Sunday, December 31, 2006

1 "I do I do all that I could, I do I do all that i should"



this album starts with a rhythm that turns in to a locomotive that runs sometimes fast sometimes slow, but always like a train; steady, safe and devoted through the whole album.

so what happened,
well i was too restless and to curios to stay a punker for the rest of my life therefore i listened to roxrevyen on NRK to get those long sought after new impulses that can be so scarce when you grow up in a town like Kirkenes,or any small town, and one evening it was there, 22 Pistepirkko´s "Rumble City La La Land", and the train started up and i thought to my self "I´ll rather be on that train than stand here at the station", and what a ride it has been, not only great concerts, nice albums before and after rumble city, but also to get to know the guys, etc.
but first of all this album that is so great that everyone should own a copy and join the ride; flout through "Oo my head", rock with "Tokyo tiger", get carried away by "Snowy Dave", go to the top with "Gimme some water" and be led safely to the ground after soaring by "Coffee girl".

the album is soon sold out, the Bands web shop have some copies left, and shops have it but soon it will be sold out,
the company is planing to re-releases it as a double with extras, but till then,

løp og kjøp,

thanks for following, and commenting, please continue,

a happy new year to all of you,

love,

Herr W

Friday, December 29, 2006

Herr W the collector, part 2

i don´t collect vinyl, i collect music, and that´s actually two different things. The way i see it you can collect vinyl without owning a turntable, but you can´t, in my case, collect music without owning one, coz i happen to buy most of my music on vinyl.
the thing with collecting music on vinyl, is that you can buy a lot of music cheap(that goes for the second hand vinyl), you can dig in to labels one have only read about etc.
the bad thing about collecting music on vinyl is that you hardly buy any new albums, and if you do they will be very expensive.

going home to kirkenes for x-mas didn´t only bring me to my family buy it also reunited me with my collection, here lucky withno8 and no 6 from the countdown.

though the best thing with buying vinyl is that i can wear my home made vinyl bag...


yours,

herr w

Saturday, December 23, 2006

2 "I wish I could cry on demand, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo"



The best album released in 06 is also the second best album i own.
And i had been waiting for this album, i was so ready for it and when it came bought it and ran home to find out what the boys had put together this time, and what came out of my speakers was a set of nice songs, and i thought ; OK so that´s it nice songs, well i can live with that, but after a while they started to grow and before i knew it Gomez´s How We Operate was all i could think of, it was simply the best the best album i had heard in years, it was even close to knock down my all time No1, but i didn´t, and you have to wait till new years eve to find out what that is,

till then i wish you all a merry x-mas,

and see you again in a week,

Yours,

Herr W

Friday, December 22, 2006

Herr W the collector, Part 1

Yes i´m a collector, i guess some are and i got it bad, i collect all kinds of stuff and the funny thing about collecting is that when you have collected for some time and look at what you have bought over the years it tell not only the story about you collection but also the story about you and how your focus have changed and how you have managed to specialise with in the a curtain thing, like me; i started collecting tableware from the 70s then i went to collect only one label and now i only collect this one decor which you can see from the pic.

The thing with this decor is that i don´t know anything about it except from the info i can find underneath the teapot:
UNIQUE,
HAND PAINTED,
EGERSUND
NORWAY
DESIGN:
K. BLOKK JOHANSEN
1973
DETERGEN PROOF
And that's about it. Well i know that Porsgrunn Porselen bought Egersund in the mid70s and had it shut down.
I don´t know what pieces this set holds and i can´t find it anywhere either, so everytime i find a new piece it´s like x-mas and it was when i on Wednesday entered fretex in Kirkenes and found two pieces that i didn´t know existed; a bowl for sugar and two coffee cups, from before i had only teacups, and those of you who know me well know that i´ll rather have bad coffee instead of good tea, so i was nice to finally find coffee cups.


What will i find next?
nobody knows.
but if anyone knows anything about this decor please let me know.

yours
Herr W

Sunday, December 17, 2006

3 "När jag blir nyfiken står tiden still"



few things makes me angrier than people that thinks that Bob Hund is some kind of joke, or a humour band, coz they are not,
there is a lot of humour to them, but you don´t have to look very close to discover the beauty, seriousness and the melancholy that makes this band
and their album "Omslag: Martin Kann" to one of the best at least in my world.

