fumarmata.net

Bookmark it and go there regularly to see if you can't get your dirty hands on their promo when they decide to release it to the public.

BOOKMARKZ IT!

Waaaaatch your back now!

2005-08-05T10:18:00.000+02:00

So I'm all alone at work now. It's my last day so everyone's decided to take a day off without saying goodbye to me. Those bastards. I need a hug, dammit!

Nah, I'm just playing. It's just that it's dead-quiet here. A few phone-calls and a couple of people wondering where people have their offices being the exception. Bah, I have nothing to write about. Maybe I should just type along without thinking too much and see where that leads us? Maybe not a great idea but it might turn out to be fun. Here goes.

Tomorrow I'm going to Trondheim (one of the larger cities in Norway) to shop a bit with my father and my little brother, and to later on hang with my big brother.

Things I'll probably end up buying:

Sports Gear (pants, shoes etc...)
A pair of everyday shoes
A new pair of pants
Tickets to the cinema
Some Cd's

God, I'm really bored now. This can't be interesting at all. Yet I keep on writing. Just writing without anything significant to write about. No happenings. Or there was one thing that happened a couple of days ago. One of the guys over at the FarmingDepartment walked by, and this guy has a bit of a stutter and it seems that he talks to himself from time to time, and I distinctly heard him mutter "Asshole", or "Rasshøl" as it's said in Norwegian. I'm not 100% certain that that's what he said, but it sure sounded like it. It was weird.

Hmpf. Nothing else to write about. Damn you brain!

Still quiet... A little TOO quiet.

2005-08-04T11:03:00.000+02:00

Hmpf. It's like nothing's been going on these last few days. The weather is crap, and it's supposed to stay crap all summer, all over the country. I think that's the thing that bothers me the most, because the weather makes it seem more dull than it really is. Or something like that.

This is my penultimate day of work, and when I'm done tomorrow I'm going to visit my bro' in Trondheim and stay there all of next week. It's going to be hella-fun! Well, my bro' is a poor foo' at the moment so we can't go all crazy up in dat joint! We'll probably just hang out, watch a couple of movies. Exciting.

I received the cd for my Learn To Speak Russian book so now I can finally start practising. I'll let you know how that goes in tomorrow's post.

I'm going to try to update the look of my blog the week before I fly off to Arkhangelsk. I'll see if I can make it a little more appalling. Woopsie!11 I meant appealing obviously... Haw haw.

Maybe I'll make a longer post tonight. But you'll have to keep in mind that I'll be making most of the shit up. Yup...

Good

Bye.

You take your car to work, I'll take my board / and when you're out of fuel, I'm still afloat

2005-08-03T11:03:00.000+02:00

What up? What up?

No people with stuff they want copied yet... But anything can happen within the next 30mins.

What else? Well, I mentioned Russia in yesterday's post. I'm going there to learn russian for a full school year. It's a sort of student-exchange program where I get all costs paid for me. The trip, all the shots I have to take gets refunded, I get a monthly allowance and I'm living with a host-family so I'm not paying any rent either. I'm living with a mother and her two daughters in their apartment. The daughters are 15 and 18. Now, Mary has misunderstood a whole lot about this trip I'm having (she's not quite 100% up there, you know?), she thinks that I'm living with prostitutes, and that the 18 year old is studying to become a whorefashiondesigner (if there is such a term). ALL WRONG! The mother is a teacher, she teaches 2nd grade. The 15 year old is just a regular student, and the 18 year old is a secretary at some House Of Design, and she's also going to a Design School. Now that you have all your facts straight... Let's move on.

Hmm. Not much else going on really. I'm quite upset that I could've gone to the Øya-Festival after all. I haven't heard anything by Hot Snakes but that's the band I was dying to see before it was "confirmed" that I couldn't go. It seems that they're splitting up after this tour so that's extra sucky. Meh.

Nothing else happening!

Boredom.

Bye.

Writing on your book are you? Busy with the book? Have a compelling protagonist yet? Someone the readers can relate to?

2005-08-02T10:58:00.000+02:00

Family Guy is great. How can you not like it? I'm looking at you older brother.

Damn, some guy was in here wanting like a gazillion copies. Right in my goddamn blog-time. You see I blog when the others are having lunch. Ah well, whatcha' gonna do?

Nothing happening at all now. I was in Mosjøen this weekend having a farewell-party of sorts. Had some good conversations, a couple of hugs, a few shots but not much else. And that was probably the last time I'll see those until a year or something. Weird! But when I get to Tromsø after this whole Russia-deal (have I mentioned that on here yet?!), many of them will be there greeting me with a huge welcome back party! (Now that you know my expectations... make it happen).

Other than that not much else happening that I can write about in five minutes.

So... Let's hope there are no people hassling me tomorrow.

I don't want to live my life in regret / Everyday is a learning experience

2005-08-01T11:06:00.000+02:00

Oh, mittens.

I bought Pretty Girls Make Graves debut album Good Health last week, and I received it on Friday. I got The New Romance, their second album, for Christmas and I wanted to wait a bit until I got all the others (or the one other). It was a hard decision because i absolutely loved (and I still love it) The New Romance. Such a perfect album. Good Health is no worse. It was the first CD i fed to my Sony HD-5 (it's a bit harder to type than iPod, but other than that it's much better), and also the first I listened to on my Sony HD-5. From the first song, Speakers Push The Air, I just smiled from ear to ear jumping around the kitchen singing along and making myself breakfast (this is not something I usually do, but I was home alone that morning so...). I've written about Speakers Push The Air, and how much that song inspires me here http://karst1.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_karst1_archive.html (just scroll down to the post that says You Got To Have A Dream etc... Hmpf I was better at writing these damn posts before it seems).

Before if someone would've asked me what my favorite band is I would've replied "Umm, it changes so fast, I have new favorite bands all the time. So all I can do is name the bands I'm really into at the moment if that does it for you?". But now I can hands down say that Pretty Girls Make Graves is the best damn band in the whole wide world. If I'd gotten a notice from my doctor saying that I am to lose my hearing within a year I'd only listen to PGMG. They are the best band... ever. If you don't like them or haven't heard of them, just leave your name and adress in the comments and I'll stage an intervention as soon as possible. It will not be painful, it will be glorious.

Or you can just go to http://www.matadorrecords.com/music/mp3s.html and scroll down a bit until you find All Medicated Geniuses and download it. And also go to www.myspace.com/prettygirlsmake where you can listen to More Sweet Soul from their first album. Either way you can't go wrong.

I won't keep you anymore. Run along. Listen to Pretty Girls Make Graves. You haven't lived until you do.

My mp3 player is here! I'm so happy! Happy makes me a modern guy.

2005-07-29T11:05:00.000+02:00

To clarify: I don't have it right in front of me, but I got a text-message saying that it's down at the post-office waiting for me to pick it up as soon as my lunch-break starts. Result!

Let's see. What else is happenin' in the life of the K-dawg. I've been listening a lot to The Shins lately. I bought Oh, Inverted World! when I was at the Quart-festival. At first listen it wasn't all that great. It all sounded the same, and I thought "Why all the fuss about these guys?!", although Know Your Onion and Caring Is Creepy that I'd heard from before were as awesome as ever. A couple of days later when I sat down with dad's laptop I decided to give it another go. So I put it in the cd-drive, plugged in my headphones and enjoyed every second of it. I think what spoiled it for me the first time was that I listened to it on the stereo. Stereo = not so good for The Shins, Headset = Soooo good for The Shins. I am now a Shinian or whatever you fanboy/girls call yourselves.

I also saw Varsity Blues the other day. My ol' bro' recommended it to me some time ago, but I didn't really think it was all that. Some funny jokes, some cool tunes, but the story had too many holes in it. It needed some extra filling! As The Futurehizzles would've said it "You're story didn't do it for me". However, I totally goosebumped when My Hero was played. That was wicked-cool.

Nothing else happening. I'll be back later.

She said "Honey, you're no lover. You're no lover and you sing out of key"

2005-07-28T11:04:00.000+02:00

Transistor Transistor just gets better and better.

Not much going on really. I'm receiving my MP3-player today or tomorrow. I'm running down to the post-office in my lunch-break to see if it's arrived. It's a Sony HD-5, and I'm hoping that it's kick ass. It's a bit crap that you have to use the Sonicstage program to transfer the cd's/songs, but I hear that it's better than iTunes so that's alright.

Yesterday my mom told me at dinner that my "old-aunt"(don't know what the English-term is, but I think that she's my mom's aunt or something(?)), Petrine had been run down by a cyclist in her town. She came out of it with a black eye and thankfully no major injuries, but the worst part was that the cyclist just got on his bike, said "watch your step, old lady" and went on his way. He didn't even help her up. An old frail woman... Now, I'm not a violent person. Just ask anybody. But if I'd been there I don't think I could hold myself from running after that guy and... well, you get the general idea. People are so goddamn careless.

I finished The Curious Incident Of The Dog In The Night-Time and it was, as the several newspapers/authors exclaimed on the cover of the book, an outstanding book. I haven't read anything like it ever. People reviewing it often said "you'll laugh out loud on one page, and want to cry on another", and it's all true. Great book. Go get it! It's a very easy read, as well as being dead good.

I've nothing else to add except HAPPY BIRTHDAY CECILIE!!

Go congratulate her here.

Byebye

Short post

2005-07-27T14:46:00.000+02:00

I just love Neil Gaiman's journal.

Here's another gem for ya.

http://www.neilgaiman.com/journal/2003/01/hah-i-knew-that-one-day-search-thingie.asp

It made me "lol" of all things.

Some "friend" I turned out to be

2005-07-27T11:06:00.000+02:00

If you're a keen observer of everything I write in this blog, you might've noticed that I wrote a little notice for my friends who didn't invite me for a little party they had this weekend. It was all written in a sarcastic tone (or at least it was in my head), and I was trying to blow it a bit out of proportion. Apparently hostess got a bit upset by this and called me a hypocrite in her blog. Now, I don't know if she said this trying to be, y'know, sarcastic and all, but the way I interpreted it she meant every word.

And I'd like to make an official apology here to Siri, and I promise that I won't try to blow things out of proportion again in an attempt to be funny. If I'm able to stick to that promise or not is an entirely different topic altogether.

...

^^Those three dots up there I stole from Neil Gaiman. He does that in his journal when he moves over to a different subject. Woohoo.

So the new subject is...: MUSIX.
I've been listening to it a lot lately, and here are a few recommendations:

Transistor, Transistor
Got their debut full-length yesterday and it's absolutely devastating. It's called Erase All Name And Likeness and it's kinda punky, black metal. I only call it punky, black metal because on their site they praise black metal as one of their favorite things in the whole wide world. It's more like punky, hardcore and I love it to bits. Sat down with the lyric-sheet this morning and read while I listened, and I must say it's all top drawer. You can have a listen at their Myspace site:
www.myspace.com/transistortransistor and I suggest you start with Sweet William, it's a pretty short song but it sums up their musical soundscape very well. As they say in that very song: Not for the faint of heart.

The Letters Organize
I got their debut full-length some time ago and I've completely forgotten to recommend it. The Cd's called Dead Rhytm Machine and I think that sums it up nicely. It's hardcore with a penchant for fine lyricism (is there a theme going on here??). The songs on the album sounded pretty samey at first, but when I sat down, read the lyrics, listened to the immense riffage it all became soooo much better. Check out their myspace:
www.myspace.com/thelettersorganize and start with They Call It Rock N' Roll (And Other Lies), it's one of my favorite tunes on the album.

Hope you enjoy it if you decide to check it out.

Bye

Wireless-thingy = Baaaad, Kittens doing hilarious things = YAY!

2005-07-26T11:04:00.000+02:00

As you probably figured by now, we couldn't work out the wireless doo-dad. We tried and tried and tried all day and all night, but nothing happened. So no pictures yet.

On top of it all we got our kitchen flooded. My mom left the water on (from the sink), and then she decided to go outside in the garden for minute. Although it didn't take a minute, it took much longer. And by the time she decided to go inside the kitchen had water all over the place. When we took out our stove(?) and tilted it a little to the side, water came out of it by the gallon. But it still worked when we plugged it in. We were a bit worried that it would shortcut and start a fire or something, so I stepped forward and tested it, risking my life in the process! So I fried me some sausage, and it was D-licious. Probably because I risked my life in the process. Oops, didn't I mention that already? Silly me.

...I RISKED MY LIFE FOR THE GREATER GOOD OF MANKIND (READ: MY FAMILY).

It needed to be said in capital letters.

Anyway, this video brightens up my day no matter what. It's a bunch of videos of cats/kittens that do all sorts of crazy stuff, and I must've watched it like ten times already here at work. I don't have sound here though so I don't know if that's any good.

Here's the link: KITTIES!

I found it via Dagbladet.

Enjoyz it.

Everybody dance like you've got ass in your pants!

2005-07-25T11:08:00.000+02:00

You're not going to believe this!

I'm at work, and one of the computer-dudes just gave me a package that he told me to give to my father. I checked the package to see if there was any indication as to what it might contain. And sure enough, on a yellow sticky-thing on one of the sides it says: OfficeConnect Wireless.

So today I'll probably be finishing the Quart-jiggy. At least I hope so.

In other news I've now cut my hair. Although it's not that much I reckon it's at least semi-noticeable. I said that I wanted my hair shorter, but not like razor-short. I wanted it to have some length to it. She said that she'd do it so that it wouldn't get such a ball-shape, and I replied: You roll with that, sister. She washed my hair and it was ready to be cut. It looked really good as she cut it, and when I was done I must say I was quite pleased. Afterwards I had to wait for my parents and my lil' brother because they were moving his stuff from one place to another, seeing as he's changing school's this year. The place where I got my hair cut was situated in a mall, so I thought I'd go to the magazine-place to see if they had some music-mags for me to kill time with. They had nothing so I went to the bookstore right beside it. There I went to their puny English-section, and looked over their selection of paperbacks. Only one book caught my eye, and that was Mark Haddon's The Curious Incident Of The Dog In The Night-Time. At first glance it looked like a children's book, and I liked it's look so I bought it. And I must say that it's probably the best thing I've ever gotten without knowing anything about it from before. I read about 100 pages in the time I was waiting, and when I got home I read about 100 more. Then I saved it for a while, and now I have about sixty pages left. Grrrrreat book.

Ah, well. My lunch is now. Bye.

P.S You other people suck for not even inviting me this weekend. You know who you are.

If you don't read Harry Potter books you'll wind up in the attic sacrificing kittens to Satan at midnight

2005-07-22T13:33:00.000+02:00

Hehehee. Check it! It's the bottom paragraph.

Still at work... Still no wireless-internet-box at home... Still getting my hair did today.

All so exciting!

See yous.

Insomnia, please release me and let me dream

2005-07-20T02:08:00.000+02:00

I'm so goddamn awake right now it's borderline ridiculous. And guess what, the internet is working again! Well, it was working all along, it was just the box sending out the signal to the computer upstairs and to dad's laptop that had gone kaput. You know, the box making our internet wireless. So now I'm sitting right next to our internet-making-thingy plugged into dad's laptop. Don't know when we'll get a new wireless-transmitter. Maybe on Friday, when I go to cut my hair. I'm going to put various photos out of how I look right now to get the proper before/after - effect. That might not happen until next week though.

