Friday, April 29, 2011

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Oh, Aarhus, I never thought I would have it in my heart to say this but; You are a lovely place.
Last night, me and my friend Mille slept on the roof of the Jutland Art Academy, Milles school and neighbour, after a short, but really nice evening with drinks and some dancing with her roomates.
In some minutes, out friend Martina is coming over, for a brunch and hangouts.
Later on there's a gallery opening at the academy and then I will go (probably alone)
to see Sail a Whale.
I'm not trying to make this in to a travelbog, but I hope you can understand my feelings for Aarhus.
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Thursday, April 28, 2011




Dear Bon, ever since I was 19, a young lad without any real ideas about the world.
You have been there to guide me, to inspire me and to make me wish I was a milloinaire.
Other magazines got to taste the edges of my scissors and the head of my glue sticks.
But never you, I always kept you to near to heart.





Pop Revo is calling. It's a small festival in the dark fields of Jutland, Aarhus to be precise.
It'll be my first visit in Aarhus and the first time I'll get the pleasure to watch these lovely blokes perform.



Tuesday, April 26, 2011








In march this year, Woodkid released an EP called Iron. Which is the title of one of the songs on the album. To the same song, there's a video that looks like it has cost a fortune, maybe even more
then the Hope Diamond!
Considering Agyness Deynn is in it, it most likely did.
Take a look: http://vimeo.com/21604065

The other tracks are not as bombastic, but holds a beutiful, slow and soft atmosphere.
If you want it, it's yours:
http://www.filesonic.com/file/491185584/Woodkid_-_Iron_(EP)_(2011)_[MP3]_SO_3509828.rar





Music for those lonely nights.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6aN0JQcAsrc
Ernest Hemingway, picture stolen from her blog


Quote A Gentleman.

Sara Ingemann Holm-Nielsen, is the name behind this blog.
A woman with a better taste, then many of us will ever achieve.
She is also a part of the small group that works for the inciting shop Time's Up Vintage.
Look it up, she's worth more then five minutes of your precious time.



In the house where i grew up, we had a dark basement, that I'm sure would
cause even Batman goosebumps.
The stairs down there were covered with a light bordeaux, wall-to-wall-carpet, old and ragged.
Going down, you would have a wall made out of wooden planks, with a space of 15 centimeter between them, on your left.
On your right was a white wall, a blue owl, made out of porcelain, hung on it.
From my room, where my bed was placed, I could see this owl perfectly. Which of course led to terrible nights where i would wake up and feel the eyes of the Owl penetrate my very soul.
I can't recall ever stumbling down these stairs, which I'm pretty sure I have, regarding my motility.
To prevent future generations to have the same memories about stairs, please check this:


Monday, April 25, 2011





Little kittens, this delicious album, with swell remixes just came to my attention.

Here... we can share it:




Steep and creaky, were the stairs he would walk every day