The first song i heard from this album was "Düsseldorf" and i thought i was up for a party when i bought the CD, but soon discovered the bitter sweetness
that runs through it all, by the way; the same bitter sweetness that keeps me playing it over and over again ten years later.

yes my friends we have entered the top tree,

and i think i can hear 07 knocking ,

stay tuned,

love,

Herr W

Wednesday, December 13, 2006

Papa`s got a brand new bag,

Nothing is like buying a new bag,
first you have to decide what this bag is for and what buttons you are going to wear, etc.
The buttons are one Atomic Moonboots (my good friend Ted Helmets imaginary band, said to be the best in the world) the one from my good friend Espens less imaginary photopage Heia Espen.

my new bag used to be in the army but it is retired now, at least it only used to contain a gas mask and not ammo.
now it contains my note book, pen, sewing kit, headset and two carbine hooks.

so now me and my bag are hanging out , we go to concerts, bars, have coffee and buy x-mas presents.

here on the way to work with line5.



yours,

Herr W.

Sunday, December 10, 2006

4 "The innocence of sleeping children dressed in white and slowly dreaming stops all time"



no it can´t be! only 4 Sunday's left of 06, well, then it have to be a good record in this space and it is,
Cure´s "Faith" is one hell of a record, i was released the very year i was born, and contains some of the best cure songs ever like "All cats are gray" and "The funeral party",
when i first discovered it i found it so great that i couldn't listen to it, still i loved it so much that i had to, so i ended up listening to it only once a week and that was Saturday night, then i would play the vinyl and look at the the gatefold sleeve, yes you heard right a gatefold sleeve, but it wasn´t released with a gatefold sleeve you say, oh yeah it was, in two country's; Australia and Norway!
and i got the Norwegian edition, of course,

see you next Sunday,

yours

Herr Wollmann

Sunday, November 26, 2006

6 "Shine brave captain you´ll do the right thing when you put the wrong thing right."




"Trust us" is the best motorpsycho album, and it marks that it´s six Sundays left of 2006, some might even say that it´s the last motorpsycho album.
i always play it very loud and it takes me to a new place every time, to protect my self i therefore only play it 5 or 6 times a year, and writing about it here reminds me of that it´s time to undust it and play it really loud,

so excuse me while i kiss the sky,

yours,

Herr W.

Tuesday, November 21, 2006

thank you nille



, in my life there are thousands of things i always have to buy, pick up, do, clean, pay for, etc, and i just realized that if i were to get all this things done i would still not have time before i die of age, like pick up the amp. that a friend takes care of in Bergen and been doing so for the last two years, or replace the beers i stole from Ms A this week. but then again it feels so good when i occasionally get one or two of these things done, like to day when i actually remembered to buy two plastic baskets for my 7".
to be honest i felt so good that i rewarded my self with the latest Hellacopters LP "Rock & Roll is dead" right now i have only played the A-side but that holds for me!

then it was Saturday, and i went to Herr O´s place he just moved to this part of town and it turned out to be right around the corner from me,
on our way out somebody found out that there was some loose boards by the door out of the backyard and guess who had to go down it to the dark...
well it was fun and i don´t think anyone have been down there for a while,


we found a bar with a jukebox, and and i played some Zappa then home to drink more and talk about all the things that old books on custom lists as issues to be avoided;
politics, art, science, and we added sex.



the best time you have drinking with friends is the ones when you don´t make plans.

Me and Herr JHK have talked about hiring an office, and to day we took action by checking out some, there were big ones and small ones,
and some how i think this might be a good thing,

to be continued,

now i need to see if i still remember the tune i made on my keyboard some minutes ago, i guess this whole office thing made me want to create things, coz we are not going to
fill that office with ordinary stuff, but what ever creative young men fill their rooms with,



yours,

H.W.

PS.
say hi to my new link,
it takes you to my good friend for many years; Herr Johannes world.

Sunday, November 19, 2006

7 "we can dance like open windows in the evening breeze"



The White Birch´s " Star is just a sun" came out in 2003 and kept me, and still keeps me airborne every time i put it on, with its dusty arrangements,
solid melodies and beautiful lyrics.

it´s one of those albums you can nothing but relax to, nothing but fall in love with and of course nothing but own.

seven Sundays left of 06,

enjoy.

hw


PS thanks to my brother Herr K.W. for taking the pic, since i only have the album on my PC here in Oslo.