Did I mention that I work at the Tourist-information in my town? Well, I do. And it's slow as hell these days. Read a story on the Tourist-info in Mo (a city, I live in a town-ish place), which is about 30mins from here, and it said that they get about 500-600 tourists each day... I've been working nearly three weeks, and I've had about seven tourists altogether. 500 to 600, ...seven. Let's just put it like this: 500 > 7, and leave it at that. Luckily the Tourist-info is located at the, umm... I'm completely stumped now. The lobby of the City Hall? Anyway, it's were the secretaries hang out and answer phones which usually go along the lines of "Mr. Man? Sure, I'll put you right through" if you understand. So I get to do that stuff as well, and it's pretty much what I do all day. And seeing as it can get quite dead sometimes, I spend most (read: all) of my time online. The first week I just browsed the national newspapers, updating them as I went out of things to read, I also read a lot of reviews over at Pitchfork. But in my second week I found something much better to spend my time on, namely Neil Gaiman. He keeps an online journal and his archives reach as far back as 23rd of September 2001. My older brother recommended I check it out aaaaages ago, but I never did. Now I've read about a year into the journal, and it's interesting, funny and boring. The boring part is mostly when he lists promotional stuff for his book tours and convetion stuff. Not much use for that.

Anyway, I gotta go try and sleep now.

Pleasent dreams

"Hmm, this tastes like grape flavour."

2005-07-19T10:59:00.000+02:00

Internet is down at my house. It's been so for the last two days. If I didn't get my daily dose at work, I'd be completely mental. The thing I said about internet being as important as oxygen wasn't just some half-wit joke, ya know?

Anyway, my dad called some nerds(hihi) up on the phone and they said that we probably needed a new router. Nooooooo! That sounds like something that will take ages to get a hold of. Bastards...

Anyway(part 2), I'll have Transformers to entertain me game-wise(PS2). I'd say it's half fun, half annoying. And American Gods (by the glorious Neil Gaiman) to keep my peepers pleased. I've nearly finished it though. Maybe 30 pages left and I'm done. And I must say I enjoyed it to bits. It's written so well! It's like Harry Potter. If you're a thirteen year old (or younger) and read Harry Potter, you feel kind of intellectual without having to strain yourself to check words in the dictionary, etc. It all just kind of flows along and you nearly never drift away from what you are reading. Not that American Gods is that similar to Harry Potter story-wise, but you feel very smart as you read it, as well as it has a very nice flow to it. If you understood that at all, I'll give you a nice silver coin.

Anyway, I highly recommend American Gods. As for Transformers... not so much.

Hopefully the internet will be back at home soon so I can finish the Quart-rundown once and for all!

You're where I want you.

2005-07-16T23:09:00.000+02:00

Goddamn...

I have to apologise for that last post. Frickin' painful reading. I don't know how I could've written such an awful piece of text. I'll do my best now to not screw this one up.

The Quart Festival: Wednesday.

This day didn't really have a whole lot going for itself. The Mars Volta were supposed to headline the smallest scene, but they cancelled due to sickness. I only had one band I definitely wanted to see, and that was Animal Alpha (Norwegian band). Other than that we ended up seeing a few concerts on some last minute decisions. Anyhoo, let's start the show.

Animal Alpha!

(Pic courtesy of Neste Klikk from a concert earlier this year).

Hot damn I was looking forward to seeing this lot play! I bought their EP about a month before the Quart-festival and it was/still is an incredible piece of music. The entire band entered the stage (minus Agnete teh sing0r) and started jamming something I hadn't heard before. Setting the mood I guess. And then Agnete enters the stage, looking hella crazy. She had her regular face make-up and white dress. But she'd made her hair look more out of control than I'd seen on pictures from other concerts, plus she had a small black bowler hat that seemed to be glued on or something. One other thing she had with was a cigar that made her look a little bit extra crazy. John hadn't heard anything of them before (right?) and I looked over for his reaction, and he was just laughing like the rest of us. Laughing in awe that is! Agnete greeted us by saying "Ladiiiiies and gentlemen! We have a fiiiine show for you here today." and some other stuff I can't recall. In the beginning they mainly played songs I hadn't heard before, and it was really goddamn good. Can't wait for their debut in September. The first song they played from the EP was Big Surprise. Right about then I felt very lucky to be attending that show, and I couldn't wait for them to play Bundy (the single from the EP). And sure enough, maybe one song after Big Surprise, the bassist started playing the intro to said song. I got a little bit of goosebumps right until the climax of the intro where the guitars come in in full. And a bit into the song, I don't remember which part, I was just covered in goosebumps! It was soooo good, so f*ckin well played! Agnete jumping up and down the stage, the two guitarists playing like mad-men, and on top of it all, right when there's a stop/start-part in the song, a rainbow of shiny stringy things were fired from a canon, and it was simply glorious! There were quite a few songs I hadn't heard before, and in my ears it was all quality. As I said earlier: Can't wait for the album.
As requested by my whiny brother: I rate this concert 1 out of 1. It was simply that good.
What? Do you have a problem with my one-point scoring system? Well, up yours then!

Ok, it was a 6 out of 6, 10 out of 10. What more do you want? Simply stunning performance... Now buy the EP or die. It's like oxygen, food, water and internet combined. RUUUN!

Otherwise we just chilled the entire day. Oh, we also saw Stonegard but I don't think I'll give them a review. Seeing as I'd only heard two songs by them before everything sounded the same. But they seemed to be really nice blokes for metal/leather-pants sort of people. And they had a few funny moments: During soundcheck the singer asked "Is Karsten here?" at that point I was a bit far from the stage so I didn't bother shouting out, but some other guy closer to the stage did, and the singer replied "You're not Karsten, goddammit". Damn straight! That made me laugh loads. They also had trouble getting people to the stage, and it was a shame really. Charismatic blokes like that need more attention.

We also caught a glimpse of The Game. He played my favorite song of his album The Documentary (I've only heard through it once, but there's one song on there that's fucking tits, as Josh Homme would put it), and he also invited some meathead onstage to drink with him. I guess we only heard about 4-5 songs before we headed back to camp to catch some shut-eye before the shows of tomorrow.

Rhumble In Rhodos, The Beautiful People, The Bravery, THE FUTUREHEADS and Foo Fighters... A long frickin' day so we needed some extra energy to make it.

See you all tomorrow.

Oh my god, I can't believe it! Kaiser Chiefs was really good!

2005-07-14T08:18:00.000+02:00

I know... Told you that I'd write this like two days ago. You should know by now that I am not to be trusted with this blogging-mumbojumbo.

Anyhoo, let's commence(!) with:

Quart-Festival, Day 1: Tuesday.

As I woke up that morning, I was really starting to feel this whole festival-vibe. I couldn't wait to get down to the concert-area to see some frickin' concerts, man! On this day's program: Skambankt, Kaiser Chiefs, Bloc Party, Jimmy Eat World and Green Day. As you can see by the line-up, my expectations for this day to be awesome was pretty high. Sky-high, even.

Let's cut to the cheese:

First up, SKAMBANKT!
Skambankt is a Norwegian band, their name meaning something like "beaten to a bloody pulp". I wasn't really expecting this concert to be all that. I'd only seen the video of one of their songs on tv a couple of times, and it just didn't do it for me. By the way, these guys play Rock n' Roll. Nothing indie-rock about them, but they do have a bit of that deathpunk-edge. Anyway, they got on stage and got a fairly good response. And then they started their music... with an AWESOME bassline. I was boppin' my head, when I beforehand had expected only to stand with my arms crossed and scowl at them followed by a muted response after they'd finished their songs. I'm glad though. They put on a great show, where the only song I really had something against was their single "KKK" that I talked about before. The drummer looked absolutely insane, and the bass-player dished out hooky basslines all over the place! Great opener to the festival.
I give it ! ! ! ! (4+).

The crowd was reluctant to leave their places, so there were always a high number of people in front of the stage at all times, including me and John. We pondered on going to get some food and water, but we stayed put. In the end we had been standing still for about 6-7 hours. Respect!

Now: The loveable Kaiser Chiefs.
I was kind of half looking forward to this concert, and half dreading they'd be awful. When I first heard some of their songs I just dismissed them as jumping the wave, and so on. And I really didn't find their songs especially good either. After while of reading some interviews with them, and re-listening to some of the songs I realized they weren't all that bad. Sure their album has a few songs that might seem a bit filler-like, but their songs that stand really shines. They entered the stage with big smiles on their faces and just started rocking out immediately with NaNaNaNA (which I predicted to be their opener... yeah I'm that cool). They were having a good time, maybe not the best showmen, but the singer definitely evened it out for the others on that part. The only bad thing about the show, was (and is) their lack of more reaaaaally good tunes. I hope like hell that they up the ante on their next album.
The rate will be: ! ! ! ! !- (5-).

The wait seemed to go longer for each band... Really feeling thirsty and hungry, but still not taking the chance to lose our places.

Then for one of the concerts I'd been looking forward to the most on this year's bill:
Bloc Party!
They started with Like Eating Glass, and it was really good. Unluckily some dude squeezed in front of me with his girlfriend so that the back of his head was all up in my face from time to time. And it looked like he didn't even enjoy the concert! That ticked me off a bit. Ah, well. I just relieved my anger by screaming my ass off in the back of his head when each song ended. Teached him a lesson! Anyway, the concert was really good. They didn't screw up the songs or anything, but it all lacked a certain something. The slow songs (Blue Light, This Modern Love and So Here We Are) turned out to be the highlights of the show. They seemed to be in a good mood and all, but they didn't really connect with the audience(me). And they also finished with Price Of Gas which I felt was a bit wrong. They should've saved Banquet or Helicopter to wrap up the show in my humble opinion. Regardless, they played an enjoyable show and my expectations might've been a bit high in the first place.
It'll be a clean: ! ! ! ! (4)

Nothing else to report in between shows. Just standing still, and the feet starting to hurt like hell.

Jimmy Eat World
I was kinda looking forward to this. I bought a Kerrang! magazine to read on the train-ride down to the festival, I must admit that they've really lost it over the years... absolutely shit, and they had reviews of both Green Day and JEW. JEW got 4 out of 5 K!'s, and it said that they played a nearly perfect set, and that JEW had grown to be a live-force to be reckoned with through all their years as a band. Obviously this made me look forward to the concert. I was just hoping that they'd play mostly from Bleed American(or their self-titled album if you will), so that I'd recognise most of it. The singer/guitarist came on alone on stage with some sort of intro-ish melody coming from the speakers. He started singing something I didn't recognise, but then the rest of the band came on stage and they faded right into the first single off their last album Pain. The vocalist had guitartrouble throughout the concert. An example: In Pain he just had to put his guitar away for the solo, and jump around like a madman and scream at the audience (" TAKES MY PAIN AWAY!!!111!") to make up for it. Luckily it worked. The guitartrouble made the concert slightly less enjoyable than it had the potential to be, but it was alright I Suppose.
Another clean: ! ! ! ! (4)

Then for the headliner:
Green Day
People were really trying to push their way forward on this one. For the first half hour of waiting I didn't stand still at all. People were forcing themselves into an area that was already fully packed. Not a good thing. To cut things short: Green Day came on and went right into American Idiot. The crowd went mental and sang along to every word, making it really hard to hear Billy Joe but the ambience was just fucking crazy. 1 minute into the song or something Billy stopped the others to ask if someone in the audience he thought was having trouble was OK. The person(s) responded and Billy urged us to take care of each other. A nice gesture although the critic from our national newspaper (Dagbladet) slagged the bands "niceness". The first four songs were American Idiot songs I think, and it got kinda boring. "Give us some old songs!" I thought. And they definitely didn't disappoint in that department (although I reaaaaally wanted them to play Stuart And The Ave). Welcome To Paradise was cool. She was frickin awesome!
And Hitchin' A Ride and Minority were the highlights of the show for me. As most of the critics pointed out Green Day put on more of a show than a concert, and in retrospect that kinda bothered me too. But right then and there, bouncing and singing my ass off, shouting "Heeeeee-yoooh", it was a great experience. And they'd been basically doing the same thing for each show on this tour so I didn't get any real surprises except for the drunken bunny chugging beer, and dancing to YMCA, so that was another negative side of the show. All in all it was great, and as I walked (sloooowly) out of the festival area, I thought to myself that that show couldn't possibly be topped. Boy was I wrong.
Right then and there I'd give it a 6-, and in retrospect I'd really just give it a clean 5.

Highlight of the day: Trè Cool getting up and standing next to his drumkit singing something in his mic. And when he turned to put down the mic and sit back down, I noticed that his ass was totally wet from sweat. About five girls around me noticed this as well, and they shouted "Ewww! Did you see his ass?!" in unison. Hahahaha

Stay in touch for Wednesday at the Quart-festival!

This is a message to my older brother from me at work:

2005-07-13T13:41:00.000+02:00

Shut it.

End.

Edit: I'm going to fix that darn picture ASAP.

Festival + Music = Great!, Festival + Camping = Not So Great...

2005-07-10T20:04:00.000+02:00

Guess who's back... Back again. I am back. Tell a friend. And so on.

I had an amazing time. Especially at The Futureheads concert, which was the best concert in my opinion. They drew a good sized crowd as well. I won't start with my review's of the festival's different bands just yet. I think I'll let that wait until tomorrow.

As the title states I had a wicked time at the festival going from band to band, but being at the official camp-site for the festival sleeping in a tent was not so much fun. When John and I first got there the rain was pouring down like crazy. It was like someone was emptying a bucket with infinite amounts of water over our heads. Such a bummer. And it was late in the evening as well so it was kinda dark out. Luckily we stumbled beside a "Party-tent" with some nice Moss-people (Moss is a place in Norway so don't worry about there being fuzzy green plant-people here in Norway) who let us dry up in their tent while the rain subsided. They were the nicest folks we could possibly end up next to, and I have to say they were the best part of my camping-experience. Well, them and the burgers. Delicious! We didn't really spend that much time with them though. They were party-party kinda people, while we went to bed (read: sleeping bad) kinda early. We didn't exchange numbers or anything, and we didn't even say goodbye (they were usually done with the partying when me and John got up), so if any of you happen to stumble on to my site: Thank you for your help, and for welcoming us to your party-tent. I am forever grateful (or something a bit less dramatic-sounding).

This post was just to let you know that I'm back. I'll return with a full analysis of my first day at the Quart-festival tomorrow.

See ya!

It's going to be... a festival

2005-07-02T16:39:00.000+02:00

Cheerio.

Not posted a whole lot this week. Been busy working, and going to bed early ya know. Thought I was going to post last night, but I was absolutely not in the right state to write. You see, I mowed to lawns in about 4 consecutive hours, and that made my back all hurt and stuff. So I just watched Deadwood, and basically went to bed a bit later.

Next week I won't be working, but I will be at this year's Quart Festival! Me and John are leaving for it tonight already with ze train (20+ goddamn hours...). It starts on Tuesday, so we'll get Monday to scope out the town so we know it like our own back pockets. Awesome.

