ohoh cherie oui

I always start over. I start a diary or sketchbook, I try to keep up, and the next thing I know is that I totally forgot about it. Still, I'm doing the same study I did three years ago and i'm almost graduated. So thats one thing I will (probably) finish. And the best thing; I still like it. Anyway; new blog, same band, same me, new chapter though:

http://www.birdonthewiremusic.tumblr.com/

And the ones that I make pay were never the ones who deserve it
And the ones who deserve it, they'll never understand it.

(Kees van Dongen).

I'm back, will start blogging for my band after the holidays and wont be doing this anymore.
For now I just wanted to tell you to come and visit the festival parade in Amsterdam the coming two weeks. I will be working there, having a blast, everyday till the last weekend when I will be crying while enjoying the concert of the national at lowlands! wonderfullll

Scandinavia

So i am with one of my best friends in a city that never sleeps. Well the sun disappears at 12, and at 2 it is light again.. It is so nice, she is one of the nicest, honest and best people i know. I know few people who are like her, who will never lie, never betray me and just say everything what comes to her mind. Who is not fake, because people can be fake I heard and experienced, she is real. And this is real, and that is why I am writing it although the Internet is not really real.. Anyway, last week I was with my ever best friend Willem (also known as the boyfriend) in Denmark. Everyday we made our way to the beach, to the swimmingpool, to the city of Copenhagen which is a very fashionable, interesting city. To bad I missed Regina Spektor! I saw she was performing there the day before..but it couldnt ruin my days of the two of us, shrek, bikes, design centres, apple cider, little kittens, football, music, books, and so on! One thing bothered me, one of the last days of this perfect week I heard i could do the support for Adam Green. Adam Green, think Moldy Peaches and Babys gonna be alright. I could either go back, or stay. I chose to stay..and no this is not really rock n roll and all, but I really felt I needed this holiday. When I come back there will be the parade, a lovely festival I have been working on for years. It is going to be great, despite from the fact that my world has changed and there are some evil people in Amsterdam, but its alright. I will just ignore it and have fun. There are tons of people out there who are honest and nice, even when you do not expect it. So I really hope we meet again, another day, Adam.. Anyhow I think I made a lovely photodocumentary about my trip, but haven't developed anything yet. I really want to do something with it..who knows. For now lets just listen to this, while I am up hangover but happy in the couch, waiting for me friend to get up so we can explore Gothenburg, go to astrid lindgren land, and eat a lot of knackebrod.

We met Oscar Wilde, Jim Morrison and Edith Piaf.

So tonight we play at the Central Station, Amsterdam

and tomorrow we will leave for Paris!

Tabee!

Summer in Amsterdam

LONDON with Florence, John and Jehn.

Bird on the Wire

so the miss-spellings we had were: bird on a wire, birds on the wire, bird on the wing and the most funny one we heard during our little dutch tour this weekend: birth on a wire. hahahahaha

Best place to rehearse and celebrate summer

pictures as usual and always by Vrederick

The Netherlands.

I love Amsterdam, it is my home and it always will be. I moved away, came back, and probably will move again in a few years. But I'll always come back to this city of my friends, parks, family, music and love.

One thing I really hate about The Netherlands is its politics of the last years. I thought Amsterdam was an exception to the right wing young students, but yesterday I found out it isn't. Amsterdam, built by hippies and the sixties, is supposed to be full of freedom, open-minded people and ideals. Yesterday the leader of VVD, party of snobs and right wing egocentrics, had his speech in our most beloved pop-church of Amsterdam; paradiso. He claimed to be so honored that he stood there, place were the Rolling Stones played and Lady Gaga(yes he tried to be very very modern and hip for god sakes). He ended his speech with ' and we will stop squatting', do not touch anyone's property, blablabla bullshit. In any other city in this tiny narrow minded country I expected applause, but in Amsterdam there was supposed to be boo-ing and chair-throwing. In stead people just stood there, gave him an applause. While his 'so beloved pop temple' paradiso is even a squatted building from origin!

In the end I think most of the dutch youngsters are all justnarrow minded, rich kids. Or they pretend to be. I hate it. I think this would've never happened 40 years ago. They just stand there in their 'punk' tshirts, bought at H&M, and in the end of the day they all go home, on their vespa's, to their parents paid houses and pretentious shitt.

http://www.myspace.com/coloursband
especially Desert Dessert

Off to the sea