the party war geil.

the party last night was fun, very. the best one so far.
janis played our, for the occasion finished, material which worked well and had us dancing all night.

now we're off to the by heart gig somewhere near schönhauser allee.

hurry hurry

janis has arrived at our frankfurter allee

our good friend and star dj -- DJ janis and her sister has come to visited us for a few days.
they woke me up at 8 in the morning and asked for our guest mattresses right away. they hadn't gotten any sleep on the bus they'd been on for about 10 hours cos of the only snoring person on the bus sitting right next to them.

janis is here to dj at the sweden sweden party at magnet club tonight. first a pre-party at our place and then off to the club itself.
it's gonna be fun.. it was the last time i attended it.

band-wise it also gonna be interesting as janis is gonna play a few tracks that we're working on to see how they work.
as we're not doing that many concerts at the mo, it's fun to try other forums.

party time

I'm back

So, now I'm back in Berlin and now the working starts for me to.

PS. good night John.

the return of olle

sitting here in the studio after another night of creativity.
olle just said hello after sleep. strange, since i've almost gotten used to olle's room being empty.

oops., now i lied.. i kind of slept there while he was gone. he got such a nice big and comfy bed.

btw -- says he's gonna try and keep a a proper being-up-in-the-day-instead-of-night-sleeping rhythm now...
ha! we'll see how that'll go

now i'll leave the studio to him while i get some sleep.

the return of gustav

came in the door yesterday afternoon and gave me a hug. been almost a week which is pretty long for people used to living together.

his arrival immediately ment some work... we were both up early this morning, this cos of having to attend a tv-show for an interview and performance. which was nice, might i ad.

now we're sitting here in our kitchen going thru some material before heading into the studio.

studio words...

at the moment joel is next to me singing like hell. since we're working in our apartment instead of in some remote studio i must wonder if we're both gonna get killed by our neighbours. but no worries now.. work to be done.
which sounds good btw.
the camp (although without olle this week) is in working spirit.
lyrics and music composing is fun when exercised the wright way.
also the feeling of that what you're working on is one of "the better ones" is fanatically fine, poor others though.

good night (both versions intended)

nice creative hours have passed. time for bed now though.
last few days has been similar too, wonder why... maybe cos i know a mr. certain singer will arrive from stockholm tomorrow.
we gotta have some material to work with, otherwise not much is happen you know.

welli welli, we wish gustav a pleasant flight, and me some deep sleep to be able to clean up this mess a little before his return :)

good night.

germany, oh sweet germany. pt 2

are they f*****g kidding me?

they could apparently not find my ENORMOUS guitar case. furthermore no one was willing to take a stroll over to the site with me. no chance they said. i find this a bit too german for my taste but i still kept pretty calm, at least i have no gig to attend to. if so then i’d definitely been more unwilling to oblige to this stupidity.
now though.. i can at least be happy that i won’t have to carry that heavy case all the way home. they’ll supposedly deliver it to my door step within days.
lastly i can tell that i just missed the big comfortable trains into the city. now i’m writing this sitting on the never ending s-bahn trains of hell.

germany, oh sweet germany. pt. 1

sitting outside berlin’s schönefeld airport. just arrived with my flight from stockholm.
it suddenly strikes me very strong that i’m back in germany the following events took place.

i was waiting in vain for my luggage, which basically contains of my guitar in its case.
after all others luggage had arrived on the track-thingy i tried to look if they were still gonna load any more on. peeked through the opening only to see that there was no more loading going on.
just as i was about to pull my head back out i spot my guitar case laying off the track. apparently gotten stuck and fallen off.
i try to reach for it but just as i’m about to get a good grip the door closes on me. the door for the luggage track opening that is. since the door scares me a bit i pull myself out.. who knows if that thing has any sensors for stopping upon contact?.. i pull my head out just in time... think of the ending of that show set at the fort bayard on the french riviera.
the door was now shut. i laugh about it with some german guys and then goes to ask the closest airport personnel in sight. the customs lady that very harshly briefs me that she can't allow anyone to open the door for me to get the guitar, but that i instead have to walk to another hall to the lost and found luggage disk.
crap i though... leaving the arrivals area. tried to talk 2 other employees of the airport to see if it could be fixed a simpler way... but NOOOO .. it couldn't
upon arrival at the lost and found they first told me that i had to wait for a while. i said that my case could very easily get sorted if i just got help immediately.
help came on its way. i explained the situation and the guy made a phone call.. told me i have to wait for another 30 min while they are gonna try and find my “missing” luggage that i gave an exact address to.
now in this very moment i’m sitting outside writing this to calm down a bit.. my gosh.. it actually works very well.. now the half n hour is gone and i should go there again.

to be continued...

you suck, or do i?

i’ve now been enlightened with the fact that we actually played three songs at marc’s wedding.. even four counting the special performance at the ceremony.
all i remember is me complaining about olle playing so poorly. but the aftermath all indicates that one should not be too fast in making judgements in whom is the crappier performer.

post-wedding thoughts.

just woke up out of a alcoholic sleep.

yesterday's event was really fun for me. it's was my first one which made it maybe even a tiny bit more special.
the weather was nice with only a very few rain drops falling for about 10 sec.

location was on årsta holmar, two small islands in the middle of two bridges in the south-centre of the city. the ceremony, which olle and i played a very minor part in, was nice too. our part consisted of playing something for 30 seconds as background music to a transition between something. that was basically the explanation given to us, so when it was presented to the crowd that olle and i, representing the band, was welcomed on stage to play the new piece of music written for the couple we (understandably) started to sweat a little.
but, everything was totally fine.
later in the eve we, upon request, performed a few two (or was it three?, actually i had a bit too much to drink to remember) songs to the screaming crowd. fun fun.

food and drinks was good. all in all this was a delightful first wedding experience.

best wishes to the couple.

in-flight blogging. budapest-sthlm

sad to have budapest already. the town has won a rightful place in my geographical heart chamber.
sitting on the plane to stockholm. the guys are all there and i'm looking forward to meeting them all tomorrow at marc's wedding.

it'll be a short visit though, 4 days. 1 for the wedding and the rest for family and friends. i must wonder how this it's gonna feel to be back on familiar soil again.
well i guess i'll see that soon, pilot says only 20 min remain now. cool.

seatbelt sign just came on. time to go.