The metal

band that doesn't take itself seriously.

An opening

at which you can see the work in progress.

 Followed by a  concert of two bands I have never seen before.

What more could a man ask for (well I can think of something, but that is another story (one of woe), and I wouldn't want to bore you all with the details of it in this blog).

Sick man press conference

for which the semi-sick man came to take a few photos and went straight back home to bed.

2 choirs

in the last 14 days reminded me of when I sung in one as a child.

The fun and games

started early in the afternoon with two actors debating Dostoevsky in Glej

 and continued in the evening with a few people standing around while the policemen were waiting in the background (even though they did appear slightly two dimensional)

and ended with a concert.

I bet this was why Wednesday used to be a day off school in France (or at least that was what we were led to believe)

As I was walking from one opening

to another

I bumped into this guy

(obviously not with a microphone in his hand, as this photo was taken a few hours later) who invited me to his gig, At the time I was not sure I will make it (you remember, I was walking to an opening), but in the end I did (make it that is). While watching the band before him 

 (no, this is not the entire band that played before him, this is just the singer)

I also saw a girl pretending to be at the seaside 

(and it seemed to be great fun, and yes, I want to go to the seaside now)

while his guitar gently wept. 

They lulled

us into a dreamy parallel world, with lots of goblins and fairies.

Where the hell was Nina?

While we were all waiting for her in Gala Hala, she was drinking beer in Daktari.

She is

sleeping.

A study

for something yet to come (of something that is disappearing).

The performance

with some serious questions in the morning

 the drummer at the concert in the evening

and the fans (from the concert or the performance?)

The silhouettes

at the opening.

All those toys

all those sounds.

Some people

say he attends cultural events in the hope he will appear on my blog one day. I don't know if that is true or not, but if it is this should make his day.

Frank Turner

I saw him twice in concert so far, and he always has some great energy.

The new singer

in an old band - and he changed the band a bit more towards soul.

Blindness

We are all getting blinder by the day, we can only hope it is only a passing epidemic.

Love

I bet I am doing it all wrong, as I often lie alone in bed at night, staring into the dark void surrounding me.

Tesla

is in the house!

(and I got a sneak preview) 

I find

myself in the left situation much too often and not quite often enough in the right.

I listened

to some Georgian songs and didn't understand a word. Not a single word, I tell you.

I left

the class of '91 for a few minutes and sneaked inside for one song (you know me).