Sunday, November 12, 2006

8 "cos we all take our chances to find out romance is in some others bed"



britpop took many shapes and the label britpop lost its impact as every single british band were hyped badly by the British press,
so after a while the audience stoped buying the britpop bands as they were crap, at least that's how i remember it.
but there were good stuff too, and ocean color scene were good, and they still are.
it´s such a solid album, great sound, great songs, they have put out great songs after this but still this is the best,
when i was a britpoper i went to see oasis at the opening of the Be Here Now tour in Oslo not knowing that Ocean color scene
was going to warm up.

hw in a hurry,

Sunday, November 05, 2006

9 "The difference in the two of us comes down to the way you rise over things I just put down"



the nineties was a good decade, the movies, the books, the spirit, and above all the music,
i spent my first 16 years in suburban Kirkenes, trying to find out what there was to this world,
i don´t know if it´s harder or easier now, but this was pre Internet.
So MTV was one of the inputs i had, and it was here i was introduced to Grant Lee Buffalo, and their "Mockingbirds",
that video hit me both musically as well as it confirmed my idea of something that i like to think of as the aesthetics of the nineties,
so i went to buy the album; "Mighty Joe Moon" after having that song in my head for some time, but the album wasn´t all what i had wished for,
it took me years to figure it out, but some how this made it even more interesting coz it challenged me, i had to spend time with it, and this was a new
way for me to relate to music,

the way i see it has changed over the years, but it´s qualities as a great rock album will always stay put,

see you next Sunday.

yours,

Herr Wollmann

p.s.

finally finding Mighty Joe Moon on vinyl in Barcelona was one of the happiest day this year.

Tuesday, October 31, 2006

i fought a pinball machine and the machine won



Last week was nothing but rock and or roll.
according to the tradition me and Herr Joh went to both Motorpsycho gigs at Rockefeller, and Ms I joined us for the first.
it was nice and after some thinking we came to that it must have been the 18th or 19 th time we saw them.
the concerts were good, but were they that good? well i guess they were, but after they had to find a new drummer they´re not that tight anymore,
and i miss some of the dynamics that used to be their trademark at least live. at least i missed that in the first gig, but the second one
had more of this, and after opening with an 25min. version of Un Chien déspace it´s both hard and pointless to complain.



Then there was a pinball machine that had to be moved from A to B, only that A was in the first floor, and B, our apartment at the 3.floor.
my neighbour Herr Ted had bought this from a friend and figured that it was a nice thing to have in our living room, (by the table tennis gear...).
oh your god that pinball machine was heavy... but after two staircases it was finally at our door ready to get in be plugged to the wall and enjoyed, but what is this...it´t too big, i doesn´t fit in our door!
we actually had to brake of the top to get it through the door and in to the apartment, and now it´s a sad sight in the hall way....



then i suddenly had a lot of money on my account, and i went shopping for the things that i like the most; books and music.
bought the fist "Sandman" book, i´ve read it but never owned it, then moreNeil Gaiman ; "American Gods". My favorite and only manga series Yukito Kishiro´s "Battle Angel Alita" what a fantastic graphic novel, lots of action. and a Recording of Robert Schumann´s op.2, op.4, and op.6 with the French pianist Eric Le Sage. It´s always fun to hear pieces one have played, at least tried to, played by others.



so after Motorpsycho x2, pinball battle, and shopping i woke up feeling ill on Sunday, but this house is the best place, well second best place to be sick in (nothing beats home with mom buying soda and comic books for her sick son).
The people i live with Herr H.E, Herr BES Ms A and Herr Ted together posses all the DVDs in the world, so i´ve spent the days watching Shameless and Pat and Mat. Crazy just crazy. Shameless is a British drama about a family of six kids and a runaway mom and a nice but useless alcoholic bastard of a dad.
i used to watch Mat and Pat as a kid, they were known as "To gode Naboer" (two good neighbours). these two Czech puppets are always trying to build or fix things with no regards for anything and this always goes wrong, i haven´t laughed like that in years.

no i´m home from work, hoping to be OK till me and Ms A is going to Helsinki,

yours,

Herr W

Saturday, October 28, 2006

10 "But if we are far apart it´s just space not mind"



it was 1998 and i some how got the idea that things were happening in Norwegian underground music,
i later learned that it had been going on for quite some time, as a mater of fact ever since people began making pop music in my country.
so i called Oslo rock antikvariat and asked the guy at the phone to send me some great new Norwegian music and he did,
together with Cato Salsa Experience debut 10", and Gluecifers "Soaring with eagles at night to rise with pigs in the morning", Dipsomaniacs second long player Reverb no hollowness, feathered in the parcel from Oslo.
and i have loved it ever since, it´s a psychedelic pop LP with beautiful tunes, great lyrics and a warmth one rarely find in through a whole record,

the debut and the later LP are great too but this stands for me as their best, and one of the dearest LPs i own.

