No Wave sunday

In our apartment we don't have any living room, but we do share the kitchen. We usually spend our friday or/and saturday night around our kitchen table, while we discuss the big questions of life, but most importantly which of us who has a bigger shot at Slim Twig.

Beer before wine might make you feel fine, but beer before wine before beer before rum and coke (pepsi max) makes you play spin the bottle. The result of it all kinda looks like this:

In norwegian, a handlebar mustache is called snurrebart, which is the story behind the name of my blog, as bartesnurr translates to mustache twirl.

One of the first mustaches I drew/one of the most failed mustaches I've drawn/the mustache I wore when I met CocoRosie:

HELLOOOO.

But yeah, today is sunday. Like on most sundays, I'm wearing yesterdays (which in fact is fridays) make up and feel sore in my entire body. Usually I feel sore from dancing the night before, but this time I'm sore from cleaning, as we had a cleaning day yesterday. I chose scrubbing the bathroom while listening/digging to Buddy Holly, Röyksopp and various others.

Today I've decided to devote my day to music. As a matter of principle I never download music, but I had to make an exception today, since it's No Wave Sunday after all. A No Wave Sunday should be pretty self explanatory, but this album (on spotify) is a quite good example.

What I was about to say was that I came across this blog which basically is a no wave treasure chest with free download of music, such as this song:



Oh man, how I love No Wave Sundays.