If there’s one artist both myself and Phoebe absolutely love, it’s got to be Nick Cave. In fact, he’s sort of ‘our’ artist, and someday we’ll dance to his ‘Fifteen Feet of Pure White Snow’ at our wedding (everyone must participate is the silly/cool dance!)
I can actually take credit for him being our guy. I’ve been a fan since I fell in love his score for the Brad Pitt film ‘The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford’ (which I think has the record for longest title nominated for best picture), and he was one of those artists I’d periodically listen to often. Then I got Phoebe into him (she knew who he was but hadn’t heard that much of him), and in turn got one of her brothers —the only decent one tbh but don’t tell him I said that— into him, and now she’s a way bigger fan of him than I am myself!
Well, anyway, last night we fulfilled a dream of ours— we saw him live! Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds played Norway’s largest arena ‘Oslo Spektrum’ for one night only and we’ve had tickets since February? March? Around there. I think February cause they were ripped away immediately. Cave is (thankfully I should say) a popular guy in Norway.
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These days I’m currently hard at work going through my third draft, yet I still thought I should start posting some smaller pieces on the blog, starting with this recent one. I’m no poet, and poetry confuddles me a lot more often than it gets to me, but sometimes I feel it, and I’ll write something, no matter the result.
At some point I became the Minotaur in my own story,
and reality flickered around me, creating walls that weren’t there,
voices that would not cease, and I the siren amidst it all, calling out,
from within the veritable darkness of my mind, at the center of the labyrinth.
Won’t you come slay me?
Today is finally the last day of september. I wait all year round for this particular day. Why? you may ask. What is so special about this day?
Well let me tell you. It is the day where I clean the apartment, wash it from top to bottom, actually move all the furniture, washing places that have been ignored for a year. (Now we sound like people living in filth all year, lol) But why bother doing it the last day of september? I’ll tell you. After the scrubbing and sweating, I get to decorate the house for halloween! For me halloween is all of october and 31st is just like Christmas, you celebrate the month that has been and say goodbye till next time. (But better than Christmas because you get to wear a costume) Luckily my SO has gladly (with some force and not being allowed to have a say in it) accepted my tradition. (Just kidding, he actually loves it too). So here is how our home looks like now.
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