Colours

Life's what you make it. Right now it feels good to be me.

Too late

Yesterday, despite the cruel burning sun, I felt the chills of a post-gig depression creeping in my mind. And I found the perfect weapon to fight it: but of course, how didn’t I think about that earlier!? I’ll go to one of the farewell USA concerts! I have time! I can get a visa in a month…I guess; I have to try at least. Nothing’s final ‘till it’s final. Good! I feel better already.

So I went back home, clicked on the tour page and…ah! But of course, I should’ve guessed that too: everything is sold out.

Merde!

Just for the record

Last night after posting the vague and disturbing "I believe I've done all I care to do here at this point. Flesh and reality and silence are calling." message TR deleted his Twitter account. I’m worried. And I certainly see no contradiction here with my previous post. To be starstruck is one thing; to see or at least to be left with the impression there’s something wrong going on with someone important for you is another. Hopefully it's all in my head...as usual.

Kind of stupid but...

In the early afternoon before the Berlin show I and Sonja left the pre-sale line and went on a quest for water (it was hot as hell). On our way back a girl intercepted us and asked with a frantic touch in her voice and eyes:
- OMG! Did you see Trent?
- Huh? Where?!
I couldn’t help to look around as if Trent was hiding in the bushes.
- He just passed us by in a car! OMG! I can’t believe it was him inside!
And all I could think of was “OMG! I don’t give a fuck!”

Memories…

The final countdown

I’m leaving tomorrow for the last concert in my unfulfilled career as a NIN groupie :) Hope it goes well.

Judith-NIN remix

Haven’t listened to that one for quite a time but this morning I made up for it:

Bad hair day

Two stray cats hiding from the rain in a dumped armchair:

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.