
fredag den 30. april 2010
Sometimes it may seem melancholy on the surface

onsdag den 28. april 2010
The Girl From The North Country


A tale of affection in a faraway land in a faraway state of affairs. Embroiled in the simple innoncence of youth, mystified by the passing clouds of a distant springtime somwhere not too far off in the recent past.
In the midst a sullen mist I gazed into your speechless face
The trepid tidings of times vanished without so much as a trace
I saw in your blue eyes vestiges of valour long since departed
Vexations of fate, truths that left me disheartened.
Into the dawns drizzle I stared, awestruck by its silence
The serene subtlety of speed defying the odds of dependable science
I saw upon your blood red lips inevitability carved in stone
Vindications of trait, potentials I wished I could own
In the spartan confines of a mirror I gazed at the pale form staring back
The circular crescendo of calamity served on a platinum platter
I saw in the nonchalance of your mien, futility and her slammed doors
Vociferous notions of hope, frozen waters neath my ship’s oars
søndag den 18. april 2010
Mixtape mania: Mixed In Minutes: Pre rave @ Allan's :


Elevate me to my individuality, rob me of my conformity

Through fiery earth and pouring rain, the spring’s thaw
I did wish to envisage this poignant transgression
Subtle in its vengeance, rabid in its regression
I never did bear witness to the simple sinfulness of conformity
Alone and maladroit, devoid of the slightest dignity
I did hope to embrace this delicate, derided passion
Subdued by her wit, mighty in her right
I never did pay homage to the wilfulness of indignity
Acrid and putrid, a horse tail hair short of insanity
I never did smooch this imbued pilgrimage
Eroded, exhausted and enshrined in the wispy plumage of this adage
I did bear witness to this ship sinking
And rallied with the decadent masses, and their malevolent manners
I did watch the slipstream slip beneath my feet.
And into the wilderness we wandered, meek, minute and mild.
mandag den 29. marts 2010
Method man, As seen at Stor Vega, 25th March 2010


An entertainer of the people
I arrived at Vega shortly after Method Man and his crew took to the stage, to a pulsating, sweaty concert hall where the 37 year old rapper clearly had the audience in the palm of his hand. A maestro at theatrics and the general art of stage entertainment, Method Man made sure that Thursday’s concert wasn’t merely about the music, but moreso about the entire shebang itself. In addition to neatly woven stanzas of raw, point blank, clear-cut mic-spitting antics, Vega’s audience were treated to one cheery eyed rendition after another, and frequently asked to sing along to chosen snippets.
Highlights
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bGGez0CObXs
One of the sing along tunes of the night, peppy and jubilant with a solid piano riff in the background
søndag den 21. marts 2010
Full On Fiery Ferry For Your Fire


It’s not everyday that one earns the privilege of being able to see one of the world’s top 10 Dj’s perform live. Friday the 5th of March was hence, a special night in all respects, as Ferry Corsten took to the stage in the city of
I arrived at the venue midway through Corsten’s set, to a scene of rampant chaos and merry making, as Corsten unleashed a canny blend of electro-influenced trance to a frenzied crowd. A maestro of crossover music styles, Corsten changed gear gradually through the course of the night, upping the bpms and raising the tempo from electro-heavy trance to a more uplifting, euphoric blend of the genre he’s come to master over the course of his deejaying career.
Highlights of the night included several tracks off his latest album “twice in a blue moon” plus evergreen classics such as “ Everything is Beautiful,” The “lowlands” festival’s anthem of choice (check out the carnage this scorcher caused below : )
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_S_kAwT5T_o
As energetic and active as always, Corsten barely stood still for a single second in his entire performance, candidly miles away in his own musical universe as he waved his hands wildly in the air and stared blankly into the misty blueness of the club ceiling. He signed off at around 2 am, and though the acts that came after him were decent enough, they were nowhere near Ferry in terms of the atmosphere they created.
Check out some of Ferry’s hottest productions to date after the jump:
* Arguably Corsten’s best remix to date; a classic tune given a masterful touch of grace and sophistication.
Dj Tiesto and Ferry Corsten: Gouryella
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tuUX_8a3dDU
System F: Out Of The Blue
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qgx_V0So0qk
*A masterpiece off part of Corsten’s second solo project work under the alias System F that soared into the
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=04Uuarao5hM&feature=channel
* The title says enough. A trademark Corsten number, euphoric, hands-in the air stuff through and through.
Ferry Corsten: Beautiful (Official Video)
* The lowland’s festival anthem of choice.
* One of the more sentimental numbers in the Ferry ensemble, this one inspires tears of elation and reflection upon every listen.
søndag den 7. februar 2010
Me gusta cuando callas (Pablo Neruda)

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y me oyes desde lejos, y mi voz no te toca.
Parece que los ojos se te hubieran volado
y parece que un beso te cerrara la boca.
Como todas las cosas están llenas de mi alma
emerges de las cosas, llena del alma mía.
Mariposa de sueño, te pareces a mi alma,
y te pareces a la palabra melancolía.
Me gustas cuando callas y estás como distante.
Y estás como quejándote, mariposa en arrullo.
Y me oyes desde lejos, y mi voz no te alcanza:
déjame que me calle con el silencio tuyo.
Déjame que te hable también con tu silencio
claro como una lámpara, simple como un anillo.
Eres como la noche, callada y constelada.
Tu silencio es de estrella, tan lejano y sencillo.
Me gustas cuando callas porque estás como ausente.
Distante y dolorosa como si hubieras muerto.
Una palabra entonces, una sonrisa bastan.
Y estoy alegre, alegre de que no sea cierto