Some acts that I'm definitely going to see include: ...and You Will Know Us By The Trail Of Dead, Audioslave, The Futureheads, Foo Fighters and Green Day. Quite the commercial picks, eh? Don't worry, I'll be seeing a lot of lesser known band as well. Can't bloody wait! The only drawback is that we couldn't get a hotel/B n' B/motel - room, so we have to sleep in a tent. I guess it's going to be more social and stuff, but you have to be much more careful with your stuff. Lock up the stuff you don't need while you're away etc... It's going to be a real hassle I tell ya.

I'm at John's as we speak, so I won't write anything else, just that you'll have to expect Day-by-day reviews when I get home! It'll be grrrreat!

See ya on Sunday.

I got the style but not the grace, I got the clothes but not the face

2005-06-26T23:49:00.000+02:00

Tom Waits, lady's and gentlemen. Really goddamn good.

Apparently he's "big in Japan". Harr!

First day of work tomorrow so I should really be getting some shut-eye right about now... Nah! I'll rather write a long, elaborate post about my life to entertain all you folks out there on the internet. Ya know ya'll want me to.

Last night my older bro and his band of merry men in Fumar Mata played a concert in Mosjøen. Of course I had to assemble my friends, get them nice and drunk, and get them to come see the band with me. So I arrived in Mosjøen in the somewhat late afternoon, and I went over to John. There we went a bit back and forth about the vorspiel-plans before the concert, but we eventually ended up with him hosting the party and a pretty nice batch of guests showing up. There were more than I expected it to be. We had a few brewskies and then we left for the concert. I guess we were about seven people (not including me) in my entourage, and there were maybe five others there. So including the staff we were about twenty people there in the audience. Rawk n' fookin' rawl!
It was a pretty decent gig, not as good as the one in Korgen because of the attendance and the vocalist (that's my bruvva, ya know?!) having trouble with the sound in/on his microphone, but quite good all things considering.

Again: CHECK THEM OUT HERE --> Fumar Mata (I'll be making a lot of these plugs in future posts just to spread the word... This is the start of the street team right here, boyo).

In other news; I've gotten a shitload of new cd's the last week. I have about 5-6 new ones that I need to listen to. Including: The Arcade Fire EP, Sleater-Kinney's The Woods and JR Ewing's Maelstrom. I'll be getting back to you with a full music recommendation post, maybe next time I check in. All I can say now is that The Arcade Fire is the best band in the whole wide world, and if I never get to see them live I'll die an unhappy and disgruntled old man.

Laterzzzz

And we won't be breathing in the same sun again.

2005-06-22T12:11:00.000+02:00

None of this will ever surface again. How we get older, how we forget about each other.

Completely done with school now, so I'm listening to the first song from Converge's Petitioning The Empty Sky, and it fits my mood quite well right now. At least lyrically. I'm not in the mood for getting brutal to the maximum etc... cause that's how Converge play, ya know? Brutal, to the max.
Anyway, got our diplomas last night and it finally sunk in that I wouldn't be seeing a lot of these people again. I found it a bit weird that I wasn't all that bummed out about it. Well, at least not until later on.

Being done with three years of school needed celebrating, so John and I went to a party hosted by the music students featured in this previous post. We just sat there and talked to each other, and it was reasonably mellow. Some casual sing-alongs were made, and one of the hostess's was a bit cranky at the beginning of the night but in a purely entertaining sorta way. People came and went throughout the night, and it was a nice party. When it was time to leave, about 4 in the morning, John and I started talking about not seeing many of these people anymore. And how weird it was that we would miss most of these music-students more than many people in our own class. And we've only really known them since after the trip to Prague in October or something. John knows them a bit better than me though. Bit sad about the fact that I've lost out on a few of the parties he's been able to go to... That bastard. So Mona, Margrethe and Bjørg: I'll definitely miss your parties that always are a whole lot of fun!

That being said: KorgenRock05 was last weekend! Woooooooo! Our very own local two-day festival was unleashed last Friday, and my big bro' and his compadre's(also known as Fumar Mata) were the second last band on the bill. I only bothered to check them, and the headliner out 'cause I'm really lazy, ya know? Anywho, they rocked. A lot. And I get to see them again this Saturday. Yayness! They've come a pretty long way since I saw them play a while back, a year ago give or take, and I got goosebumps all over on most of the songs. They are the next big thing... Oh yes. Check 'em out here. If you can't figure out how to download the songs(because of it being in norwegian!), just comment and I will sort you out.

That's it for now. I'm Karsten Weseth, and I'm saying good bile for now.

A cliché for every occasion, cut out to fit in.

2005-06-12T02:07:00.000+02:00

Celebrity Poker Showdown is the best tv-show ever.

I do no kid on this matter. Watched the season finale tonight and it was awesome. The championship-players were: Dave Navarro, David Cross, Jeff Gordon, Steve, and David. Can't remember the last names of those last two, but Steve is an actor and he's played in Minority Report among other things, and that David guy is on Saturday Night Live apparently. For those of you that haven't watched this incredible show it's Texas Hold 'Em, and it's celebritys that are playing(duh). Ranging from everything from racecar drivers to actors to magicians.
My favorite was today with David Cross. Shame he played a bit bad/got a bit bad luck, and was the second one out. He's a very funny guy in real life, and I was actually surprised to see that he wasn't at all like the character he plays in Arrested Development. If you've seen the show you should know that I shouldn't be surprised at all that he was different from his character. Cos you know... his character is kerr-azY!

See there he is. I was hoping to find a picture from Arrested Development, but I couldn't find the one I was aiming for so I went for this in stead. Angry David Cross. Yes.

I'm supposed to go to bed early tonight, but then my brother reminded me that the Tyson-fight is on at 3AM, and I just can't miss that. I CAN'T!!!! To quote my favorite at this years MTV Movie Awards: It's going to be... incredible.

Need to prepare for the fight now.

See ya'll.

It's time to celebrate, to come out and play – we've been counting down the days.

2005-06-10T00:44:00.000+02:00

Million Dead sure know how to start off a record.

Hiya! It's me, senõr Lazy-man! I know I said that I would post the day after I posted last time, but I didn't. Not sure why. Think it was because I was considering getting up early in the morning to take the bus to Mosjøen, or something along those lines. Anyhoooooo, I'm sowee, and let's get on with the current post.

Last night we had a Farewell-Party, we meaning me and my class. We were at a local place that rents out to people that want to gather around and have a good time. The teacher that's been our contact-teacher, or whatever it's called, for the last two years was there and we gave him a few gifts as a token of our appreciation. I guess you could say he was moved by it all, seeing as he afterwards gave a very nice speech on how much he'd enjoyed the last two years with us. And he also said that he didn't know if he'd ever have a class as "good" as us again. I don't quite remember how it all went, but it was a very good speech, and I say that even though I didn't feel that I fit entirely under all the praise for the level of good grades my class has gotten. Well, I don't do too bad, but I'm by no means as dedicated a student as most of the people in my class.

Well, after all that mushy stuff we started talking to each other, and then the pizza's our teacher had ordered for us arrived, so we dug in. After that I started consuming my beer at a larger pace, seeing as I was a bit behind on everyone else. Then some people started leaving... bit lame, but yeah it happened. Well, it was only three or so, so it didn't dampen the party. Then John sat next to Marthe, and some real Kodak-moments were made. Him trying to grope her, her trying to pull up his shirt, and then everyone trying to make a scary look. Oh, and the groping part can be characterized as the following:

To make (one's way) by reaching about uncertainly.
Slang. To handle or fondle for sexual pleasure.

Just take your pick. It's all good. Actually I took pictures from start to finish, so hopefully they're still intact so that they can be put up on either John's or Marthe & Cecilie's blogs.

After a while our party got crashed by music-students, so naturally the festivities took a nosedive really. Nah, just kidding. Lovez you alL!! But, there was a decision made to leave the place we had rented, and to move on to a different location. The music-students then invited us to one of their cribs, and some of us accepted and tagged along. When we came there I was all out of beer, and was on my way down from my state of tipsyness. But that didn't stop this from happening:

It's me! Wearing a pink hat! How this came to happen went down a bit like this: My friend Lars started to say: "It puts the hat on so I can take a photo", and then I went "You go to hell, you mean drunkard!" and he continued "It puts the hat on so I can take a photo". And I finally obliged seeing as he was starting to creep me out. I put the hat on, made a mean face, and Snap! The rest is history. It might've gone down a bit differently, seeing as I was very drunk and I can't quite remember everything! LoLz, OMG!

Ahem. Yep. I might need to get to bed in a min, I'll just finish up this party-story first. Yeah, nothing much else happened really. I wasn't in a "woohoo"-state anymore when we got there, more like a "Yeah, whatever"-state without the attitude. I just practically sat there and listened to the music, and talked now and then. Wasn't a very engaging party really. And when it was all over I was told I was very much a "downer" at the party... Yeah, whatever.

Next week I've got my Oral Exam to look forward to. Whoop-dee-doo.

I might be back tomorrow with some musical recommendations or something. Note that I said that I might be back tomorrow. I make promises no more! Oh, and I'll probably write about Star Wars III seeing as I saw it on Monday.

I'm Leonard Nimoy, keep watching the skis. You heard me. Skis.

January 1979 I saw a terrible crash (and I couldn't help but laugh)

2005-06-05T00:42:00.000+02:00

Mewithoutyou > all the bands you listen to.

I've had a few complaints on my blog, that my posts are too long to get through, and that they usually consist of boring things and bad writing. So now I'll introduce a new segment in my blog which I will call: Tina, come get some ham!

Today I woke up, and my tummy hurt. At first I thought that it was because of the bloody dinner I ate the night before, but then I realized that I just was hungry and that everything was OK. Then I went downstairs and made myself breakfast. It was eggs sunny-side down with lots of spices and vegetables and it was just super-yummy! Then my mom walked by and said "Boy, you need to cut your hair. You're a disgrace to all of our family!" And then she sat down and sang to her plants... My mom sure is character. Then my older bro' rang on the phone and said: "Oh... it's you again" when I picked up. How rude is that?! And then he acted like he hadn't said something rude at all, and started blabbering on about... something. I have to admit I wasn't listening to him at all. Except for the time he started talking about ham and pants. That was a truly inspirational moment, but the rest = yawn. After that my dad asked me for a favour "You need to fix my mp3s, son. Bitch-ass shit is all over the place. Make 'em go in a folder or something. Keep shit tight, 'namsayin?" My dad is such a hip cat. I made folders for all his favorite bands like NWA and G-unit. And he was mighty pleased indeed. Then I watched football and was all like, buuu! And then the night was over.

Well that concludes this year's segment of "Tina Come Get Some Ham" which can be described as a day in my life with a few (not so) funny alterations.

And I hope that the people that complained about my posting (you know who you are) found this as an easier read.

A more serious and unreadable post will be up tomorrow.

I always have a song inside my head

2005-05-28T00:41:00.000+02:00

I feel so bad for not posting a lot these last few weekends, but I'm just really lazy... What else can I tell ya? Anyway, I got to know what my written-exam would be yesterday. It stood between English and math, and math came out the victor. Ach, the bad guys win, but that's how it is in real life because I'm not living a movie. Or am I?!

There's a good thing about all this, believe it or not, and that is that I've got four brand spankin' new cd's to get me through the late nights of doing math to come. Just look at it:

[Insert photo here later] (This is one of the reasons my post came a little late... I wanted to take some photo's but the memory-card from the camera wouldn't go into the computer so I could upload them... that bastard memory-card)

Isn't that a gorgeous sight? The truth is that I've had these cd's a little over a week now, so I've had the time to listen to most of them many times, and now I'll give you my "professional review on most of them. Let's just see how many I manage to get through.

The Arcade Fire - Funeral

First up is The Arcade Fire with their debut album Funeral. I'll admit that I'm VERY late in the matter of acquiring this wonderful piece of music, but as my time mostly consists of being a skint student I have to prioritize. And this album was definitely worth the wait. The band is from Canada (or so I believe), so naturally they mix English and French in the lyrics and it's just breathtakingly beautiful at times. I'm not listening to it as I write this so it's a bit hard to get down how it made me feel, and pull out strong/weak points, but you'll just have to bear(teehee) with me. I'm actually listening to the album I'll be talking about next, and that's the glory of System Of A Down's Mezmerize. Maybe I should save this Arcade Fire-thing for later, seeing as the Mezmerize now has me all pumped up and ready for some fisticuffs, so I'll just move on to SoaD:

System Of A Down

Couldn't find a picture of the album-cover, or a publicity shot with good quality so I'll have to make due with this one. I was very worried that this album wouldn't meet my expectations when I pre-ordered it, the single BYOB was so and so at first. It was a good song, but I still had a gut feeling that the album wouldn't cut the cheese when I received it.
What first struck me about it was (and this is probably one of the few things Mezmerize has in common with Funeral) that the cover looked absolutely gorgeous. From what I'd seen from pictures I wasn't at all impressed about the artwork, but when I got it I took a 180 and got... well, impressed.
First listen through I thought that it was mighty happenin'. It sounded heavy, catchy and it had a lot of Daron Malakian's wonderful vocals. Oh, and a surprising keyboard/vocordy track. Second listen I got less impressed and started to wonder if my childhood-heroes had lost it. I heard through it one more time while looking through the lyric-sheet. The second thing that struck me was that Daron had not only made the music for some of the songs, but also contributed with the lyrics, and made songs all by himself. This was interesting, and I instantly blamed this for why I didn't instantly like the record.
A couple of days later, after listening to /reading a lot of good reviews about the album I decided to give it another go. And then it all came together. The album suddenly became a fun ride, with amazing hooks, lyrics and that good ol' SoaD punch. As one reviewer put it "SoaD is not only a heavy force to be reckoned with on this album, but they also come up with amazing hooks that even Justin Timberlake could be jealous of, this is a contemporary metal-classic." He said it in Norwegian and I'm not sure if it's exactly what he said, but it was something along those lines, and I agreed with it.
I don't think it was the good reviews that made me enjoy the album, because I'd only seen positive reviews of it before listening to it the first time, but I just think that it's album that takes time to really shine through, at least for an old skeptic as myself. Two thumbs up for the armenians!

I really should do some math/Norwegian tomorrow but I'll see what I can do about a Million Dead review on their great new album. Right now I'm too tired to focus on that.

So to the bed to sleep it is.

Znoozers.

I am a frontiersman, trapped in suburban England

2005-05-22T01:16:00.000+02:00

Yay!

Sorry for not posting in a while, but I've been a bit busy. Anyway, I got three new records this week, one of them was the sophomore album by these guys:

I've been taught how to post pictures! Million Dead above here^^

One of the best bands ever, Million Dead. Their album Harmony, No Harmony may need some more time to grow on me, but oh my sweet something some of the songs on there are just brilliant.

More from me later.

I am über-lazy.

I've got something to tell ya, I've got news for you.

2005-05-07T01:06:00.000+02:00

Gonna put some wheels in motion, get ready 'cause I'm coming through.

