I desided to try out an idea. I know that norwegian isn't the most widespread language in the world, and in that case I'll try to translate some of my posts. When I feel like it. Probably never. The original blog, however, is found here.

mandag 13. februar 2012

Here a man man's own kin. He turned his back and his own people shot him

I've noticed that I've been posting a lot of outfits recently, it's just so darned fun.


I hope this snapshot will help balancing it out a bit.


As well as this video. I got my lives best eargasm out of it. Not only is Patti Smith looking better than ever, but holy macaroni, fucking Tom Verlaine joins in!

mandag 6. februar 2012

Så stod våren utanför. I värmen blev din klänning helt förstörd



I like the fact that 90% of my jackets used to belong to my dad. My ultimate favourite jacket was given to me three years ago, and during that time it's become more holes than fabric. I didn't dare to post a picture of the jacket's current state, as it looks like I have a penis in that particular image.


Embarrassing. Well, since it's dangerous to walk outside without ten pounds of isolation on your body, I've started to use a sheep as clothing instead.



In case anybody was wondering.

Psychic Confusion

Geek-alarm, especially for those who's not the least bit interested in Sonic Youth, Lydia Lunch or the 1970's New York music scene in general.

The thing is that I'm reading a book. I'm reading a book about just that; post punk, no wave, Sonic Youth, Patti Smith, Brian Eno, you name it. Just read the book goddamnit!

Just kidding, just read these excerpts. No pressure, just read them!


Lydia Lunch has got to be my greatest idol, in exception of all my other idols of course.



To be even more boring and lame, I'll add an interview to this soup as well, since I guess only 1>persons bothered to read the words I posted, included myself. Alright, I do have some faith in the humanity,  just have a bigger faith in Dixie. Right now i.e., I have great belief in the fact that she has to poop, so I think we're going out to do so. That is, Dixie is going to poop, I'll just watch. You can watch yourself, if you want to - at the interview that is!



Oh lord, what's to become of me.

Yo

I found one of my old sweaters in my closet the other day. I must say I'm amazed it still fits me.


I was about to ask why the hell I always look like I'm 14 years old, but I realized it may have something to do with the fact that all my sweaters has got cartoon characters printed on them.


But hey, is that such a big deal? I gotta say I love getting asked for ID wherever I go.

søndag 29. januar 2012