Ten Sundays are left of this year,

yours,

HW

Thursday, October 26, 2006

I hate to be the one to tell you this...

...but, there is only ten Sundays left of 2006,
some might say that its best that way due to the fact that Sunday is one of the most charged in our 7 days week together with Monday and of course Friday.
so to make the next ten Sundays something special i´ve decided to start a countdown, but not only a Sunday countdown but also a countdown from 10-1 of my favorite albums of all time,
you see i´m a list kind of guy, i love making lists, but the hardest one is the one i will present to you dear readers the next ten Sundays.

Albums have always been a mystery to me and my friends causing more than one ill tempered discussion, what is a great album, what makes a album seem whole, what dose not,
is it the songs or is it the substance of the whole work, the issues are many and i hereby invite you to comment on this as we´re getting closer and closer to No 1.

as much as i like making lists, i enjoy reading them as well, so do feel free to post similar lists at you own blogs,

i will of course post other things too during the rest of the year, but every Sunday will be presenting a new album from my list of HERR W ALL TIME FAVORITE ALBUMS.

enjoy,

see you next Sunday,

your

HR. W

Sunday, October 22, 2006

the best 150nok (17.7725euro) i ever spent

I was back at Gamla on Friday, haven´t been there since the Arthur Brown concert, to see three bands, well actually i was there to see two bands Thee Mono Sapiens, and The Launderettes, but the headliner The cynics was new to me.

so finaly Thee Mono Sapiens entered the stage and what a set, what a band, i was blown away a true live band. after seeing the zoom bands it was something of reliff to see a proffecional band course they were at least last night. the music, well check them out.


The Laundrettes is a garage band i´ve always have wanted to see,
i thought the sound was a bit poor, but the performance was great, check them out as well,



Then there was this band called The Cynics that i have never heard of, but hey i´ve never been to Russia, and only seen one Ibsen play so don´t listen to me!

The Cynics was fantastic, i hit me so hard i just trough away my beer and joined the pit, ah what a great thing to do, just embrace the music, let it take you away, smash in to people, and just smile coz that's what i ended up doing, i don´t know its probably something wrong with me, or its the Autumn, but everything seems to have a big impact on me nowadays,



"but i like it, love it, like it love it, like it love it like it, love it, get it on!"

Iwalked home soaked in sweat and beer,

H.W.

Thursday, October 19, 2006

I was a skater

It turned out to zoom 2007 Ms I had invited me to see, and this was the hardcore night with tree of Norway's up and coming bands of that gene,
and i had fun, the bands were hard alright and loud, and some how that was what i needed. I´m a child of the 90s and when the people in my class listened to
ace of base, 2unlimited, dj bobo and so on, me and a friend listened to Sepultura, Faith no more, gnr, Pantera, and of course the Norwegian black metal scene which
explode around 92-93 and i was there with my Byrzum, Mayhem, and Darkthrone Cd's. my father pulled his hair, and i hid under a three reading about runer, Odin and Thor etc.


While at it i have to confess more from my childhood; I was a skater, i was a skater even before one was aloud to skate in Norway,
and last summer i met a friend Herr Kev we used to skate and we had a great time talking about the old days, and he showed me some pics he had taken during the skate wave in Kirkenes in the early 90s, and this showed up;


its me alright,

yours,

H.W

Wednesday, October 18, 2006

Less Jesus, more Ibsen

i´ve decided to cut down on the courses i take this semester, and it feel great.
i guess i first felt kind of defeated, but now i realized that this makes me able to do more of the things i like, and to work more, read more non Jesus books), and to hang out with you of course.

the two courses i ended up sticking to is theology and literature, and Christology, which are both very interesting courses.


(Photo : Johannes Elbert, 1891)

i´ve started reading Hendrik Ibsen again, and what great plays they are, now I´m in the last act of Rosmersholm; what a drama.
the whole Ibsen kick started when i read an article about how Ibsen's men uses different ruler technique to keep their women down.
among others the "Sickness metaphor" is often used when the women starts to answer back; "you are sick", or even "you are sicker than i thought" this to explain for the women and for them self the rage they have caused.
in Rosmersholm Johannes Rosmer uses this to explain why his Beate have committed suicide but soon enough finds that he might as well have caused it him self.