Hey now, hey now etc...

Long time no see! I haven't been home in like two weeks, and I also couldn't find my diskette at my flat, so I guess you can say I haven't really bothered at all to try posting. I'm in the middle of all this Russ-celebration thingies, and I wasn't 100% sure on coming home today seeing as the festivities are continuing without me. But hey, I think I made the right decision. I've caught up with all the mp3-blogs I usually read and download from (must've gotten like 30 new mp3's). Again fled.the.scene. has some good stuff up for grabs. Although I'm becoming more and more careful when it comes to emo-bands, Fall Out Boy has really got my attention, and you should go download Of All The Gin Joints In All The World right... NOW! It'll be on constant rotation in your head after you've heard it the first time. Catchy just doesn't cut it.

But I do prefer The Futureheads when it comes to catchy vocal-harmonies, and that's the truth.

I know I told you that I had a gem for you that I was supposed to post some weekends ago. Well, you're going to have to wait a bit longer. I started writing about it, but when I was about half-way through my little brother came and annoyed me about it being his turn to use the computer. And by doing so, I lost my will to write and I saved my writings as a draft. I guess I could tell you what it was: Some old mix-cd's from about 4-5 years back. I thought I'd do a little trip down memory lane with you peeps, breaking the cd's down track by track. A lot of funny music.

Oo! Another thing I completely forgot about. I've been meaning to post about this the last three weeks or so, but it's slipped my mind each time. It's about the best song so far this year! And the song is none other than 1 Thing by Amerie! That song is so good that I don't know what to say of it. I guess I could say it's like the Maps of this year. It's one of those songs that produces such a huge array of feelings at the same time, or at least it does for me. At first I thought of it as a quite catchy song, but that it was a bit silly because of the "Gobble, gobble, gobble" thing. But now I crank up the tv every time it comes on, and enjoy it from end to beginning. It's this year's definition of aural pleasure. Sooooooo good... so damn good.

I got to get up early tomorrow and fix my grandma's garden, so sleep is due now.

Hear what I say now: Happiness is just around the corner.

It's a nervous tic motion of the head to the left

2005-04-22T22:58:00.000+02:00

TGI Friday('s)

No, not the food/restaurant/thingy, but the phrase. I'm really feeling it right now. My lil' bro has stayed at his apartment this Friday to party it up (or so I believe), so I have the computer all for myself, all night long. No worrying about wether someone's coming to tell me I've sat too long or that it's that person's turn. Just me, my new cordless mouse (which is heaven in the form of a mouse by the way... and it's candy apple red... you're so jealous right now aren'tcha?!), Andrew Bird on my headphones, a live show by The Decemberists which I'm downloading and will listen to in it's entirety later, and just a general sense of Friday-esque well-being.
"Are you cool? ...I am cool."

Usually just casually watching TV doesn't do that much for me. I might be slightly entertained, bored or just careless. But tonight when I sat down to just spend some time with my mom, I actually was feeling stupid in a intelligent way. I'm not sure if I'll explain exactly how I felt like that when talking about my TV-night, but we'll see won't we?! Anyway, first up was the politically satirical Norwegian show "Nytt Paa Nytt" and it wasn't all that good at first. The guests made really bad jokes which they of course found terribly funny, and laughed at themselves. But admittedly there were a few jokes that hit home, so it wasn't a complete waste watching it.

Next up was the talk show of all talk shows in Norwegian television: Foerst & Sist. Which means "First & Last". I wasn't actually going to watch it at first seeing as I was quite disappointed at how the tv-night had started, but when I heard that frontman of Turbonegro, Hank Von Hell, was one of the guests I had to see it. The concept of this talk-show is that you first get one guest in, and then all the others, and then they all sit there and comes with their views on what the other's are talking about and stuff like that. It's a very good concept when the guests are interesting, if they're not... well, it goes without saying that it just doesn't work. At first it was Hank by his lonesome, talking to the host about his former heroin-addiction, and how the use of methadone as a substitution-drug works for people who are trying to get off the drug-wagon. Learned something new there. But it wasn't until other people got on that it got really interesting.
There was a sociologist talking about "Tidsklemma", I don't know the English term, but it's the thought that we don't have enough time to do stuff we want to do because we have to long work hours, etc. And this sociologist had a new term which he introduced and that was "Fritidsklemma". He meant that we don't have trouble with too short an amount of time to do what we want to do, but that we rather have too much free time. The common man thinks that he has too much work hours and that it has increased over the years, when in reality over the last ten years we have had a decrease in work hours. I might've presented it in a bad way, but it was very interesting to see Hank's viewpoints and how they went back and forth. He's a very wise man that Hank. There was also some other fun conversation-topics, but they've slipped my mind at the moment.

And finally, to cap off the evening, I watched The Daily Show with Jon Stewart. It was , as always, funny and interesting (interesting how I can't find a synonym for interesting, isn't it?). He had a guest on the show who had written a book on Islam called something like: The Origin, The Evolution, And The Future Of Islam. Seeing as this is the next thing we're going to get into in religion-class at school, I watched with great interest (there I go again, I'm incorrigible!). The author talked quite seriously about Islam, and then Jon came with relevant questions and his own views on what the author was talking about, Stewart is also a very wise man in my opinion, but he always "ruined" it by saying something a bit irrelevant and humorous. I got the feeling that the book by this author was quite good, so I think I'll read it if I remember to look it up later on.

And all this left me feeling stupid in an intelligent, or intelligent in a stupid way... Whichever floats your floating-machine.

I've now listened through most of The Decemberist's live show, and I have to admit it's not all that bad. Maybe I'll have to pick up some of their stuff later on. But my main priority on the album-buying side of things now is Party Animals by Turbonegro. Looking forward to that.

I think that's all for this time, but I have more in store for you! I stumbled upon a gem I will most likely post about tomorrow. Wait in great anticipation!

Remember to floss yer choppers!

I'm out.

Windmill, windmill for the land. Is everybody in?

2005-04-17T00:59:00.000+02:00

Well, hello there.

I don't know if my last post seemed sad or anything, but I assure I've no sadness on the matter. The days go by just like before, and I've left what's going on between my parents for them to settle. Because that's what the sociologist I saw on TV this week said. It was on a national teenagershow called Guru, and they had a small special on parents divorcing. When I saw it I just thought... cosmic. Harr!

Ok... What else is new: This week has been the official dress-up week for the seniors at my school. The themes were as follows: Pyjamas, Farmer, Career, 60s/70s/80s and Superhero. I only had a half-decent costume for the first two days, and for the other days I just said: "I'll be a student forever / What? My hair is totally retro, don't give me no lip for not having a costume / Who am I? I'm Spider-Man. So I totally nailed the entire week. You can see some pictures here. I'm just in one of them, looking like a total doofus. But then again I had just taken a little swin in ice-water, so who can blame me for looking a bit confounded?

That was the other thing that happened this week. Me and about 7 others, went to take a quick dip in the local river. It has to do with the Russ-tradition, and the ones who take a bath before the first of May, gets a special knot in their Russ-hat. So there. Quite stupid and scoffable, but hey, it's tradition.

I remember now that I totally forgot to write my thoughts on Firefly, the TV-series that me and my bro' bought on DVD. It's set in the distant future with spaceships and whatnot, but get this: No aliens. It's described as a Space-Western, and I have to agree. The laser-type guns looks like ye olde sixshooters, there are horsies, there's a boatload of outlaws and mercenaries, and there are hookers!#""§ Sorry, I mean companions. When my bro' asked me to go dutch on this DVD-box, I was kind of indifferent and I wasn't really psyched or anything about it, but I'd heard people raving about it so I thought: Why not?
And I'm glad I thought as I did, because that show is flippin' terrific! Good story, humour, characters, ambience, the works. An allround brilliant show, and I can't believe those stupid Americans for cancelling it after just one season. Frickin' idiots! But they're making a movie so I'm at least looking forward to that. I recommend that you invest in this show because it's all you need. Shit is bangin'.

Hmm. I think I'll say that's all folks and go to bed now.

Night...and curtains.

Whenever I wake up / Try and take the shape of / Turn into the whole wide world I made up

2005-04-09T23:21:00.000+02:00

The lights are going off.

Okay, time for some bad news yesterday.
When I got home yesterday I could only find my mom there, and usually both my brother and my dad is there before me. So I asked where they were and my mom told me that my bro' had injured his knee again and that my dad had gone to pick him up. Although this was pretty bad news, it's not what I posted about this morning. Moving on, when dad got home with my brother he went upstairs (I was sitting at the computer) and told me that I had to come down because he had something to tell us. I assumed that it might have had something to do with my brother's knee, but I also started to think of all these other bad things that could've happened, just as a reaction to the sentence "We have something we need to talk to you about". So when I got down and we'd all assembled around the kitchen table my dad started the conversation with "I have some news that might seem a bit bad". This confirmed my notion on the news being bad, and my mind raced on to perhaps a million other conclusions of what the next words out of my dad's mouth might've been, but I wasn't at all prepared for what he told us. "You're mom and I are separated, and I've moved out of the house".

I was so surprised that I'm sure I couldn't have talked if someone had wanted me to right away. I just threw a quick glance at my dad and my mom before I went to staring at the kitchen-table in disbelief. I guess I felt sad, but I mellowed out after my mom and my dad took turns in talking about the situation. I think the whole conversation took about 10-15mins but it felt like an eternity. I guess the reason for the split was that my dad had walked around feeling this emptiness inside, or some kind of pain, and he needed this to happen. In the end I think it was my dad's decision to move out. My mom had walked around with a feeling that something wasn't right as well, but she'd automatically associated it with work. I think she took it a bit hard, but now that she's home with her sons it's taken a bit of the edge off it.

The worst part of the night was after dad had gone and I sat down to watch some TV with my mom. We were just watching this "Norwegian" show where they showed funny commercials and we were having a bit of a laugh. But then the lady hosting the show introduced a commercial something like this: "Isn't it good when your man tries to be spontaneous, to stop your relationship from going a bit dry". Could the timing be any worse? And then later on, we watched another program, a political satire-show. Where they said something like"A pope comes and goes, but love lasts forever". Just in a more satirical manner. And there were probably more of those that I can't remember right now. It was downright excruciating sitting there.

When I woke up this morning, I felt like I had dealt with it all. Like I'd come to terms with it all. And that felt very weird. Nearly more weird than finding out my parents had separated. But I also feel like it's not my right to feel angry about this. That'd just be selfish of me. There's been no wrongs done (as far as I know), just my dad feeling empty, and to some extent my mom too. And I don't feel like throwing a hissy-fit and demand that they move back together just to make things as they were. I want them to feel well, and I hope they work things out whatever happens after this upcoming week and beyond.

A lot of fun this blog turned out to be, eh?

On a different note: I watched Garden State this Thursday, and it was fantastic. The humor was very cool, and the atmosphere was quite special. There was just one thing that gave me a weird feeling about that movie. And that was Zach Braff swearing. To hear him say "fuck" and "shit" was somehow... just weird.

And in the spirit of Garden State:

(Pretend that I'm standing on top of a large, yellow digging machine)

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

The lights were going off.

Turn, turn, turn up the volume it's gonna be a bad day / Turn, turn, turn down the volume it's gonna be yesterday

2005-04-09T11:47:00.000+02:00

If we could, we would laugh our way out of the day. We replay.

I have no idea what to write in this post.

Yesterday I got some bad news, and I don't know if I'll share it just yet. Maybe I will later tonight. But I can tell you that it was very bad news at the time, but when I got some distance from it it started to make sense. So there.

Ted Leo is such a hero. That Kelly Clarkson-cover of Since You've Been Gone is so frickin' good. Makes me wish I had an acoustic geetar. If you have no idea what I'm talking about I suggest you go to John's blogspot and download it from there. What are you waiting for? GO NOW!

My blog hasn't been updated much lately. Haven't been in the writing mood. Reasons for this is that I'm a night-blogger, meaning I'm at my most inspired at that time. And I've been trying to make it so that I get the computer at 00:00 and onwards, but it's proven to be quite difficult. My little brother seems to like using the computer at night as well, but I think that I'll get tonight so that I can post a more... readable post.

Now I totally ruined it for myself. Lost my trail of thought.

"My entire sense of self is at stake, -I refuse to take part in my own assassination."

Are you even excited to see your baby boy?

2005-04-01T22:46:00.000+02:00

You Come Before You
Originally uploaded by karwes.

I've been listening to this record *points upwards to picture* a lot lately, and just now I thought: Seeing as this album is so damn good, why don't I post my very own little recommendation of it on the site that is my own...

So here it goes: Poison The Well are hardcore. Hardcore mixed with the melodies that bring the tears of red, and stuff-people with flower-heads. If you don't collect this album from your local-internet store immediately, the flowerheadman will end you. And it will not be pleasent.

Feather away now, children.

So what do you think of my first real music recommendation? Pretty off-topic don't you think?

Sunflowers

Flickr

2005-04-01T21:54:00.000+02:00

This is a test post from , a fancy photo sharing thing.

Wake up, and grab your bags / California's burning to the ground

2005-03-29T12:17:00.000+02:00

Hardcore/punk/'n roll.

My favorite places to download music these days are the following: AdamRiff, I suggest you go there as soon as you read this and download Smoke Or Fire, A Gun Called Tension, Marbles and Thunderbirds Are Now!(bit too late with posting this so they're down, but I know you can get Smoke Or Fire-songs from their website). The second place is Ben's Work For It, who has a nice rotation of songs going on all the time (go there and get The Killers - Indie Rock N' Roll, tres bien). And last but not least is fled.the.scene. which will satisfy all your emo/rock/dancerock needs. RAWK ENN RAWL!

This will be my last post of this easter... later

(This post was supposed to be posted last Tuesday, but I somehow forgot to post it).

Deal wiff it!

Touch eachother in black and white

2005-03-26T12:22:00.000+01:00

And finally it arrived... a couple of days ago.

Such a magnificent album. And it's true what they say; you get a new favorite song on the album every time you hear through it. At the moment my fave is Man Ray. That song is all kinds of catchy! I didn't think they could do better than Decent Days And Nights and Hounds Of Love... boy was I wrong. A to B is a tune as well... ah hell, they're all great!

This is just a test-run.

You see I'm posting through photobucket. Seems reliable enough. Gotta check it though.

In Dave Chapelle-voice: I'm out!

Don't ask me for arms! I mean "Alms".

(This just in: Needs some heavy editing in Blogger after posting in Photobucket, still it's worth checking out... here ya go)

I backed my car into a cop car the other day... YEAH!

2005-03-22T02:05:00.000+01:00

Funny.

Times are changing, into summertime. Not now, but soon. And by then I've decided that my template will be changed, and that I should learn some basic coding skillz to make my site look a little bit more presentable. Because let's be honest: At the moment it looks worse than something my cat would cough up. And I've seen a lot of nasty things regugitated by my cat. It ain't pretty...
OK! So I haven't exactly seen my cat throw up anything yet, but the bottom-line is that my blog is butt-ugly to the max. And it needs to be changed. For real.

