Filed under: she's rambling | Tags: 2009, bestfest, franz ferdinand, so that i won't forget, sooper
So… I really didn’t expect actually attending Bestfest’s day 2, but I DIIIIID! I missed the songs I like most from Alternosfera, but it didn’t matter, they kicked ass. Then I had a share of Gabriella Cilmi (good voice, damn young!), no share of Klaxons, technical problems with their trucks and then… the big, delicious slice of Franz Ferdinand.
I couldn’t belive my eyes..they were so close, I managed to get there.. the perfect combo. Too bad it wasn’t completely dark outside, they had some artwork in the background… but it really didn’t matter. Also glad I didn’t bring my camera (since I didn’t know I was going anyways); I got to really feel the music, dance, clap (I’ve got 3 swollen fingers and they huuurt, but what a delightful pleasure it is!), sing along. I’d call that euphoria… yup! And they had solos and the moment they all used the drums and Walk Away sang with the audience… perfection! still, they really need a concert of they own, longer.
as I was going home, to complete an already awesome night, a plane landed very close above me
Filed under: random
messing with people’s minds and feelings is too easy. i should stop. stop. but it’s tempting. the game. the boredom.
* i love this band
Filed under: random
i have this nostalgia for something perfect (perfectly unperfect, yet so desirable) that never happened, couldn’t have hapenned, still on a very imaginative level, doable, to be attained and lived and experienced. I keep telling myself that I should really face the fact that some things never turn out the way I want them to and that it’s normal (normal being the key word). I actually manage to convince myself of it and at the same time, I keep preserving that seed, half seed (dunno) that keeps skipping beats, on not such an often basis, rather like a arctic feeling of ‘what if’, ‘in another life’ etc etc.
then again, I get easily influnced by all these external stimuli and they’re everywhere, poking without a warning. no wonder I get perplexed in front of notions, colours and voices.
no wonder I get to write about it without having a clue on when’s it going to take off. it is. now.. gradually. pacing
m.e.
titan pentru ilfov. aşteaptă cu oameni care au venit cu alţi bătrâni pe care îi auzi tânguindu-se după paravan. rude care tot intră. “nu v-am zis de atâtea ori să staţi după perdea?!?!”, “da’ de ce nu vorbeşte frumos cu mine?”(pentru că nu pricepi omule!). sperie-te când, pentru câteva clipe, cineva aude cuvântul morgă şi speri că nu a fost bolnavul tău. observă-l pe individul cu tatuaje pe braţe şi inele la fiecare dintre degetele mâinii stângi care se bucură când află că nevastă-sa e gravidă (totuşi nu înţelege de ce nu-l anunţă nimeni că o internează). şi tu continuă să aştepţi. şi apoi urmează-l pe brancardierul care ţi-l duce în secţie. numai că tu n-ai voie “pe sus”, aşa că nimereşti la subsol. unde te sufoci. unde e tenebros şi unde mirosul înţepător intră în piele. aleargă. şpagă. ah, pardon, o mică atenţie. mai aşteaptă. asistente ok, doctor ok. ascultă explicaţiile. te mai linişteşte, dar.. mai multă şpagă.
şi în final, după ce îţi iei “la revedere” de la omul sfârşit. după ce te abţii, poţi s-o iei iar prin subsol, să greşeşti uşile şi aproape să nimereşti la “blocul operator”. şi poţi să şi ajungi acasă.
Filed under: comes as it goes
today came with a wide range of feelings: it started with nerves, followed by feeling awfully stupid (mainly cuz of all those people there), then mellow, afterwards weird and now I’m just accepting.
I wore my old Linél watch. i went on the rooftops and did some reading in the sun. and met some old timers. and told little lies. and now. i go to sleep.
Filed under: random
I’ve lost my interest in the online. or @ least in this side of the www.
finally
p.s. fascinaţia pentru Eugenia Maria e din ce în ce mai mare. e acel lucru pe care îl simţi atunci când întâlneşti(chiar si in scris) pe cineva copleşitor.. şi aşa mai departe.
Filed under: random, sensory pleasures | Tags: i see a different you, koop, missing is such a dread, niţică gramatică
şi, oameni buni, învăţaţi o dată pentru totdeauna: LOCAŢIA nu este LOCUL.
Filed under: comes as it goes
went to Mogoşoaia yesterday. Ohh.. it was truly beautiful and amazing. I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw that sea of green… spring in it’s splendor. I wish I could go there every weekend and just doze in the field of grass and clover and listen to the noise of the lake. life’s not that simple, but it’s damn good to get away.
and that’s a wrap!
