This asks for Rob/Nick wisdom and alcohol

You know, so many people say they love music because it takes them back to places and situations, it brings back memories and such, but has it ever really taken you back to the point that you can feel the place and, if it’s somewhere or some time that you miss, you could feel yourself there as much as you can feel the agony of not being able to go back at all?
Just did. Ouch.
On that note, I’m out to meet some girl friends, have a drink or ten and not feel that ever again.

Until, that is, I listen to that song. Actually, there’s a whole bloody playlist filled with them! Spotify should create a way for users to ban songs they shouldn’t listen to like LastFM kind of does.

I think this post asks for a bit of Rob philosophy…

“What came first, the music or the misery? People worry about kids playing with guns, or watching violent videos, that some sort of culture of violence will take them over. Nobody worries about kids listening to thousands, literally thousands of songs about heartbreak, rejection, pain, misery and loss. Did I listen to pop music because I was miserable? Or was I miserable because I listened to pop music?”- High Fidelity, Nick Hornby

(I have a feeling I might have posted this already. If that’s the case, I apologise but not really. Not only it’s Saturday night and I’m missing out on martini time- hey, my blog, I can pretend I’m really classy and drink martinis instead of beer- but Rob/Nick quotes are NEVER EVER enough. Even if it’s the same. I do, however, apologise for the heart-ripping post. Will try not to do it again!)

When bad things work out for the best. Of your wallet too.

Here’s the list of things I’m thankful for:

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– O2’s bad reception

– flakey, don’t-give-a-shit people

– hot Scandinavians with spare tickets

– randomly running into friends who introduce you to hot Scandinavians with spare tickets

The Temper Trap were playing at gorgeous Somerset House today and I arranged to meet a friend there to try and get tickets at the door, but neither he showed up, nor did he call/text. And I wouldn’t have received any either way as O2 decided, after six years of being its customer, to freeze its signal that one day.

As I waited and waited for about 40min, an old acquaintance saw me and approached me to ask if I needed a ticket as there was a ridiculously tall and handsome Johan Peterssen giving it away as his mate didn’t show up either. So I got in for free. Which I am very thankful for as the band sucked.

Fortunately, I also had checked their setlist beforehand so I knew exactly when they were going to play the three songs I wanted to listen to- one only during the encore; I did not stay for that.

Starting with most-boring-band-in-the-history-of-boring-bands, the opening act Alt-J and whatever was wrong with the sound engineer, sound board or whatever.

So band comes on with an attempt at creating a post-modern London Calling and, fortunately, quickly moving on to beautiful “Need Your Love“.

The sound was horrible throughout and a lot of the songs I’m not a fan of, it was raining and the bass player performed like an epileptic wormso I listened to “Fader” and left soon after. Didn’t stay for “Sweet Disposition“. The sound was quite distorted; it would’ve ruined that tune.

In the end, all the things that had gone wrong worked out right.

Song of the Day

Thirsty Merc – “Someday, Someday”

I had forgotten how much I liked this song and hadn’t listened to it in ages! Until I started digging in these mix CDs a friend made for me years ago with only aussie tunes because I wanted to make an Australian playlist for a Norwegian friend who was moving to Perth.

That 59′ sound…

I hadn’t listened to The Gaslight Anthem in aaaaages until a friend said she was listening to them and thought of me. So I thought I’d give them a go again since I’ve been listening to the same playlist for about 4 months now.

Does anyone get a tad bit depressed listening to them? I love the band, I’ve seen them live but they always give me a longing feeling for something I’ve never even had. I don’t know, they make me want to go to the 70s and live in a suburb of New Jersey wearing a baseball tee and playing basketball in the garage (yeah, it’s a scene in Now & Then. It’s probably got something to do with the fact the girls live in a development called Gaslightsomething, but I usually leave this detail out of the story because it takes the romanticism out of it).