My new top-dog is the artist Ted Leo and his gruesome two-some known as The Pharmascists. They make some top-notch music together which you can download from their homepage that I linked earlier. MAKE A MOVE! You should also check out this ---> UGO!
If you don't see Ted there, you could search for it. Easy. And fun. And radical. And to the max.

"Anyway... I'm saying good night, happy new year and everything. Oh!"

Later.

Tomorrow I might receive Futureheads and/or Million Dead. Result!

It's not interesting to have false conversations

2005-03-19T11:43:00.000+01:00

Woo! Yay! Ha! Rawk! w00t! lolz0r!

I can't wait for next week to start! You see in the next week I'll recieve The Futureheads' self-titled debut, QOTSA's Lullabies To Paralyze and Firefly, all from my beloved play.com.
Safe to say I'm all giddy inside. The only bummer about all this is that I forgot to change the adress on my QOTSA-order. So I have to wait all until next Tuesday before I can hear it. Oh, the magnitude of my problems. Feel sorry for me.

Another thing I'm worrying about a bit is the Futureheads album. You see I've ordered the new release which includes a DVD, and some extra tracks on the original CD. So the tracks have been scrambled about a bit at the end, and I'm scared that that might affect the album as a whole in a bad way. I'm really hoping it won't. So far I've heard three tracks from the album, and one song that isn't on the album. Maybe it's a b-side or something. I downloaded it from stereogum.com so go have a look if you want to check it out. It doesn't have all the energy from the other songs I've heard and it's very short, but I reckon it's quite listenable.
Can't wait for the album to arrive! OMGz!

In other news: LOST is frickin' hawt! (Edit: In other "old" news).
I'm really loving that show. The thing I love about it the most is how it shows us what the characters did before they crashed on that "desolate" island. A very nice way to get to know all the peeps on the show. But what they'll do when they've gone through all the main-characters is beyond me. I hope they work it out in a clever way, and that the show doesn't lose it's flair.

Another show that I'm loving to bits is Arrested Development. I'm so frickin' glad TV4 started showing that show. I now know what all the blogs I'm reading are on about. Sheer, and utter brilliance. I recommended it to two of my friends but they dismissed it after one episode. I must admit that I didn't get quite into the show before seeing the episode that was last Monday, but now I am addicted. All I can say about my friends is that they're fuckin' up. Big time.

I think that's all for now. Going to go see my grandma now... If I could only find me some pants.

Later.

P.S Good luck with the recording brother-man!

Pacifier pacifies. Yeah, it pacifies!

2005-03-09T18:53:00.000+01:00

Oh man, did I say that the At The Drive-In album I got was phenomenal? Let me tell you, it’s so much more than that! You need like every positive synonym in the Oxford-dictionary to describe Relationship Of Command! It’s good, sweet, rockin’, pukka, and it sounds frickin’ pugnacious… OK, those last two I just found randomly in the Oxford-dictionary currently residing in my lap, but that doesn’t make them any less pulmonary… What…? They do affect the lungs. Jeez, you guys are such pugilists.

Ok, I’ll stop that now.

But I won’t stop recommending At The Drive-In. Why it took Relationship Of Command five years to get into my record-collection is beyond me, but now that I have it I’m oh-so-happy.
It still gives me goosebumps after X listens. So I’ll tell you once again:
BEWARE! BEWARE! – This album will frighten you with its goodness.

Anyway, my school had its annual outdoors-type-ski-day today. I fell four times. One time I was standing still in a hill(check mah lyrics) when I fell sideways into the snow. And believe me; falling four times in one ski-day is certainly below par for me.
It was perhaps the first time in say, 2-3 years I skied and it was quite fun. Apart from the falling… and the pain.

Argh! I’m out of electricity on my cell-phone, and I think I’ve left my charger back home in Korgen so I won’t be able to use the phone until Friday. Fiddlesticks!

I’m too aggravated to continue now.

Nice going, Stan!

Toodelz.

How happy is the blameless vestal's lot? The world forgetting, by the world forgot. Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind.

2005-03-06T07:49:00.000+01:00

Damn.

This weekend I’ve watched two of the best movies I’ve ever seen, one of them (Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless Mind) I just finished watching. What an amazing movie. Its originality stunned me, it was like a jig-saw puzzle where you don’t know what the outcome will be until you put in the last piece, and when you get that last piece right, you just can’t help but feel enlightened (I am the king of metaphors). Well, I don’t know if it made me feel enlightened, but it certainly made me chuckle. I’ll end this paragraph by saying: I bought this movie and I think you should too. Your DVD-collection wouldn’t be complete without it.
…and scene.

Last night we seniors of our school threw a party for the faculty staff. It was at a local hotel/restaurant/disco/bar. When we arrived we got a welcome-drink that tasted like shit, but I think most of the people there drank it, and then the waitresses walked from table to table to ask what our free drink would be (it was a buffet with a complimentary drink sort of thing at the beginning). I ordered myself a beer. After we’d finished eating, the drunken hostesses had some announcements to make. The announcements were some pretty lame jokes which got some sympathy-laughs (I sure hope they were sympathy-laughs, if not I’m going to school with some pretty deranged people) followed by applause. Then my class had some gifts to our teachers. One got a piece of wood to fix a fence that he’d run over with the school-bus (with my class in the bus witnessing the whole thing). And I’m not sure what the others got.
After that we went down to the disco/bar to get jiggy with it (Memo to self: Make a CD with Getting’ Jiggy With It for next party). I think I only danced once the entire night, so I spent the rest of the night chatting with people. And I think I got a rather embarrassing picture taken of myself. It included a nice long, pink scarf and a ladies purse. If I get a copy of it I’ll put it up here. Just to show I’m not embarrassed. Ha!
All in all I think the night was pretty much a success, and I had a very good time.

On another note: I got At The Drive-In –Relationship Of Command, and The Roots – The Tipping Point this Friday. I’ve only listened to the first and it sounds phenomenal. I wouldn’t expect anything less, it being a classic and all. BEWARE! BEWARE!

That’s it for now, folks. I’ve got to put the finishing touches on my oral presentation for tomorrow.

Laters.

Take your shoes off and I will throw them in the lake / and I will be two steps on the water

2005-03-04T22:38:00.000+01:00

Thanks to my brother-man for fixing me up with some really hawt joints this week.
He made me an MD including what possibly might be the best song/coversong EVER. It's Hounds Of Love covered by The Futureheads, the original is by Kate Bush. I'm not sure if I've heard the original, but the cover is so... goddamn good. Makes me smile from ear to ear every time I hear it. The Futurehead - Check 'em out, ya'll. Their original material is just as good (or at least I hope it is... haven't bought the album yet).

This week was the first week of school since the winterholidays, and it was pretty average. It's been fucking freezing (sorry for the profanity but it really was fucking freezing), but it looks like it's all going to turn around now, with rain, warmer temperature etc. It'll be hell. Hopefully the snow will stay snow until after next Wednesday/Thursday because that's when we're having an outdoors-day for the entire school. Ski's, and all. Hopefully it'll be a lot of fun.

Last night I saw Dawn Of The Dead (Director's Cut), and goddamn! That must've been the most intense movie I've ever seen! It's definitely on my Top 5 list of best movies ever. Absolutely stunning. The whole ambience of the whole thing was just superb. I was on the edge of my seat through nearly all of it. There's nothing better than running zombies in my opinion.

I'll have to write some more when I get back to my flat, and post a few times next week, because I don't have time for it now.

Later

I loved the Powerglove... It's so bad

2005-02-25T01:55:00.000+01:00

Man o' man!

Horse The Band is some seriously tight NintendoCore right tharr! The end-of-song breakdown on "Cutsman" is to die for! I got mad-chills when I heard it for the first time, so I'm like definitely buying that album.
But this is were I get into trouble. You see I can only get thei album, "R. Borlax", (as far as I've investigated anyway) from Amazon.com and Amazon.co.uk. This means high-high-high prices that I can't afford. This is a pickle of epic proportions! Well I guess I could go for spending 22$ on it if I have a good period-wise, but for now their album is on a low-priority note.
I'll probably buy Death From Above 1979's latest album in stead. Well it's a win-win either way, so why am I complaining? Good question, self. Let's not speak of this ever again... Ever.

Anyhows. I don't think my list of events has grown that much since this afternoon, so I think I'll leave this post to the tiny rant I had before there and come back later.
How does that sound? So that you have "Something to look forward to"?
Loving this Spoon track I'm listening to at the moment, which INCIDENTALLY(!) is called "Something to look forward to". Spooky.
Now my playlist changed to Mu - Haters. Seriously, that song is goddamn scary. Like I might not get to sleep just because I'm hearing it right now. Voices! Everywhere! Why are they screaming at me?! Am I a hater? Why all this rage Mu? I'm sure I didn't hide your tampons backstage. Don't Kung Fu me! I beg you!

Night Night. *winking smileyface*

The power's out in the heart of man/ Take it from your heart/ Put it in your hand

2005-02-24T16:09:00.000+01:00

Oo I'm so on topic.
It's taken from a song on a album called something special. Google it to figure it out!

I've just gotten home from my grandads funeral(kinda gave it away now), and I feel rather well.
When we got to the church I was assigned to hand out a pamphlet on the proceedings, and I felt that that was pretty hard. The pamphlet's frontpage had a nice winter-picture on it, and above it it said: Vilhelm Weseth (28.11.1914-20.02.2005).
It was very hard to keep up appearances when I looked at it, but somehow I managed. When we finally got to sit down, I sat next to my cousin who seemed to be taking it the hardest. Or at least she didn't keep the tears in. I thought that maybe she'd rub a bit off on me, and that I'd start getting emotional too, but I was still quite calm. In stead of tears I got a lot of snot pouring through my nose(sorry for that image, folks!) so I had to get some Kleenex-action going.
The speech from the priest was quite moving. It seemed like he'd gotten a lot of information from my family, which he spilled out along with a few viewpoints of his own. Very nice.
After the whole thing we went to the "Congregation House" (not to sure about that translation, but I think it's pretty close) and we talked to eachother while eating sandwiches and cake. It was pretty nice to talk about grandpa, and other things as well. My cousin (not the female one, but the male one) made a pretty good speech about his relationship with gramps, and we sang a bit as well.

Now that I'm home and have gotten a bit of distance from the whole funeral thing, I find it a bit purging. It's like a space that was empty has now been filled. I'd always thought funerals were bummers, in lack of a better term, but they're quite the opposite. A funeral was just what I needed to move on.

Well, I'm not too sure what else there is to write so I'll be back later.

Have a nice day.

If this is a test we're failing

2005-02-22T00:04:00.000+01:00

Finally some time to write.

Well, I have had time, I've just used that time on other matters. For instance, today I shoveled snow. A lot of snow. And I also watched Store Studio(Tv-Show) which was quite interesting. They had this Australian author on who'd written a book on the Stasi-regime which intrigued me a bit. I don't know a whole lot about the Stasi, so I'm making a mental note to either borrow or buy this book. The author's name is Anna Funder and the book's called Stasiland(this is what it's called in Norwegian, but it could also be the original title) for those who are interested in checking her out.

On a different note: I got my Bloc Party - album on Friday, which I failed to mention in my last two emotion-riddled posts, and it kicks arse.
It's catchy, it's melodic, it's beautiful... What more could one ask for? I bought the Limited Etd. with a DVD that had four songs played live. The footage was very good, and it sounds great, so if you're planning on buying the album I suggest you put in a couple of extra dollars/pounds/yen/etc... because it's definitely worth it.
The weird thing about this album is that whenever I'll put it on in the future, I'll probably signify it with the happenings of last week. And I think that that will make this album very special to me. So Here We Are is my favourite track on the album so far, because that's the track that sums up the ambience I felt last week. It's one of the most sad and beautiful songs I've heard in ages.
Buy this album. Now.

While on the topic of music, I've heard a few tracks from Planes Mistaken From Stars' latest album Up In Them Guts, and they sounded quite good. I guess the vocals could put some off, but I think it's quite excellent music. I've only listened through their E-Card on their website about two times, but I'm already thinking of buying their record from NoIdeaRecords. I believe it's quite cheap to buy directly from this record-company, although the cheapest alternative makes it take about 6-8 weeks before it arrives.
They have cheap t-shirts there, so I'm also considering buying some Hot Water Music ones. I'd be such a poser if I did, seeing as I don't have any of their albums. Rawk.

At the moment I'm thinking about applying for a year of school in Russia. It's this offer that offers you the journey over to Russia, a place to stay and tuition... for FREE! I know it sounds crazy, but it's some kind of exchange-program that's been going on for some years(or at least I think it's been going on for some years) and the main-objective of this year in Russia is to learn the language and about the Russian culture. This could be just the thing I need.
The application-date is the first of March so I need to get movin' if I want a chance to get chosen. Let's cross our fingers.
The only thing I'm a bit concerned about is that I might not be able to come home for Christmas, or that my host-family might be dickheads. I don't know which would be worse.

I was thinking that I might go see either Donnie Darko(Director's Cut), Hellraiser or The Good, The Bad, And The Ugly, seeing as I've brought them home to watch. But it's getting a tad late, and I'm a tad tired so I'm guessing that it's bed-time for me.

Good night

This is The End.

2005-02-20T13:30:00.000+01:00

The inevitable has happened.

My grandpa died around 10am this morning, and he did so calmly in his sleep. As I said in the last post, I've sort of gotten used to the fact that my grandpa was going to die, so at the moment I'm not taking the news that hard. Well, I still get a bit of a lump in my throat, but I didn't expect anything less.

I'm sorry, well I'm not sorry, but I'd just like to say that what I wrote in the post last night was something that I had to vent. And if it all seemed a bit mushy then that's because that's how I've felt this week.

I'm hoping that I'll get back to posting "regular" posts again soon.

Bye for now

There goes my hero, watch him as he goes

2005-02-20T01:44:00.000+01:00

Well, I guess it's time for me to spill about the sad news.

This monday I got a phone-call from my dad. Apparently my grandad had gone to get himself a glass of water because he felt a bit parched, then suddenly he'd fallen to the floor having what appeared to be a stroke. My grandma called for an ambulance and my grandad was rushed to the hospital. After I finished talking to my dad I got a bit misty-eyed, but it wasn't anything I couldn't shake off. About ten minutes later though it all started to hit me. I realized that I might never talk to my grandad again, or see him in a normal state. And that just broke me completely. I thought about the fact that I put of visiting my grandparents last weekends just because of my cold. And as humans do, I started blaming myself for not visiting my grandparents enough. And when I thought about my grandma going to bed alone for about the first time in 50 years that made me even more upset. And then I began beating myself up more about not visiting them enough. After a while of tears and the sort I decided to try to think of something else so I turned on MTV to watch the Chappelle-show. It was bit of a spirit-lifter because it was the start of a new season so I hadn't seen any of the sketches before. But when it was over I started thinking about my gramps again.
I eventually decided to try to get some sleep, and despite all the sad emotion filling me I fell asleep quite fast.

