Missed concerts are the true tragedy of the modern age. All those built up hopes, bought tickets and arranged plans dashed under overwhelming opposing forces, unbeatable odds, stupid fucking southern swedish public transportation ( Read more... )

How I long for music. It's gone from a general nuisance to an ache in my body, from a vague need to a conviction that 3000 kr less isn't such a large sum to withdraw from my account. I need to wash away all traces of mix megapol with melting casio keys, all those pointless melodies with Moreno's whispers ( Read more... )

This might just be one of the most deliciously absurd lyrics I've come across, like some twisted hybrid between Palahniuk at his worst and one of Gaimans more absurd short stories.

( Enjoy )

I can't even remember the last time I posted here, what with Roskilde and Johan's vacation and the computer having to be rebooted. So where should I start...

( Midsummer )

Five posts in one day on Rule Britannia. That's got to be a record for at least the past four or five months...

Also, observe what I'm listening to, download and be taken aback by Placebo's latest album. I have seriously been underestimating this band.

Spent this morning listening to Tool and waiting for Plupp to arrive. I don't think I've ranted about this record here before, and in that case I apologize profusely and promise never to let it happen again, cause 10 000 Days is fucking incredible!

It takes all the wrath and melodrama of Lateralus, fuses it with the strong melodies of Aenima to ( Read more... )

I finally finished organizing my entire music folder, complete with genre, comments and playlists.

Mwahahahahahhahahahahahahahahaha!

( Music meme )

Yesterday evening was spent playing Street Fighter and Zelda:Link To The Past with John on his Super Nintendo, as well as watching the Star Wars clip with the insult dog. Good times good times... and hey, I did actually manage to study a bit before that... a bit ( Read more... )

Brief pause from the argument from sufficient reason. Before I Forget makes me go all tingly inside and do silly dances in the living room... and also headbang until the bookshelf threatens to come down.

I love my dreads. It's like they're naturally made just for wreaking havoc or something...