With this in mind i now have to read everything all over again, and isn´t this what makes literature so fantastic; that you get older and have to read everything over again, you read an article, or a different book and so on, i hope Lilly will comment on this.

and everybody else...

My friend Ms I is taking me to a concert tonight, hmmm wonder what it can be?

yours,

truly,

Herr W

Film fra sør.

"Water" marked the ending of film fra sør, and what a fantastic ending that was.
During the last ten days i have seen six movies on the festival and that is a lot for a guy like me who rarely goes
to the movies. But some how festivals helps me out of the streets and in to the theaters.

"Invisible waves" which i already told you about was another trip in to the universe of Pen-ek Ratanaruang, an universe i strongly recommend.
especially "Last life in the universe".

Then it was yet another film from Thailand; Wisit Sasanatieng´s "Tears of the Black Tiger" a Thai Western Homage.
It was extremely kitchy with Thai men performing the coolest western lines you can imagine, and the hardest of them all The Black Tiger.

(The Black Tiger)

More comedy with "Saratan" from Kyrgyzstan, about everyday life in a Kyrgyz village. I find that the director Ernest Abdyjaparov tells more or less the same story as Hiner Saleem did in his Armenia set;Vodka Lemon
from 2003, about how the Soviet Union periphery disintegrated when the money as well as the warm water, and electricity disappeared after the fall. "Maybe we didn´t have freedom of speech but we had jobs."
One of the highlight is when the local sheriff tired of nagging puts both the local communist and the visiting representative for Jehovah's Witness to jail, in the same prison cell.
See them both, though i liked vodka lemon better.

In the Malaysian "The last communist"( which was the only documentary i saw at this festival) the director Amir Muhammad truly found a genius way to tell his story both about
the legendary Malayan communist leader Chin Peng as well as he manage to tell me a lot about Malayan history and how the country is today. Loved it, and spiced with psychedelic songs with a Casio-like arrangement i walked out a smarter and happier man.

"The Court"was the only African film i saw, and the only film that made me feel really bad, but who don´t when one is presented for the truth about the state some of African country's are set in by their debt to the west and in this case The World Bank and IFM.
The setting is an imaginary trail between Africa and the World Bank and IFM. Held in a backyard in Mali where people come and go, while Africans women and men, young and old presents their case for french judge. it´s a very heavy film and very good one.

"Water" won the festival competition, and my heart as well as many others, even though it´s a very sad story.
It takes place in 1938, Gandhi tours India, and times are changing, but not everything, the traditions still live on.
It tells the story about Chuyia who is widowed at the age of eight and according to tradition is sent to a house for widows where she has to spend the rest of her days with the other widows who is far from her age. this is a Truly spectacular film, but oh so sad.i say no more. Go see it.

next month;
Oslo International Film festival!

see you there!

at the movies,

Herr W

Monday, October 16, 2006

Royal Mail



After a day i have no problem labeling "low-close to non" royal, there is nothing like finding a paclet in my mail box,

an approx 7"x7" envelop labeled DO NOT BEND, carrying the Royal mail sticker i have learned to love so much.
the paclet contains a single that brings me one step closer to owning a complete collection of The Cure 7inches.

The Forest from 1980 is one of my favorites and nice to finally fit in with the others, and even though i bought it with
the legendary "radiophonic" sleeve last summer, it some how didn`t feel satisfying and i had to go for the one with the original p/s.

for the record the Record and Sleeve was as described; ex/ex, and with the new 45 in between "Killing" and "Charlotte" the "radiophonic"
made it to the wall safely underneath my tottenham scarf,

thanks Elisabeth II,

yours,

W

Blame it on the moustache.

oo my head,
... what happened,

i was invited to my friend Herr JHK´s release party, so i went there with my friend Herr B and Ms A, and Herr K who have finally moved here.
but before we went, i got the silly idea that i should go for a moustache, and so it had to be, that it was a evil moustache never crossed my mind,
but that it was came to the surface during the night.
the party was at the Norwegian society of composers lobby and the alcohol was free.
i felt great with my moustache and my Russian military tie, my favorite, room 217 got for me at one of his many trips over there, we say over there because we live
on the border.