The next morning I felt much better. I felt purged of all the emotions that I had the night before. When I thought about my grandpa I didn't get more than a lump in my throat, and I thought this was progress in the right direction.
I went to school and the day went by just like any other day. I didn't tell anyone about my grandpa. I would if someone had asked a question related to my grandparents or something, but I didn't feel like spilling it out just out of the blue.

The next day I felt even better. I didn't even get a lump in my throat when thinking about my grandpa. At the moment I thought that was weird, but I didn't give it much more thought at the time. When I got to school it felt even more like a regular school-day than the day before. In our history-lesson we saw a movie about the second world war, and there were these old people talking about their experiences. The weird thing was that there was this man that looked like the spitting image of my grandpa. When I first saw him I thought, "Damn, this might be too much for me", but I didn't feel anything when I saw that man. It was just like seeing any other guy. At this point I started freaking out a bit.

When I got home I tried thinking about my grandpa and all the sad things that I could possibly muster, but I felt nothing. I couldn't feel sad at all, no matter what I tried. The only thing I could feel was anger for not being able to be emotional. It was the most frustrating thing I've ever experienced! I started thinking there had to be something seriously wrong with me.

The next day I had the same drone-feeling.

It wasn't until Friday when I got home that the spell was broken. I got home to an empty house. I figured my mom was at the hospital with grandpa but I had no idea where my dad and my little brother were. After about 10mins my dad called me and told me that my brother was staying at Mo(where he goes to school) because he was going to see a movie with some friends, so he wasn't coming home until Saturday. Then my dad told me that he was going to the hospital with my grandma, and he wondered if I wanted to stay home or if I wanted to come with.
Obviously I came with. When I got in the car I was worried that my grandma would be sad, but she just seemed like her old self. We didn't talk about my grandfather that much, just a few minor mentions here and there.
When we got to the hospital I started feeling the way I had the day I got the message about my gramps , and I worried that I might not hold my cool. When we entered the hospital I started to feel a growing distaste for the hospital. I now totally understood why people hate hospitals.
We got into gramps' room and I met my mom. She seemed to have grown accustomed to the situation, which I understood because she'd been to the hospital every day since the incident. The first sight of my granddad was more weird than it was emotional. He looked just like he would if sleeping, but he had his teeth out so he looked a bit different, but essentially he just looked asleep. It wasn't until he started making some strained breathing noises that I got a lump in my throat. My grandma sat down beside my grandpa and she seemed very calm. She then grabbed his hand and held it, and then she looked up at me and smiled faintly. I started getting more lumpy in my throat, and then my mom suggested that my grandma should have some time alone with my grandpa. She tried saying she didn't need it but we went out anyway. On the way out I looked back at my grandma and she smiled at me again.
After that me and my dad went to the store to get a few things before we would head back home. This was my grandma's first visit to my grandpa, the trip to the hospital is about 30-40mins by car from where we live.
When we got back from the store we talked about grandpa and dad said that there was most likely just one thing likely to happen next, it was just a matter of time before it happens. I immediately started thinking of a line from Bloc Party's - Helicopter "Are you hoping for a miracle?", and I realized that I'd been hoping for a miracle all that time. I hadn't really taken the time to sit down and face the truth.
When we got to the room we sat with grandpa for a while, and my mom took out some headphones attached to a microphone-looking thing that my grandpa used to use when talking to my grandmother. She said that grandma could try talking to him. She argued that it probably wouldn't get through to him, but she talked anyway. When it was time to go my mom said that she could tell grandpa that we were leaving. At this point I tried not to talk at all because I knew that my voice would probably break after just a single word.
When we were walking out from the hospital I regretted not taking some time for myself saying goodbye to grandpa.
On the way home I lightened up a bit because talking to my mom calmed me a bit. I guess her calmness rubbed off on me. When we got home I felt like I could get used to all of this. Well, as used you can get to something like this. I had a normal night with my parents. There was a special aura about it, but it was a normal night.

This day, Saturday, I spent six hours with my grandma at her house. I plowed some snow, carried in some firewood, and I kept my grandma company. She still seemed like her old self. Sometimes it seemed like she was very sad, but we had conversations that felt like any conversation we'd had in the past. I mean before my grandpa got to the hospital.
I really hope she's getting through this okay. Anyway, I've now made a pledge to myself that every weekend, unless something I can't avoid shows up, I'll go visit my grandma. No exceptions, except for the one I said before.
At the moment my grandma has my aunt/her daughter with her. She took the train up here, and she'll stay until Friday.

This has all been pretty rough on me, seeing as my grandfather is one of the most inspirational people I've had the pleasure of knowing. He might even be the closest thing to an idol I've had.

I think that's all I have to share for now.

On a final note I would just like to say: Love you, Gramps

Do you want to come over, and kill some time/sometime?

2005-02-15T10:32:00.000+01:00

Frick, frick frick! I’m looking forward to getting that debut album I pre-ordered a while back. I’m listening to them on the radio as I type this and it sounds so good! Argh! Hopefully it’s already sent, so that there’s a chance I’ll get it before the winter holiday starts. Seeing as the album’s already out there I guess there’s no point in me not telling you who it is until I get it. So here it is: Bloc Party – Silent Alarm. Hot Damn! I’ve zounds of butterflies as I’m typing this. Zounds I tellsya!

We had a test in Norwegian today. A so-called ‘whole day-test’. I chose the task to write a short story with the title ‘Dreaming of Peace’. I set it in a jungle with absolutely no information about where in the world we were. The only thing we got to know was that the main character was chased by soldiers, and that he was saved by an unnamed stranger. I wasn’t too satisfied with the outcome, but it was the best I could do in my state of illness. Yes, my cold flamed up and I’m considering the possibility that I have the flu. If this had been 3-4 years ago I’d be home from school for sure, but now it’s a whole other ball-game. I can’t miss one day of school without losing out on a lot of things I need to know to keep up with the rest. I also want to try to have just one term without any days of absence. Last term I had two school hours of absence so there’s no reason for me not to be able to pull it through this term. Except for the fact that I wasn’t sick once last term, but I am now. Bah!

I’m now ‘eating only apples’ – get it?! Ah, I kill myself with these inside jokes I only share with myself. Seriously though, I’ve brought a lot of fruit from home to see if some good ol’ vitamins straight from the source will help my cold to F Off!

Today’s the final of America’s Top Model 3, and I already know who the winner is. But I’ll watch it for, you know, the entertainments sake. It’s between Yaya, Eva and Amanda and I think the winner deserves it. She’s got what it takes. I hope they start a new season soon! Best reality show… ever. Except for Single 24/7… Joint first place? I think so.

I need to vacuum and wash my flat. It’s getting a bit dusty. I also need two or three new folders to organize all the different kinds of papers we get from school. So much paper! Another thing I’m thinking about investing in is the Total Guitar organizer with room for about 12 magazines a piece. And seeing as I have about 18 issues and about 7-8 magazines left on my subscription, two of those would go down just fine in this crib. Rawk.

I think that’s all for now. This is just a test post to see if the new floppy disk works with the computers at school. Let’s hope so.

Gotta get some math down now.

Later.

P.S: After I wrote this at my flat, I got a call from home with some sad news. What they were I'll write later when I have more time and when I get accustomed with the thought of what's happened.

Life to lifeless to eternity / Life to lifeless the cycle repeats

2005-02-12T23:15:00.000+01:00

Aloha

I simply must buy a Killswitch Engage album soon. I've had the riff and the chorus of their song Life To Lifeless in my head all day. They make such catchy metalmusic, or emo-metalcore if you prefer that tag they've been given. I'm usually a bit iffy if I hear about bands that've been labeled that genre, but the 'Switch embraces it and owns it completely. So frickin' good. I think I've said this before but I'll say it again: Killswitch Engage is the real Love Metal.

This week's been pretty deaf. Not too much happening except for the Russ Revue(again: Knife to the eye, if you ask for an explanation to the word Russ) which was on Thursday.
It was the first Russ revue I've ever seen and it was pretty much hilarious! It had a 'red thread' (I'm not sure if that's what it's called in english, but it's like a recurring topic throughout the show) which showed the history of the Russ-tradition from about 1905 up until today, and I must say it was quite brilliant! Especially 1995: A shameful year in the history of the Russ. Rave, anyone?

I also saw Eurotrip with John on Thursday. I didn't actually look too much forward to seeing it, because I think I heard it described as 'Road Trip set in Europe!', and I didn't really like Road Trip that much. But Eurotrip was actually a pleasant surprise riddled with hilarious cameos.
First up was Matt Damon as a skinhead(not as a white-supremacist or anything) in a punk-rockband. I would probably have gone "Wtf?! Matt Damon as a skinhead in a punk-rockband?!" if John hadn't told me about it beforehand. Well, I guess I kind of went like that anyway because it was just too good to be true!
Vinnie Jones had a cameo as well. It was as a football-hooligan so he was a bit out of his element. Anyway, that role brought Vinnie up a few notches in my book. Excellent.
All in all it was basically your average Teen-Comedy, only it was pretty funny as well.

Another movie I've seen this week(actually I just finished watching it 20mins ago) is The Life Of David Gale. I don't understand why people rated it as a bit of a mediocre film when it first came out. I can't remember what the comments about the film were, but it was enough to throw me off seeing it. I might not've seen it if it weren't for my bro recommending it.
It was a real intense movie, and I liked it a bunch! Kate Winslet is fantabulous in the movie, and Kevin Spacey still remains as one of my favourite actors. It's hereby recommended.

I don't have too much else to say. I have a cold and I'm aching for my bed. It seems having a cold makes me have amazing dreams. I've woken up the last two mornings with a sense of well-being in stead of a sense of aloofness. It's wonderful!

By the way, I wasn't sure if fantabulous was a real word so I checked it up at dictionary.com and I found out it meant 'marvelously excellent'. Yeah, that's cool.

On a final note: Lasagne is, as well as revenge, a fish best served cold.

Bed.

My name is Freddy Krueger, I've got the Elm Street blues / I've got a hand like a knife rack and I die in every film

2005-02-11T20:26:00.000+01:00

The following post was supposed to be posted on Tuesday:

This is the first contribution to this blog in the middle of the week, in many, many moons. Well, of course you can’t count the holidays. If that was the case, I posted just last moon in the middle of the week.

I’m listening to the mighty Reuben on my puny stereo at the moment. I just got it today as well! Cool. I think it needs a few more listens to completely grow on me, but I think that’s in all fairness seeing as it has 16 tracks for my ears to devour.

Favourite tracks so far: Horrorshow and Let’s Stop Hanging Out. Pretty darn good.

I’ve got a new neighbour at my flat. My last neighbour got kicked out for having a party in the middle of the week with about 30 people invited, and for playing loud, and horrible techno-music. It took the landlord about 30mins to run up and LITERALLY kick my neighbour and his guests out. Well at least he grabbed my neighbour’s collar and sort of held him up against the wall while giving him the lecture of his life.

Let’s get back to the new neighbour. He’s about 40-50 years old, and he brought his own fridge, so I don’t have to worry about space-problems anymore! That brought him up a notch in my book. I haven’t really talked to him other than the traditional handshake/hello, but he seems like your average working Joe to me. He’s moving in his stuff as I write this, but I’m to lazy/scared to go out and strike up a conversation.

And it’s also only 8mins until Top Model USA starts so I can’t risk missing a second of it just for a lousy chat with my new neighbour! That’s just silly.
My favourite, Nicole, got kicked out last show but I still reckon it’s worth watching. Future Top Models in catfights… What’s not to like?

I also revealed who’s winning the whole thing to some girls in my class, and they were deeply shocked. One of the girls didn’t want me to tell them who the winner was, but I wrote it on a piece of paper so that the ones who wanted to know could take a gander. I kind of regret doing it, but what’s done is done...

Well, my time here is done! The commercials are nearly finished and Top Model is due imminently, so maybe I’ll see you all on Wednesday! If not, then Thursday is a good bet.

The posts that I post in the middle of the week are written the day before they’re posted.

Just keep that in mind!
Late.

I'm not gonna make it, No no

2005-02-08T15:13:00.000+01:00

Bah, my plan failed miserably.

The floppy disk wich contained my post was fucked so I couldn't post it at school today.

I'll try a new floppy tomorrow, so watch this space.

Don't pull your thang out, unless you plan to bang

2005-02-06T14:23:00.000+01:00

Bombs over Baghdad! Yeah!

Best single 2000-04? Might be. I'd definitely put it in my top 10 if I were to make such a list, but I'd put Maps a lot higher though.

I might be publishing my blog more from now on, seeing as the demand for more posts is simply astounding!
So I think I'll be writing my blog in Word on my computer in my flat, put it on what I think is called a floppy-disk in English (the square disks), and publish it in one of my numerous hours of nothing to do at school. Yay! Let's hope this works out.

The TV-show Lost premiered on Norwegian television this week, and it was very exciting. It airs on Wednesdays, and it takes up the spot which used to belong to horrible American TV-movies. The kinds with titles such as: Not Without My Baby and My Son Needs Anger Management Classes.

Anyway I'm really looking forward to see how Lost develops, because I really can't see how it could go on for more than maybe five episodes. I won't spoil anything by talking about what's happened so far because I know there are some of you that haven't had the time to see it yet.
I'll just say the first two episodes were frickin' exciting and I'll leave it at that.

I think I'll have to go to the Quart-Festival this year. Green Day, Foo Fighters and Audioslave are coming there! And seeing as I simpy can't pick one over the other (they're all on on different days...) I'm going to get a 5-day pass. I'm also hoping to get to go to the Öya-Festival, but I might not be able to go there if I get called in to Military-Service.
I don't know if I've talked about this in a previous post, but I signed up for duty at ABC Fire And Rescue Service, which is the only thing I could see myself doing in the Military.

Hmm, I think that's all.

Maybe I'll see you sometime during next week.

Aloha

It's the Disco Infiltrator fo' sho'

2005-02-05T01:14:00.000+01:00

Stop! We can't shake the wastah!

Lcd Soundsystem is the radness. Might be getting the album after I get Death from Above 1979's LP: You're A Woman, I'm A Machine. But the next CD to arrive in my collection is the british rockers Reuben's Racecar Is Racecar Backwards. Which will be off-the-scale heavyness. Fo' sho'.

My bus home was full today, so I had to sit on the goddamn floor! Not only that, but I also had to share that very same floor with two chattery girls that talked a hole through my head.
Oh, the bus-driver also missed the exit that goes right past my house, which he's supposed to drive down... ALWAYS! So I had to stand "downtown" in the rain to wait for my dad to come pick me up for at least... 5 minutes. And 5 minutes in the rain seems a lot longer when you have a hole through your head, and a sore ass from sitting on an uncomfortable-as-hell floor.
Believe it, or get bent.

I've listened to the 'Pol this week, and I must say it's one of the best albums I own. I haven't listened to the Auf Der Maur-album as much as I've listened to Turn On The Bright Lights, but so far I think the Auf Der Maur-album is a bit uneven some places. Maybe if I listen to it a bit more next week it'll unravel all it's fury on me. Let's hope so.

