10/11/08
This is what we do when we go home

Recently, we've been spending a lot of time together as a band, which is good. Especially on the way somewhere, on the way to gigs with Kryštof. Do you know Kryštof? You must do. The more we get to know them, the nicer they seem, no kidding. Especially, Richard.

I wanted to write about what usually happens in the car we borrow. It is a nice green van. Johny says he's given it a name the other two bandmates agree with... Well, I don't. I don't approve of calling a lovely VW Transporter 'a Spanish soap' which almost ruined my life when I was twelve. Not Esmeralda, no.

Imagine it's after midnight, no fog fortunately. We put on the iPod. We already have a special 'ON THE ROAD CHART' and IT'S UP TO YOU TO DECIDE WHICH SONG WILL WIN. I just got this idea of you guys voting here. Please, do take part! I know Obama's won, but still

... you can tell us which song from the list we provide on the right is just crap and which one is your all-time-favourite. We are only courious, that's it.

The other day, I listened to
Why Georgia by John Mayer. Then again and again. I find it spine-chilling and I don't use this word very often. I know it's somehow so American etc., but the falsetto chorus... Ahghg! Beautiful.

I've also been listening to this a lot, because it makes me feel better and it calms me down. I changed the strings of my acoustic guitar and wrote a sad strange song no one's ever heard called
Your Touch. It doesn't matter.

When we go home after midnight, we usually buy loads of sweets, sour candy stuff named after birds and fish. Weird Fishes... See the connection? :-)

Yours, Albert.




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