Herr JHK introduced me to his professor Herr OAT with whom i had a very interesting conversation about Robert Schumann, my favorite composer, and
after hearing what i had to say he stated that i should go and write the ultimate Schumann biography. this made me very happy but now the evil within the moustache had
come to life so i drank a lot,
talked with everybody,
forced the DJ to play something Friday I´m in love by the cure,
and woke up in my bed,

how great it is to have Friends that live outside the city, so i went there to have a glass of water and watch the game,
Brann lost, but who cares when you got five kittens to play with, love cats, too bad i´m allergic,

back home i feel better,


and the moustache?

it had to go,

Herr W

see the moustache, but don´t say i didn´t warn you

Tuesday, October 10, 2006

I´ve cut my hair,
I´ve started wearing smart cloths,
I´ve given up drinking my coffee outside,

the Autumn is here and what used to be summer of 06, the best summer in years, is but a couple of vague memories,
but good memories,
i need them,

i need to remember how me and room 217 stood dirty and tired and watched Scissor Sisters at Roskilde,
being the complete opposite of us, a super fancy bunch of clean well dressed people singing and dancing,
what we shared with them was the happiness.

I feel stronger when i think of the butterfly who flew around on stage when Mercury Rev played on dotf,
or how great it was to finally hear Motorpsychos "In the family" performed live at øya,

it makes me glad to know that i was
brave enough to move to Oslo,
smart enough to start school,
cool enough to buy an anorak and embrace the autumn as it should be embraced;
with short hair,
warm cloths,
and
coffee.......... inside,

yours,

w

Friday, October 06, 2006

October air in Oslo

Today i slept till 3pm, it was fantastic, nothing, and i mean NOTHING beats a lazy morning/day in bed.
Then i walked out to breath the October air in Oslo, sat in a park for some time before i decided to get something to eat,


Indian i thought and went to a nice restaurant i know a block from the park, but when i came there i
noticed that i had forgot my money home. So i started walking home since i was really hungry and pissed,
but nothing (there is that word again) can stop me from going into an unexplored 2.handvinylstor, and one just
happened to show up on my way home, here i found Phillippe Entremonts Debbussy Recital, the original Colombia ML5614
mono edition. So now i had to run home to get my money, since it was only 25kr, approx 3euro, the bargain of the century.
I ended up buying pizza and eating it in my post-paper-work-chaos while watching The Simpsons 7thseson on dvd on my laptop,

Later me and Ms B the only one i know who share my passion for slow Asian film went to see Pen-Ek Ratanaruang's Invisible Waves on the opening night of Film fra sør,
a nice movie in deed, though i liked his LAST LIFE IN THE UNIVERSE (2003) better.

walking home was incredible, its so cold now, its so nice, can´t help loving it, reminds me of home, and i some how makes me feel alive and real.

Safe at home; Ms R called me and we talked about books and why they are easier then most things.

(photo Room 217)

Now i´m enjoying my new record,


La cathédrale engloutie......................

yours

W

Friday, September 29, 2006

Who killed the ape.



På tur med jobben i dag var jeg heldig nok til å få tatt bilde av denne utrolig komiske og litt triste scenen.
Mine tanker går naturligvis til den lille jenta eller gutten som har mistet Herr Ape, som først må vente på at noen finner Herr A, før moren eller faren til den ulykkelige eieren insisterer på å gi Herr A en runde i vaskemaskinen han sent vil glemme.

Høsten har kommet, nå innrømmer til og med jeg det. Og godt er det; talglys må snart kjøpes inn, tunge romaner må fordøyes, melankolsk gitarbasert pop må anskaffes, og en dunk rødvin må i hus før jeg gir meg over, men det er snart ikke mulig å vente lengre.

En fin ting med høsten er at man kan ta fram klær som har vært neglisjert altfor lenge. Jeg som er en "lusekofte kind of guy", ser naturligvis fram til å kunne ta de i bruk igjen.
Akkurat nå er min ny innkjøpte plate med Bach verker spilt på et Silbermann orgel mer enn nok høst for meg.

Mitt problem med skiftende årstider er ofte at jeg er alt for stresset eller ett eller annet, til å legge merke til dem, sette meg ned med dem, i det hele tatt nyte dem.
Håper ikke dette blir tilfellet i år.

deres,

Herr A, jeg mener Herr W

P.S.

Thank you Herr V for leting me use one of your Oslo shots as wallpaper here in the Farmacia.

