Quartets

“Quartets”
Otomo Yoshihide＋Kimura Yuki+Benedict Drew＋Hirakawa Norimichi＋Ishikawa Ko＋Ichiraku Yoshimitsu＋Jim O’Rourke＋Kahimi Karie＋Sachiko M＋Axel Dörner＋Martin Brandlmayr

Performance

A performance by the dancer Erna Omarsdottir and the composer Johann Johannsson captured in Dro, Italy by filmmaker Thorgeir Gudmundsson.

[Johann Johannsson has just released a tremendously beautiful new album: 'Fordlândia']

Ani

Ani DiFranco – 32 Flavors

She made me feel like a teenager once again. Remembering how her words made me stronger, less cautious and more brave. Where did it all go? It got lost somewhere… or maybe it never truly came. But hearing Ani live brought me a feeling of joy and luck and strength that I barely find these days. Anywhere. And I wonder, if that feeling came for such a short time, that must mean it’s there… it’s just willing to be found, somewhere in my head. Hurricane.

24

YESTERDAY NIGHT I went out with a known Spanish writer I got to know by chance who was desperately seeking for a man. She would talk to every stranger and then realise they were all too young for her, always too young, or homosexual. Her last best-seller was a fuck-you-all-men chant of freedom. (She is still desperately seeking).

THIS MORNING I woke up late as usual, and I put the wrong shoe in the wrong foot. (Or the wrong foot in the wrong shoe.)

THIS AFTERNOON I lost my mobile phone, that so-called window to the world. Tomorrow I won’t meet the person I had to because I relied on a stupid piece of plastic so to make my world keep moving. Technology is making us even more idiotic.

TONIGHT I attended the most soothing concert ever (made possible only with that same ‘idiotic’ technology). Tape. A Swedish electronic-folk trio who managed to hypnotise a whole audience and make our minds get lost and fly with the birds. Well, the birds, oh the birds! We were in the terrace. It was getting dark. But as soon as Tape started to play, the birds started to sing. Never heard them like this. And I still don’t know, if some of the birds were faked by computers, if all their strength was real or if their sound was amplified and repeated technologically. Oh, their minimalistic music was unbeatable, with the birds, and the sound of a helicopter passing by, and the broken sound of some people yawning… it just felt like music everywhere!

I WAS BORN 24 years ago. And I feel younger than ever. To (re)start like this, so beautifully wrong, so absurdly, is such a bliss. And let all the upcoming days be nonsensical. They will be more real.

Tape – Moth Wings

Devastating

“Oh my baby, baby, I love you more than I can tell
I don’t think I can live without you and I know that I never will
Oh my baby, baby, I want you so it scares me to death
I can’t say anymore than I love you, everything else is a waste of breath”

I Want You – Elvis Costello

Fiona Apple and Elvis Costello – I Want You (live)

(The original version here. Full lyrics in ‘comments’ section.)

Anna

Anna Ternheim makes me cry. With her vulnerability, strangely enough, she manages to give me all the courage I lack.

Microphones In The Trees

Shared feeling of uniqueness. Here and now. The fiddles, the cello, the bass, the voices… all in one dark room for me. Close the eyes and fly somewhere out of place, a blissful nowhere, this land where music guesses your state of mind and holds your hand to walk with you. Thee Silver Mt. Zion.

Silver Mt. Zion – Microphones In The Trees – Aarhus, 02/04/2008