Soms wilde ik dat ik Buffy the Vampire Slayer had ontdekt als 11 jarig meisje. Denk zigzag scheidingen, punkvampiers met geblondeerd haar a la Sid Vicious, spagetti hempjes in turquoise om niet te spreken over de strakke kettinkjes (ofwel nep tattoo's), wicca's en bands met zangeressen die allemaal leken op Alanis Morissette. Ja zelfs K's choice stond een keer in the Bronze.
Goed nu weer aan de studie en vanaf morgen verhuizen en werken en muziek maken en af en toe een normale post op mijn blog postten want dat is klaarblijkelijk leuk.
Monday, 29 March 2010
Sunday, 28 March 2010
Saturday, 27 March 2010
Thursday, 25 March 2010
Gilbird Words
Birds, paradiso, rooftop parties till early in the morning, beer, popsicles, enjoy:
http://soundcloud.com/birdonthewire/live-at-paradiso-guilbird-and-words
Also tomorrow there is an exhibition of Willem (vrederick) at Meneer de Wit. Opening starts at 20.00
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Wednesday, 24 March 2010
Tuesday, 23 March 2010
Monday, 22 March 2010
Saturday, 20 March 2010
Paleisje
I am moving out of my house. I've lived there for two years, with two of my best friends. Its a lovely, save, big house. Now its time to live on my own for half a year.
They were looking for someone in their massive apartment. My sister was first choice, because the lovely girl on the second level is a friend of hers. My sister lives in Berlin, is travelling around, so she doesnt need a house yet. Thats why I got it.
Its lovely. Its massive. Its old, very old. Classic. Out of my window I can see the canal with boats floathing. Above my two windows there are two lions. Its old, 19th century I quess. I am trying to make it my own little palace. I have to be carefull not to turn into a grandma.

They were looking for someone in their massive apartment. My sister was first choice, because the lovely girl on the second level is a friend of hers. My sister lives in Berlin, is travelling around, so she doesnt need a house yet. Thats why I got it.
Its lovely. Its massive. Its old, very old. Classic. Out of my window I can see the canal with boats floathing. Above my two windows there are two lions. Its old, 19th century I quess. I am trying to make it my own little palace. I have to be carefull not to turn into a grandma.
Friday, 19 March 2010
Wednesday, 17 March 2010
Tuesday, 16 March 2010
Tonight Tonight
Tonight will be my first performance since four months, and I'm nervous. I am not a natural stage person, sometimes I would like to be the one in the back. On one hand I really don't want to be the one that sings, the one that talks, the one that smiles. On the other hand I know deep down I love it. But I have to get used to it again.
There was a time we went performing a few times a week, and I got used to it. I enjoyed it very much. I am excited about tonight. Show my songs to my friends, having my first gig with the best band I have ever played in. Yesterday Nina, Thijs and me rehearsed all day in a little shed on a farm outside Amsterdam. There were loads of old 60s cars outside, chickens and ducks, and the best of all; six (!) cats. I love cats.
So I am sure it is going to be fun tonight, we are going to have a blast. Yes yes yes. Only five hours to go. And I am nervous. In a good way.
There was a time we went performing a few times a week, and I got used to it. I enjoyed it very much. I am excited about tonight. Show my songs to my friends, having my first gig with the best band I have ever played in. Yesterday Nina, Thijs and me rehearsed all day in a little shed on a farm outside Amsterdam. There were loads of old 60s cars outside, chickens and ducks, and the best of all; six (!) cats. I love cats.
So I am sure it is going to be fun tonight, we are going to have a blast. Yes yes yes. Only five hours to go. And I am nervous. In a good way.
Sunday, 14 March 2010
Saturday, 13 March 2010
Friday, 12 March 2010
Thursday, 11 March 2010
Wij zijn lekker toch veel koeler dan jij.
You’re reading Fitzgerald, you’re reading Hemingway
They’re both super-smart and drinking in the cafĂ©.
They’re both super-smart and drinking in the cafĂ©.
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