1967. Anti-theist. Cook. Composer. Danish. Father. Flaneur. Geek. Graphic-artist. Guitar-player. Idiot. Lover. Painter. Part-time Chicagoan. Neighbor. Poet. Photographer. Reader. Sclerotic. Thinker. Writer. Wanker.
TH(IS)HOW
- So here you have it. A ringtone for your phone. Derived from the song “Safe”. And it’s free.
- At the izakaya named Oysy (oh-ee-she), the song “Selfish” found its setting. And deep fried rock shrimp.
- The best kept secret in Alternative Indie Nincom-pop Postrock is everywhere: “S” is available for your listening pleasure on Spotify
DECENNIUM CALENDAR PROJECT
- All of 2012 in one ♥ postAnd pff, some of 2011 actually, silly me. Lazy me, maybe. Definitely. But this is a silly project. Here’s the list. Is there a theme to it? Who cares. I am probably just an idiot: 07/10/11 – Plato, “The Republic” ♥♥♥ 31/10/11 – Neal Stephenson, “Reamde” ♥♥♥ 29/12/11 – Haruki Murakami, “1q84″ ♥♥♥♥ [...]
- Saramago. You’re my paragon. Period.Finally, and at last, I got back from this dry spell of actual months without my nose in a book, where I even had these books just sitting there waiting to have their spines broken and their guts devoured, but a numbness of the mind, an inspirational limbo, a too long frozen winter of intellect [...]
- Coetzee and stuffA: Read Disgrace. Swallowed it. Loved it. Ran immediately to see the movie wherein Malkovitch does a thing to the character that made me think twice about our main protagonist. In the movie I saw his face/value as being a corrupt egocentric I could pity with sympathy whereas in the book sympathy came first and [...]