Sunday, September 24, 2006

The North European circle ends here!

I´m angry with myself!
Due to my absent-minded nature i didn´t notice the paper that had to be in on Saturday 16.00 till it was one day left,
which resulted in me turning in a paper that was far from what ever it was suppose to be.

Apart from that i spent the weekend at work, something that has been great, me and the fasting Somalian girls (due to Ramadan).

Now follows a week with hard work on the two papers that i actually have prepared for, and this time i´ll kick ass!

Today i add a new link, and this link kind of ends a circle; now i link to a Swedish, a Danish and last a Finnish blog in addition to the Norwegians.
Not only am i pleased with the blog, but also with the links.

I went shopping for jackets the other day and as allways one ends up with two that are really nice but one can only afford one!
luckily for me this was a second hand shop and i actually could afford both.

Not only am i a vegetarian; i buy second handed clothes too.
next week will be nice, i just know it.

yours truly,

Herr W


PS. to keep my cool, had to buy a patch too, punk isn´t dead...

Friday, September 22, 2006

På stengrunn





Når jeg kom ned på t-banen i dag hang et av mine favoritt dikt på veggen, som et ledd i oslo sporveiers dikt satsing, og siden jeg som sagt betaler for meg på t-banen synes jeg dette var stas og en fin måte å bruke pengene mine på,
Diktet jeg sikter til var Rudolf Nilsens "På stengrunn", Rudolf levde fra 1901-29 og skrev en rekke flotte dikt som noe senere ble tonesatt på plata med samme navn; "På stengrunn" fra 1973, han har også fått en plass her i oslo hvor han som få andre av våre kjente diktere poserer naken på en sokkel,

På stengrunn

De unge bjerkene i svarte byen
de står og bruser med sitt lyse løv,
som om de åndet store skogers vårluft
og ikke skorstensrøk og gatestøv.

De løfter tappert sine tynne grener
og lar dem svaie under vårens sus
og varme sig i solens gode stråler,
som flommer inn imellem gatens hus!

Men de blir aldri som de store trærne,
som står og suser ute i det fri.
Slik er det når man vokser op på stengrunn
og bare har en drøm om skog og li.



Senere så jeg denne og kom til å tenke på at jeg hadde my little ponny ting da jeg var liten,


Så gikk jeg og Herr O som fulgte mitt eksempel og flyttet hit til fra Bergen for å starte et nytt og bedre liv en tur, vi så i et vindu med dyre møbler slik som vi liker, og drakk kaffe på en fortauscafé.

Så gikk jeg og Herr JHK på kino og så "Reprise" noe som viste seg å være en usedvanlig god film om tendenser hos norsk ungdom til å strebe etter å være kunstnere, hvor problematisk det er å ha venner med psykiske lidelser osv. Torggata rommer en av Oslos store kinoer, og siden vi var sent ute gikk vi på den der.

Fred, kjærlighet og pannekaker,

deres,

herr w

Monday, September 18, 2006

Talking about the good times

På flyerne jeg delte ut for min gode nabo her i det skitne huset, som dog har blitt vasket Herr B E, ble jeg og de som leste den lovet A Technicolour Dream med Arthur Brown og The Pretty Things, Willy B som dj, og navigør for kvelden; Thomas Felberg fra WE.

Jeg har i og med min massive 60tallsgaragepsykedeliapunkbritiskpop periode for noen år siden et varmt forhold til Pretty Things og paradoksalt nok ikke et forhold til Arthur Brown, dette skulle det bli en brå endring på etter konserten jeg frk. A og frk. Bj var på på lørdag, (ja jeg har gutte venner, men de er av en eller annen merkelig grunn aldri med her,)


Arthur Brown steg opp på scenen iført dette. For en mann, for en stemme, og alle i salen, en sal jeg om mine venner var med på å trekke gjennomsnitsalderen kraftig ned på lot oss drive med tilbake til 60tallet, med den timelange konserten.


Pretty Things var hva jeg hadde kommet for å se, og for å bli mektig skuffet over.
De startet som blues band tidlig på 60tallet, om mye kan tyde på at de har tenkt å av slutte som et sådann også. De mente å kunne dra det hele i land akustistisk, noe de aller færreste artister er i stand til, jeg husker godt hvor dårlig Grant Lee Phillip løste dette i Bergen for noen år tilbake, det er i det hele noe håpløst arrogant ved band som reise rundt og servere blodfans et akustisk set og trur at man kan komme unna med det, The Pretty Things er heller intet unntak.