I finally finished The Da Vinci Code by Dan Brown, and it wasn't as good as I hoped it would be. Angels & Demons, by the same author, is a helluva lot better and I'd recommend reading that in stead of the Code. But I guess it's OK reading the Code just to figure out how monsieur Langdon develops in the span of those two books, which in my opinion isn't a whole lot.
Meh, enough of that.

This night I'm going to sleep until I wake up by myself! No alarm-clock! It'll be so sweet.

Night, night.

2005-02-04T22:13:00.000+01:00

Haloscan commenting and trackback have been added to this blog.

I will surprise you sometimes/ I'll come around/ When you're down

2005-01-29T22:37:00.000+01:00

'sup.

I just realized that my last post was very naughty-body-parts related, and I don't think I've had a post like that before. Must've been a spark of creativity/innovation, seeing as I usually just spit out the same crap over, and over, and over... and over. Enough of that.

I bought two new records this weekend(nothing new there): Auf Der Maur and her self-titled debut, and Interpol's Turn On The Bright Lights. Debutant-Weekend! Alright!
I haven't listened to Melissa(Auf Der Maur) yet, but I think it's a solid debut-album, or at least that's what the critics have said about it, but on the other hand I have listened to the 'pol(Interpol) so I guess I'll write a few words about that:

I think I first heard Interpol on MTV or something back in 2002, and I remember that I thought it was pretty happenin', but alas at that point in my life I wasn't as caught up in buying records as I am now so I left it at thinking it was a happenin' band.
Now, nearly three years later, I spotted this album on sale at Platekompaniet(Norwegian National Record Store) and I thought "What the hell" and bought it, along with Auf Der Maur which was also on sale.
When I sat down at the computer earlier this Saturday to listen to Bright Lights I was very pleased. The album seems like it wasn't a waste of money, not that I considered that to be a possibility in the first place, and I think I'll be listening to it a lot in the weeks to come. Maybe it'll take Million Dead off the throne of Most Played CD At Karsten's Crib. Well either that or I'll have to hide the Million Dead record so that I don't listen it to death. It's soooo good! Arrgh!
Back to Interpol. What caught me a bit by surprise was the opening track Untitled. It sounded like a song that you put on at the end of an album for a bit of a lullaby-ish closure(I've only listened through the entire album once so I could've gotten the wrong impression), but I think it opened very well for Track 2, Obstacle 1. I'll have to get back to you on this particular matter.
Other than that I'll have to give the record a couple of more spins before I truly make up my mind about it. Let's just say I'm not regretting spending money on Interpol's music... yet.

What else is new...? Let me gather my thoughts for a minute. I got a 5+(which is about the same as a B+) on my oral test in Religion. The topic was New Age and similar new religions. I was pretty stoked to say the least. Other than that not much has been happening.
My older bro is home for the weekend and he brought the Head Automatica-album Decadence with him. I must say it sounded pretty hot, and it's a good possibility I'll spend a few dineros on that band in the future.

Ah, I almost forgot that we had a lot of people from different universities at school this week. Meaning that there were people trying attract us to go to their school when we finish what we're doing now... It seems like I'm never going to figure out what the word for the type of school I'm going to now is in English##$£@¤!. Whatever school you go to when you're 18.
Anyway... I was thinking about the University in Tromsø, or NTNU in Trondheim. One is down south, and the other is up north. Either way I'm definitely studying languages. Not so that I can become an interpreter or something like that, but because that's what I'd like to study. I don't have my heart set on anything specific career-wise, I just want to study something I can be bothered studying. Sure I could take some economics-class or something just to secure my future a bit, but I don't think that'd be the right decision for me at this point in life. There's plenty of time studying for a career when I turn 30.

Enough about the future. Let's talk about the present. The present me is... tired and wants to go to bed, and get through The Da Vinci Code once and for all!

Snoochie Boochies, my hatas.

Snooze

Sucking on my titties like you wanted me. Calling me all the time like Blondie

2005-01-22T21:27:00.000+01:00

Mhm
That's right
Aha, Oh no!
Fix yourself girl, you got a camel toe.

Representin' Fanny Pack and Peaches ya'll. Them's the illest there is. And their goose is totally loose.

Oops, I did it again. I bought myself another CD. But I guess I can justify my actions with the fact that the CD in question isn't coming out before the 14th Febuary or something. And that's about the time I get my monthly allowance from the Loanbox(-rough translation) so it really is no biggie. I swear.
The album is a debut, and I have faith in these blokes to become huuuuge. Therefore I won't reveal who it is until I get the CD. But they're said to be the Franz Ferdinad of 2005(hehe, Ferdinad) if you want a clue. The release-date is another hint if you want to test your google-skills.

I just finished listening to the leaked track from System Of A Down's upcoming album:
"My cock is much bigger than yours / My cock can walk right through the door / with the feeling so pure / it's got you screaming for more" - sounds promising.

Anyway, dinner is ON!

To the dining table!

Walking back to you is the hardest thing that I can do, that I can do for you...

2005-01-22T02:19:00.000+01:00

For you.

I just finished watching Lost In Translation and it was a very nice film. When the movie was over and the end credits started rolling I was left with this feeling I've never had before. It was very odd. But in a good way.
I had such high expectations for that film... And it ended up being one of the best movies I've ever seen. If not the best. I think it's right up there with Pleasentville.
Scarlett Johansen is a wonderful, wonderful woman. Easy on the eyes, too.

Lately I've been pondering which CD I should buy to become the 80th CD in my collection... of CDs. I've considered Reuben, The Bronx, Weezer, The Walkmen, Razorlight, Killswitch Engage and a few others. But tonight I'm going to go with my gut and order the soundtrack to the movie I just talked about. I'm a bit miffed that Peaches isn't included on it, but I guess that she'd probably mess up the laidback vibe I think they're aiming for.

Here's to hoping that the soundtrack is as good as I think it is.

Bye

2005-01-16T11:12:00.000+01:00

Hi, I just figured out how to post pictures without too much hazzle, so I thought it was about time for a picture of yours truly. P.S I didn't use the the flash because then you would see how frighteningly pale I am, and you would also see my recent breakout. word

2005-01-16T01:32:00.000+01:00

Million Dead is the rawk of 2005. You betta watch out.

Smiling At Strangers On Trains

2005-01-09T01:01:00.000+01:00

It was the strangest thing today...

I saw new footprints in abandoned pathways, beneath forgotten undergrowth something stirring again.
You were a single red blood cell, and I lost you in this knot of capillaries, but you were bringing me oxygen when I needed it most in the smoke.

And you were always as far as Mongolia, as close as my clothes, your prescence pervading, but it still never shows.
As close the answer I never quite know, or can't quite remember.
Your distance insidious, as soft as a blow. Your Shadow is with me wherever I go.
It's on the tip of my tongue, but still I never quite know, or can't quite remember. I don't quite remember.

The forced proximity of a million different Mike Leigh movies makes me long for the fresh air of a familiar face, and not the violence of loneliness, nor the unease of surrounded seclusion.

I keep nearly missing you around corners and in passing trains.

And if I'd known that you weren't so far away, that you were never that far away, I could've rode this train smiling.

Million Dead - A Song to Ruin

Fetch!

I don't want a lot for Christmas, there is just one thing I need

2005-01-08T20:13:00.000+01:00

And that is the song I'm about to name...

...now: All I Want For Christmas Is You by Mariah Carey.
That song kicks... so... much... ass. I just love the slow start *air-drums the clanging at the beginning*, and then when it picks up with the drums and the chimey-christmas-things, and then the backupsingers go "And IIIIIIII" and I go "Holy crap, that's some shit-hot backupsinging right there!" and for the 241seconds that song lasts, Mariah Carey is the hottest gal on this planet earth.
*gaaasp* And now I'm deleting that song from my hardrive so that I won't play it 24/7 until next christmas. That would kind of ruin the song, but just barely though. In the mean time I'll have the other great song by Mariah Carey, Fantasy, to keep me company. Of course the Ol' Dirty Bastard remix. What do you think I am? Some kind of sissy?
Do not... answer that question... Please.

So how 'bout that Lord Of The Rings-trilogy? Pretty gay, dont you think?

Ladies and gentlemen, please take your seats. Put on your thinking caps. Now here's a poser for you

2005-01-08T10:45:00.000+01:00

Is it 2005 already?

Well, if you read this blog regularly you might've noticed that my blog didn't really update at all in December, here's why:

My FTP-host fucked up, and seeing as said host doesn't have technical-support I had to get a a blogspot-thingy, which I don't mind having at all, to be able to post again. I called it karst1 because my name is Karsten, and the number 1(one) in Norwegian is 'en'. If that's not a hip way to type your name, then I don't know what is. w00t!

Ok, I haven't done the whole "What I got for christmas"-list, so... here you go:

5 DVD's: Starsky & Hutch, Hellraiser, Live Flesh, The Whole Nine Yards and Lost In Translation.

1 CD: Pretty Girls Make Graves - The New Romance (WOO! AWESOME!), and I got a gift certificate for 200kr(around 32$) so I bought myself Annie - Anniemal and Kanye West - College Dropout for that.

1 of the dreaded soft presents: I got a shirt. But I also got 1000kr(about 160$) to buy myself some clothes. I bought a pair of pants and another shirt, but I was also a naughty boy and bought Million Dead - A Song To Ruin and Rival Schools - United By Fate for the remaining money. Yay!

1 Maglite

1 book: Six Feet Under - it's about the relics you leave behind after you die and some other stuff. It's made by the same guys writing/producing/whateva the show so I'm really looking forward to reading it.

I also got another 1000kr by my grandparents, and I'm most likely using them on a concert in Trondheim. The Soundtrack Of Our Lives are playing there in March so it should be a lot better than they did at Öya-04.

That's all for now. Got to get me some breakfast.

Tonight I promise that I'll reveal my all-time favorite x-mas song.

Until next time... Get bent

Don't blame it on the sunshine / Don't blame it on moonlight / Don't blame it on the good times / Blame it on the boogie!

2004-12-22T18:48:00.000+01:00

My heart skipped a beat last weekend.

I went through my usual weekend-routine: Log on to the internet, read through various music-sites such as pitchforkmedia.com, go to russ.no to send messages to russ around Norway(again: Russ is an ancient custom here in Norway which the 18year-olds go through, and don't ask me to elaborate or else.... KNIFE TO THE EYE!), and finally I go to blogger.com to ramble on about sunshine, moonlight, good-times and that goddamn boogie...
But this weekend when i logged on the only thing I could do was check my profile, you see the site I use as my template(I think that's what it's called) had crashed or was up for maintenance or something so I naturally thought my existance as a blogger had seized to... you know, exist. So I paced around the house, cursing at the blasted home.no(the fore-mentioned template) and ate some small oranges. I forget if they're called mandarins or clementines in English... whateva. But on monday my blog was up and I praised the spirit of x-mas, because this was truly a christmas-miracle! And whatever you say, you can't take that away from me. Or, maybe you can, but please don't try.

My christmas-holiday is now officially on. I'm looking forward to spending time with my family, eating a shitload of stickmeat(ancient yuletide-food here in ye ole Noreway), opening presents and trying to read two books which combined get to a total of about 1300 pages. That's 1300 pages in 14 days. The two books are The Wheel Of Time by Robert Jordan(Yeah, I'm a bit of a fantasy-nerd... sue me) and Angels and Demons by Dan Brown. I'm about 200 pages into the Wheel of Time and it's very exciting so I doubt I'll have any problems finishing it within these 14 days, and people say that Dan Brown is the J.K. Rowling for adults so I can only hope that I have the same experience with his books as I had with the first 4 Harry Potter -books. Oh, and Dan writes more detective-type stories, not about children going to wizard/witch-school.

Cursive and The Faint are my two new favorite bands, so if I get money for x-mas I might be buying Domestica by Cursive and A Song To Ruin by Million Dead. I just have to have that Million Dead album. They're an amazing band. The lyrics are top notch and the music is a like punch to the face. And ya'll know how much I love punches to the face... in the form of music, not fists.

Anywho, I think that's enough for today. Tomorrow I'll be writing about my all-time favorite christmas-songs, and that one song that makes me long for stickmeat, presents, decorated trees and fat, bearded men in red suits. I think I can assure you that you'll either be shocked by my choice or you'll totally agree.

Until tomorrow, happy x-mas holiday peoples!

Good time to roll on.

Get Up! Everybody's gonna move their feet. Get Down! Everybody's gonna leave their seat.

2004-12-11T01:51:00.000+01:00

Dude.

I just got home from the x-mas party me and my class(grade?) and I'm only thinking about two things: The song Detroit Rock City by Kiss(which is where this post's title is taken from), and how numb my face is feeling. Me and some friends got into the topic of how your face starts feeling funny when you're getting a wee bit tipsy... Interesting, dontcha think?
The party was very good, or at least I had a good time. The thing about me and parties, is that I'm a bit of a recluse(the avoiding part of the meaning of that word, that is). I tend to be somewhat passive, and maybe sometimes even uncomfortable, but I guess I'm evolving in to a party-person. I'm still evolving by the way. I got some dancing and singing(and boozing) down so I'm pretty satisfied.

I thought i had a gajillion things to write about, seeing as I'm coming down from my drunkenness, but I'm just really tired so I think I have to go to bed before I collapse.

Catch you on the flipside, mofo!

So sing your heart out loud! Sing your heart out loud!

2004-12-04T22:53:00.000+01:00

Well, once again it's time for your highlight of the week, so let the blogging commence!

You know how people say that smelling things makes you remember stuff? Well, I get such experiences with music, and it happened today! Me listening to some songs I hadn't heard in a few years and getting flashbacks like a madman that is. I listened to some The Faint and Cursive songs. You see, my brother bought a compilation-cd from Saddle Creek, the record company those two bands are hooked up with, one summer and we listened to it a lot. I think it was the first summer I was home alone with my older brother, and we both had summerjobs. I think this was around the time me and my brother developed the comradery we have today. Up until then we had the standard brother-brother relationship, or at least what I consider to have been a standard B&B-relationship. So the songs really made an impact on me. It was Cool(capital C).

I've looked through my record-collection and my list of CD's I want to/should own, and I discovered something really atrocious(I love that word, because it has that "-ocious" ending that works very good with a surfer-dude voice). I don't own any Green Day records, and I only own the latest Foo Fighters record. I find this hella-crazy, seeing as I'm supposed to be such a good fan of both those bands. I only have Dookie and Insomniac on MD, but nothing else. So I guess I have to really start buying albums before this summer's festivals. You see, both Green Day and Foo Fighters are playing at the Norwegian Quart-festival and I'm going there no matter what! It'll be grrrreat!

I'm looking forward to next Friday. Two girls in my class has taken the money we got from working at the Town-Fair and put it into some kind of Christmas-feast for our class. And the thing is that they're the only ones who know what we're going to do(except from one other girl in our class) so we're in the dark. The only thing we know is that we're going to eat, and then we're going to have some drinks and hopefully everyone in the class will get drunk. That'd be funny. Not to... like see the "goodie-two-shoes"(I've never understood how that expression came about. Maybe it's from waaay back in history when you were bad to the bone if you only wore one shoe. Or something) get drunk of their head, but I think it'd come a very good ambience out of it. Everyone drinking that is. Well, my tendency to get angry-drunk and punch everyone I see will have to be put in check, but otherwise I think it'd be great. Ba-dum-chh!

