foggy Sunday

my head feels like this picture, and there is something unsettled in the way i move,
this November thing is hard, it`s the light the short days and the slowness of it all,
i have managed to fill the month with as much fun as possible, arranged for my friends to visit from Kirkenes and from Finland, seen bands like Muse and Kaiser Chiefs and even seen the cup final, gone to movies and even started our own film club.

i know what it is, it came to me in a late sleepless hour in mid-november; i`m done with 2007, i`m full, now it`s just overdrive, i`m ready for 08 now.
07 saw the complementation of my Norwegian The Cure vinyl pressings, it featured a lot of good concerts, new friends, long night in sunny Finland, and the moveinwithfinnishgirlfriend.

on a foggy Sunday i gather strength to survive a fist full of novemberdays, next weeks concerts; Shining and Mum. two x-mas paties, and decorated street walking.

the biggest treat to come is roomboys visit and the start of the skijumping season,
a friend of mine once said that my most illogical feature is my weak spot for football and skijumping, amen to that.

roskilde 07

I went to Roskilde after all, bought a German ticket from a Norwegian in Copenhagen. then the last decent meal at Bjørgs Café before the mode were set to "ULTRA FESTIVAL", and we, me and roomboy both agreed in light of a lot of things that it was for the best that this particularly mode were chosen before a lighter one which we now know would have proved to be fatal.

Coz when it rains more that it have ever done in Roskilde , i`m not only in Denmark, i`m on an open field in Denmark with only a thin layer of polyester separating me and the thunderstorm that was the unannounced headliner on this years festival.






But we were fine, me and roomboy camped together with Herr B and his sidekick Herr Bø, together with us was also some Finnish friends how despite the whether have promised to go next year as well.

Roomboy with this years flag, pitifully hid away during most of the fest due to the weather .



the days were killed with drinking and concerts as well as flute playing, this years weapon of choice.
this years highlight musically speaking was Fanfare Ciocarlia

so we survived due to choise of mode and boots, and after having a rather neutral view on mud i can`t say i have been able to maintain my neutral position.



Herr Bø wrapped in plastic.