If

A couple of years ago someone said something to me but I chose then not to pay attention and to forget it. But apparently I didn’t because a few days ago those words emerged from my memory and so far my attempts to send them back into oblivion are in vain. I remember again that line from a movie: The saddest words are “if only”.

I wish I knew the answer. Not knowing is driving me crazy. I only need to know.

Love to be loved

That sinisterly looking dog is one of the most loving creatures I’ve met. It only took one look in her eyes for her to get on her back with paws in the air waiting for caresses and she got them plenty. The perfect example appearance is deceiving.

Clueless

I can not tell how life is lately. I just know that at the end of each day I feel lucky to have been given another day. I guess that means life’s not bad.

Berlin-July 1st, 2009

Spending a day and a half with Sonja in Berlin was well worth the whole trip.

Düsseldorf-June 29th, 2009

Veni, vidi, reveni

Two concerts out of three-done:

Düsseldorf-June 29th, 2009
Berlin-June 30th, 2009

The band is the same as it was I guess and so is the music. It is I who is different. I couldn’t bear it physically. Time takes its toll and I can’t help that. Wave goodbye indeed.

The king is dead-long live the king

Michael Jackson is dead. He was the first obsession of my very own-I was a MJ fanatic from third ‘till ninth grade. How can I ignore the fact that I started to learn English in the first place primarily because I wanted to write him a letter (and send it where!?; but that was a small detail) and tell him I was his biggest fan (every fan’s favourite delusion). It was a solitary fanship-back then MJ was quite unpopular among Bulgarian kids and by the time the Moonwalker storm swept over my country my taste in music was already undergoing drastic changes. I never looked back but this morning I couldn’t help feeling sad when I read the news about his premature death.

R.I.P.

TR hates Europe

No doubt about that now after he twittered yesterday “Is it bad that I want to go home already after one show in Europe?”

Frankness appreciated but as a European based fan bound to her continent by all sorts of reasons I find truth painful. One of those I-wish-I-could-press-undo moments. How am I supposed to enjoy my upcoming NiN shows knowing TR hates every second of it?! He’s free to feel as it pleases him of course…just as I am free to feel aggrieved by that statement.

Ain't Talkin' 'Bout Dub

And it still sounds smashing after all these years!