School is a real hassle at the moment, but I won't moan. It gives me a headache when I think of it. So I'll just think of happier things like... daffodils! Not the feeling you get when you see them spring out in, umm, spring, but when Bender from Futurama says it. I don't know why, but it's just hilarious.

Kiss my colossal, metal ass, meatbags.

I'm going to bed.

Yeah that's cool.

Tell me your name, tell me your story... 'cause I'm into it

2004-11-28T14:04:00.000+01:00

Tralalala

This "I'm going to work like a frickin' tornado this weekend!"-plan has failed miserably so far. But I'm determined to start working right after I've posted this little thing.

I just read a story on Killswitch Engage, an american metal-band, and they were saying that they take pride in being an emotional metal-band. They like writing about positive things despite their raw sound. They were talking about that all they want to do is have a good time, and when they get out on stage they don't put a metal-face on just because they play that kind of music. They smile on stage and has fun. You might've guessed it by now, but they're one of my new favorite bands. Emo-metalcore, marafakka!

I had an oral-test on buddhism last thursday, and I was a train-wreck. I kept looking down on the floor when I was asked some pretty easy questions, and my head had tumbleweed running through it. It was awful. But I managed to get a 5-, or B- if you will, and I was very happy with that. And I kind of promised the teacher that I would do much better if I had another oral-test, so I hope I can live up to that promise.

Well, I really can't put my homework off anymore.

Later.

Sittin by the pool. Yeah that's cool... but I just wanna dance

2004-11-27T01:02:00.000+01:00

Ah... The drama, the drama.

The Shield is, as I've been saying in this blog on a few occasions, awesome. The way the crew of that show make it so... raw, is just unbelieveable. I can easily put myself in their situation and feel like I'm standing right beside Dutch when he's working out his theories on a murder-victim, or for instance tonights episode when the Strike Team were getting the money train... it was almost like I could say "Don't blow this, you guys... Or we'll be dead". You feel like your a part of it. The other show I watch with great enthusiasm is Six Feet Under. You can't really put yourself in many of the situations that's in that show, or I think that if you do, it'd be waaay to depressing. And that's what I get from a lot of people when I say that's like one of my favourite, or possible my all-time favourite, show(s) of all time. They say "I can see that it's a good show and all, but don't you think it's way too depressing? Everything and everyone is fucked up!" And the way I see it, is when you see all that shitty stuff happening to the Fisher's is that the good things that happen there shine through. In some shows you couldn't care less if someone.. gets happy about small things(this is a bit hard to explain, but I hope you understand), but in Six Feet Under you get a smile on your face and all goosebumpy. So what I'm trying to say is that the happy things become more relevant, so it really is a very positive show.

...I'm not sure if I got the message through like I wanted it to, but I'm to jittery to formulate myself in a understanding-like way. Or something like that :p

My term paper is due next Wednesday so I'm not sure I'll be able to squeeze in much more blogging this weekend, but I'm sure you understand why. School is importantè <--- working on my Spanish.

I'll be back later.

Word to your mother.

I'm from the murder-capitol, where we murder for capital (Oh my. He's so gangsta)

2004-11-18T23:37:00.000+01:00

Oops.

If you read John's blog(a friend of mine, who goes in my class), you might've read that he hit a girl in the nose with a dodgeball last week... Guess who's time it was to rough that poor girl's head up with a dodgeball this time... You guessed it. It was your's truly. When John hit her, he hit the nose, so she got a nosebleed. And when I hit her, I hither in the eye, so that she got tears coming out of her eye and stuff. It wasn't particularly funny. I feel so bad that to sort of make amends, I will do a little homage to the girl in question:

I'm sorry Mona
I did'nt mean to hurt you
I didn't mean to hit you with a dodgeball in the eye
So tonight, I'm writing you this homage

That is the chorus of Eminem's Cleanin' Out My Closet if you want to know the rythm of it all.
Oh, and Mona: If you think that that was a bit over the top then just tell me to remove it and I will.

Otherwise this week's gone by pretty smoothly. We've started some new shit in math that I can't understand at all, same ol', same ol'. I've tried to learn Bob Marley's No Woman, No Cry solo on my guitar. And I'm actually getting there. It's one part that's giving me a hard time, but I'll get it down soon. After that, I'm learning all do-able blues-solos which followed in the last Total Guitar. They didn't seem too hard. Geetar!

Well, it seems my brain has blown a fuse so I will go to sleep now.

Later dewds!

You got to have a dream. If you don't have a dream, how are you gonna have a dream come true?

2004-11-14T17:00:00.000+01:00

Brraaap!

It felt good getting that boredom shit off my chest yesternight. I feel like I can't stand for this anymore and I will do whatever to get some fun things back in my daily rotation. I'm thinking of something like going to the gym regularly, making my own songs on my guitar in stead of learning other's material (well, I'll obviously do both), and just generally be on the lookout for happenings that might appeal to me. I can't do too much out of a school-context at the moment, but when I get the chance I'll grab it, shake it, sit on it, shake it again, and put it to good use.

By the way, my favourite football team in Norway, Brann(Fire), won the National Cup last weekend! It ended 4-1, and all the goals were scored in like the first 20mins. The fans of my team were cheering/clapping/stomping/singing, while the fans of Lyn(Lightning) were crying. Hahaha. Ah, good times.

This year I'm fully determined to get in the X-mas spirit(I'm not talking alcohol here, people). Last X-mas was a disaster, spirit-wise. It was like Christmas Eve was just another day. I shiver just at the thought of it. So this year I plan on going back to my inner child. I'll stand up hella-early, watch a bunch of cartoons, build a kick ass snow-castle and make my grandparents come down to celebrate with us. They didn't last year, so I guess that that was one of the reasons I lost my spirit. The X-mas tree has also been a bit short of gifts the last couple of years, so I guess I have to give and recieve presents from friends again. I haven't done that the last couple of years. And I might dress our cat up as a reindeer. It'll be great.

Life's complications and frustrations
They disappear when the music starts playing
I found a place where it feels alright
I heard a record and it opened my eyes
Do you remember when we couldn't put it away?
Do you remember what the music meant?

Pretty Girls Make Graves just continue to amaze me...
I'm really ashamed that I don't have one of their records yet...

Later

Good time to roll on!

2004-11-14T02:15:00.000+01:00

I told you I'd be back.

One fun thing about turning 18 is the part were you realize that you don't have to sugarcoat things anymore. When I was supposed to go to this years first Russekro (Russ is an ancient Norwegian custom... don't ask me to elaborate, or I'll foot a put up your ass) I wondered what I was going to tell my parents if they asked if there would be drinking involved. I've been pretty open (or at least I think I've been) to my parents about my party-going, and I think they know I'm not an all-out woop-woop, up in herre(!) kind of guy. But before you're 18 you're thinking: "Who should buy me beer?/What should I tell my folks?" etcetcetc. And it was fun to discover that those days were over. I think I chuckled to myself when it dawned on me.

Damn. Can't focus so I won't write no more.

I've to go to sleep, if I'm going to get up tomorrow to watch Hedwig & The Angy Inch.

And nothing else matters when you turn it up loud!

I couldn't have agreed more Pretty Girls Make Graves...

...I couldn't have agreed more.

You can tell by the way I move my feet that I'm a genuine insurrectionary

2004-11-14T01:39:00.000+01:00

Once again... I've found a new band to love. They're called Million Dead and they are depicted(?) in the title of this blog-entry. Can you dig it? Well... How can you not dig it?

I don't like that my lil' bro has stopped roaming the streets of Korgen in the weekends at night... It leaves my with less time to keep the wheels of this windmill of a blog turning. Wow, that was corny. But when you feel like taking a stab at a metaphor, I always think that it's best to do it without putting too much thought into it... Because the outcome is very likely to be funny, or even hilarious.

At this point in life I've come to realize that I'm bored. It's nearly nothing that creates a spark of creativity any more. The guitar-playing has dug itself into a ditch, and I can't seem to progress. And that, aside from homework and TV, is the only thing I occupy myself with these days. The weird thing about this was how this boredom revealed itself to me: I was texting with my dad on my cellphone and I commented that I was bored. Then he sent a number of messages asking me (sort of indirectly) what the root of this boredom was. He seemed very concerned. And I was all "Pfft, there's nothing for him to be concerned about... is there?". Hit me like a bomb it did. And when I came home he called me (sort of indirectly again) depressed... and then he gave me a Snickers-bar. Don't get me wrong here. I'm far from depressed. I'm just bored. It's not like I want to sit down and cry... I just want changes. The roughing of up-things.
But if I end up getting depressed, I'll just think of a line from Pretty Girls Make Graves' - Speakers Push The Air : "Do you remember what the music meant?" And then I'll put my frown upside down, and blast Kings Of Leon - King Of The Rodeo through my stereo.
Let the good times roll, as the Kings say it!

OK. Rambling over.

I'll probably post one more post in an hour or so, but be sure to tune in next week to see if I've done something about this issue of mine.

Peace and Million Dead... I mean Love.

Later.

I AM THE PARTY!

The rising sun will always speak your name

2004-11-07T13:35:00.000+01:00

Ok...

So it's about an hour or so until it's all going down. I'm a bit nervous, but I have to keep up appearances so no one can get the best of me. Nonchalantness is my best friend at the moment, and I must keep that friend close. Other than that... I'm pretty frickin' excited! It's going to be a good day(hopefully),

Now, you might wonder what I'm talking about(I often do so myself), so I might as well tell you: It's the final of Norway's Football/Soccer National Cup! And my team is in there fighting for the cup! Woooooo!
It's Brann vs. Lyn, or Fire vs. Lightning if I were to translate it. And it's going to be brilliant. My team is Fire by the way. And I'm not saying that it's MY team, I just cheer for them.

Well I have to get me some breakfast.

Tudelz

Look at your watch now, you're still a superhot female(she really is)

2004-11-05T20:00:00.000+01:00

Kerplunk!

First of all I would like to apologize for not finding the time to post last weekend. Let's just say blackjack and hookers were involved... Stop looking at me... There really were hookers- OK! There weren't any hookers or blackjack involved... I'm just too lazy/uninspired/clueless/all of the above to get typing, but it's all the same in the end. Yup.

I hate the fact that I'm poor at the moment. The reason is that when I surf the world wide web, I tend to go to a lot of stores to look at stuff I can't afford. Curse you stuff-I-Can't-afford!
Things I've set my eyes on, that I'll buy as soon as I get me some cash include the following:
Dawn Of The Dead (Director's Cut) *It's the remake and I'm achin' to see it!*
3 DVDs for 20£ *Haven't decided which to buy yet, but I'll let ya'll know*
3 books for 15£ *I'm thinking of getting To Kill A Mocking Bird and Choke*
The Bronx - The Bronx *They will most certainly kill us all(without mercy)*

And muchmuchmuchmuchmuchmcuhcmcuhcmuchuccum more.

Oh, I also want The Streets - A Grand Don't Come For Free. It contains one of the most beautiful songs... EVER! It's called Blinded By The Light. I've fallen in love with it. It's goosebumplyfantastic. I tell you, it's creepciting. *raises brow*

Tomorrow I'm going to Mo(FINALLY) to discuss the band, and I'm guessing it'll be funderful. I'm also invited to a birthday-party for someone I don't even know! That's totally rolodex.

Well, I'm out for now.

Later

(Call me Gwen *winkwink*)

This is the dawning of the rest of our lives, on holiday...

2004-10-24T14:33:00.000+02:00

Have anyone else noticed that songs with Holiday in their title, usually rocks? I only have two songs in mind at the moment, but I'm sure this is the case in many other songs. If not then I'd be wrong, and we all know that's just not possible.

I've been having this little project the last week or so. I've decided to really learn to play songs. Not just learn the part of the song I think is cool, like a stompin' riff or facemelting lick, but the whole thing so that I can play along with the songs. So I decided to start out easy, and I learned American Idiot by Green Day. Next on the agenda is... AC/DC - You Shook Me All Night Long. I might be in over my head with this one, but I feel it's the right song. In my next Total Guitar(if I ever get it... Slow buggers) I'll get the opportunity to learn The Clash's London Calling, and I hope to fun it's the whole thing and not just a riff. Right.

Hmm, I seem to be at a loss of words. I know I haven't written about Prague/Berlin yet, but we'll see, if I can be arsed sometime in the future. In the meantime: Please, try the fish.

Peace.

Let me tell you one lesson I've learned / if you want to reach something in life / you ain't gonna get it unless / you give a little bit of sacrifice

2004-10-22T17:56:00.000+02:00

Boy, when I read that post i wrote last weekend I really started to wonder what the hell I was thinking. It's such a weird post, or at least the last thing I wrote about. Crrrazy!

I finished reading The Catcher In the Rye this week, and boy, it killed me. I mean, there were some parts that didn't reach out to me, but it sure was neat. I bought it in Berlin along with Robert Jordan's (I couldn't remember what it was called so I looked it up at Amazon, and I accidently wrote Robert Jordamn... hehe, pitiful humour, I know) Eye Of The World, which is the first book of the Wheel Of Time series. I started reading this series around 3-4 years ago, and I never got any further than the 3rd book or so, so I thought I'd better get a movin' in reading them again, seeing as I remember enjoying them a whole lot. They were creepciting, that's when you mix creepy with exciting; creepciting. Or you can do it the other way around: excreeping. Whatever floats your fish. Anyway, I can't wait to sink my eyes in it.

This week's been pretty tiresome. I was at this military check-up thingy, were they check if you're fit for duty. I was very fit for duty, except for my vision which was 7 out of 9. Seeing as I'm not too into going around with guns shooting people, I applied for the ABC - Firefighter/Rescue-unit as my primary wish, and Medic as my secondary wish. But I can also choose to deny going to the military. If I choose to do so, I'll have to find myself a job that I can have for 13 months to serve as my "civilduty"(rough translation there). To tell you the truth, I haven't made up my mind yet. As of this moment I'm going for the civilduty, but I'm going to look more into the choices I've applied to to see if it really is something for me. Yep, yep.

The stuff I forgot to write about which happened last weekend: Last weekend I got hella-mad. I hadn't been that mad for a long time. I'm not a very 'angry' person, I try to stay positive. But when my mom said that she didn't record Six Feet Under for me, and she'd already said that she was going to record it, I just snapped. I didn't yell at her or anything like that, I just got very upset. I made it obvious that it upset me that she didn't tape it, but I didn't yell. The funny thing about the whole thing, was that when I saw the episode that came after the one I missed, it seemed like it just as well might've been the episode I missed. If that makes any sense whatsoever. The only thing that confused me, was that Claire was with Russell now.
And, boy is The Shield an amazing show! At the end it's like: FOR FUCKS SAKE! Why do I have to wait seven days until I get to see the next fucking episode??!! I want to see it now! ARRGH!
I tell you, its creepciting. I'm just doing the Letterman-approach to introduce new words and phrases to the people.
On that note:

WE HAVE TO PROTECT THIS HOUSE!