Kvelden tilhørte denne mannen, ingen tvil om det.



deres Herr W.

Monday, September 11, 2006

Linje 5



Linje 5 tar meg til Vestlie hvor jeg jobber, Vestlie er endestasjonen på Linje 5 østover.

Jeg sitter i en halv time og ser ut vinduet, ser folk komme på, gå av, ser snikernes nerøse blikk, overarbeidede mennesker som sovner, de gamle damene og de somaliske kvinnene.
Jeg brukte å få et kick av å snike på t-banen og gjorde det derfor hver eneste gang jeg var på besøk i Oslo, men etter at jeg kom meg unna en kontroll ved å spille, og forsåhvidt, å være en forvirret finnmarking, og faktisk flyttet hit har jeg gått over til å kjøpe billett.

Linje 5 østover er delt opp slik at ca 25% av turen foregår under bakken mens resten er over hvor min mobilradio makter å ta inn signaler, og hvor utsikten til drabant byene jeg har latt meg fasinere av gjennom Ingvar Asbjørnsens, Dag Solstads, og sist Christoffer Nilsens beskrivelser av dem er utsøkt.

Jeg sitter og tenker på dette når jeg egentlig burde tenke på Job, ja riktig, med enkel b og stor J. Denne fromme mannen Gud holder så kjær at Satan bare må prøve han.
Og når jeg klarer å legge alt vekk og faktisk jobber med oppgaven som skal omhandle Jobs Boks drøfting av det ondes problem, ser jeg heller for meg hvilken genial tegneserie, graphic novel, jeg og Herr K kunne få til å lage av denne høyt aktede boka fra Det Gamle Testamentet;
Gud sier i kapittel 39 vers 3

"Hvem sørger for føde til ravnen
når dens unger skriker til Gud
og flakser omkring uten mat?"

og det eneste jeg klarer å tenke på er hvordan Herr K ville løst dette med sin elegante strek.

Vel, oppgaven dukker opp her når den er ferdig,
og tegneserien dukker nok også opp her hvis Herr K vil.

deres,

W

Saturday, September 09, 2006

Rommet mitt.



Rommet mitt i det det rotete huset i den støyende gata er som dere sikkert har forstått mitt eneste tilholdsted hvor jeg er herre over omgivelsene.

Som dere kanskje husker kjørte jeg en slags minimalistisk stil i begynnelsen( som vist på bildet over), med da viste seg å være at realt selvmord hva brukervennlighet angår har jeg nå om møblert, og med hjelp en bordplata jeg har fått låne av min nabo Herr E har rommet og ikke minst kroken min gått fra stilrent og ubrukelig (noe som på ingen måte er nødvendig sammenkobling snarere motsatt) til studentens drøm.


Stor pult, umotiver ophenging av dynetrekk og annvennelig stereobenk, og det uten å bruke en eneste komponent fra en mye brukt svensk møbelprodusent.


og over pulten vokter "sint jesus" min favoritt.

Deres,

herr w

Sunday, September 03, 2006

The best of two worlds

As some of you might recall i spoiled myself with a trip to my hometown Kirkenes a week ago.
This to see if people still held on despite the fact that the summer didn`t showed up this year, (it`s like it some time just don`t bother going up there), and to pick up some books that i read and haven`t read since last time i studied christianity, but above all to go to our cottage.
Going to the cottage actually includes a lot of going, it`s 5km so it takes about an hour to get there, all the way up you can see the car and the road getting smaller and smaller behind you till you climb the last mountain and lose site of civilisation and stair in to this;



Since we; me and my dad, were only staying there for to days we went fishing the moment we finished our coffee, i caught one fish, but i gave me one hell of a battle, then we made more coffee and sat around the fire enjoying what turned out to be a rather warm day.



Back in the cottage we made dinner, have a beer and some more coffee this time with cognac, lit some oil lamps and listned to the radio (no tv, or electricity)

Next morning i went out to gather some blueberries for our breakfast.










After breakfast i just sat down drinking more coffee while my dad did what most dads from the north of norway do whene thay are at their cottages;. fix stuff.

Then it was farwell for this time, next year you can all join, and Lilly can bring Alan.



Back home (still in kirkenes) i unpacked some stuff and found my favorite alarmclock, vintage of course. Had to add it to make this the feelgood post of the year here at Farmacia,

your truly,

W