( Dec. 6th, 2006 09:42 am)
I've gotten a new passion: Going to conserts with bands I have no experience with! First it was Molvær, which was amazing, and yesterday it was Laibach! It was so cool and the consert was brilliant. THe beer tasted like heaven (or at least not Ringnes), the people were great ([livejournal.com profile] grimgram and [livejournal.com profile] aj_stalin and Thomas, I love you guys!), and the all over mood was just swee-he-he-heet! Oh, and I found that I like Laibach.

Also, [livejournal.com profile] aj_stalin I will love you forever for this christmas present. So brilliant!

Of course I'm all tired now, but that is to be expected...

Signing out to do work stuff. See, I can be good at my job... ;)

I'm faith I'm faith, I so rock! )
So, this Friday I went to see Nils Petter Molvær with [livejournal.com profile] mirazandar at her suggestion. And it was the best concert I've been to in my life. When we entered the concert hall, the place was half-full and we got two seats down on the dance floor. Slowly the place filled up with the young and hip crowd of Norway and the two of us felt slightly out of place. The sound-guy insisted on playing what turned out to be a sort of beat in the background instead of music for about an hour and a half while we waited for the band. But, just as I thought I was entering hell, it turned out that this was done to make the concert experience all the sweeter. Not that we needed two hours of hell to feel the absolute sweetness that is Molvær, but it didn't hurt. They entered the stage, lights dimmed and suddenly this amazing techno beat started, the light shows behind the band was spectacular in a Zeromancer-style and the music, the music made you forget where you were, who you were and how much time had passed. It was an experience I'm not able to describe in words without sounding melodramatic, so I will quit trying.

Unfortunately, when me and [livejournal.com profile] mirazandar exited the concert we decided to go out and meet people. Giddy from the experience we entered a small pub called Cacadou, and let the magic of the concert be replaced by the questionable "magic" of watching extremely drunk old men attempt to hit on us, with loud music banging in our ears and with too many people crushed into to little space. Redeeming factors: [livejournal.com profile] lazerjulie and [livejournal.com profile] aj_stalin. Safe to say we went home a little early (2 am) and talked into the night. But parts of me wished we'd gone home straight after the concert.

Saturday was a lovely day of Jenter, øl og sigarer (Girls, beer and cigars) an arragement this year hosted by me where larp-girl go to chat about important things with pizza, chocolate, chips and obscene amounts of alcohol. Safe to say it was super.

Sunday I spent waking up, enjoying my headache from the day before, then cleaned up after it and went to [livejournal.com profile] aj_stalins mum's place where we watched Carnivale and drank whisky till the early hours of the morning. Or, that is what we would have done if I hadn't thrown the first glass of whisky of the evening on my computer much like chicks in chickflicks and soap operas throw on male characters. My computer luckily mostly recovered the next day and so it works, if parts of the screen is irredeemably damaged. The world sucks! Instead we drank a smaller amount of whisky and watched old Friends episodes till the early hours of morning, so it was still nice.

Why is this the ultimate weekend post? I don't know, maybe because it includes drinking on both Friday, Saturday and Sunday? Or maybe because it is so long? I don't know, you tell me. Still tired...

Oh, and look at my new icon. Isn't it smashing?
In April. Ticket sales open on the 6th of November. So, how many tickets are we buying? Who´s coming with me to see this amazing band? ([livejournal.com profile] akselwestlund and [livejournal.com profile] mirazandar you are excused because though your appalling lack of taste in music make you unable to see the amazingness that is nin. The rest of you Norwegians however, better show!)
( May. 16th, 2006 02:05 pm)
I just finished reading through my big bachelor essay for the last time, saved it and said: Now, I'm done. This means that I should be reading for my other exam which is in two weeks, but since I am a slob, I've been on the internet the last hour instead. Now I feel bad, but I can't focus. I think I'll take the day off and recharge my studying batteries rather than feeling bad for not being able to study. Yes, I'll do that.

On a different note. I just realized that I haven't seen a few of you people on my friends list in person. Can't you all post pics of yourself in my journal so that I can see what you look like? It would be fun, come on! It goes for the people I have met as well, I just wanna watch pictures...

I went to the greatest belle and sebastian concert on Sunday. And not only did I give Stuart a kleenex so he could blow his nose in it, I also requested a song (which they didn't play, but at least he talked to me about it on stage) and then got the set list at the end. I loved it! :) And they played all my other favourites, so I guess I shouldn't be too disappointed that they didn't play "meat and potatoes"...apparently very few people know and love that song like I do... :(

( Mar. 8th, 2006 11:35 am)
Have a lovely women's liberation day everybody! And remember to pop by Blitz and watch me (ehm...I mean us) play tonight!
( Mar. 7th, 2006 11:50 am)
Blargh! I'm sick. :( Tomorrow I have my first concert with Slippery Nipples, and today I can hardly move. Life sucks! Incidentally, all you people have to come see the concert at Blitz in Oslo tomorrow around 9pm. If you do not show, concider yourself a douchebag!
So yesterday was a great day! Slow day at work followed by dinner at a restaurant, beer and then a lovely concert. I saw Trashcan Darlings, who rocked as no glam rock band has ever rocked before! I kid you not, it was one of the best concerts I've been to in my life.

First band
Crappy german band I can't remember the name of. Crappy music dulled by gifts of beer!

Second band
One of the best all-girl-rock-bands I've ever seen! When they went on stage and hadn't finished their sound check and tuning I thought "oh no, not another crappy band", but then they started playing the ass off the entire audience. Ah, hardrock with a hint of blues and glam, lovely! More beer ensued.

Trashcan Darlings
When band number two had finished playing, a large white sheet was erected to hide the stage. And then Trashcan started playing. Intense glamrock, totally on time and in tune, these guys were tight! And the music rocked! I was singing "Johnny is a drag queen" and "I just want to die" the entire night. Also, one has to love any band who will hang silver banana-hammocks on their heads and have a seriously overweight santa in a very small thong giving out free dvds (even though I didn't get any).

But all was not well in concertland
First of all, I'd forgotten my drivers license, again. Of course they ask me for id, and I'm like: But I have my student card, and they're all like: That is not good enough, so I say: Oh my God, I can't believe this is happening! I'm twenty one for chrissake! so he goes: okay, what's your birthday and star sign? So I tell him and he lets me in.

Then there was this intensely psycho bitch who kept pushing everyone and for some reason decided that the person she wanted to mess with was the guy who stood next to me, so I was in absolute probability of getting beat up by either the guy or the girl. Annoyment ensued and I ripped her hand of the guys hair as she tried to drag him off the dance floor. She nearly beat me up, but missed and hit the girl next to me. Then she was thrown out to much rejoicing.

When Trashcan played I got two elbows in the face and approximately eight people jumped on my right foot. I was wearing army boots (thankfully) so I survived. I barely survived the christmas tree though. The band threw a Christmas tree off the stage and where did it land? oh yeah, foot first on my head. I still have a bothersome headache, but since I remember my name and the fact that the boss of IMF is the evil in the world, I guess I haven't gotten really hurt.

Then, when I tried to get into Elm after the concert, I was asked to show my ID. Go back to first paragraph under this heading.

All in all a lovely evening!




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