good time for a change

I've toyed a bit with the colours of this blog. I was getting bored with the former lay-out. Let me know what you think.

Let's have a party to celebrate!

Isn't that the best picture ever?! They all look so happy happy. And they have a tapdancer instead of a percussionist. How cool can a band be? They're called Tilly and the Wall, in case you were wondering.

I'm playing with the idea of putting up mixes for everyone to download, but I'm not totally sure if anyone would be bothered. Probably not.

Here's another contender for album of the year (it's only April, and there have been a thousand great releases, we're being spoiled): Two Suns by Bat For Lashes. My favourite song from that album is 'Good Love': it builds up brilliantly and the second half is absolutely mesmerizing. You can listen to it here:

the philosophy of time warps

I will describe a situation everyone will recognise. You're standing at the bar in a random pub. Preferably one that's not too loungy and dusted off. No one's ever died from a bit of dirt, right? (probably someone did die from a bit of dirt, but let's just ignore that) So you're just standing there, drinking a beer or two, being perfectly aware of time. You're just talking to your friends about the incompetence of the Belgian national coach, and about how much better the Belgians would play when you were in charge. Or you're chatting up some girl and failing miserably. Doesn't matter what you're doing in that bar, at one point something strange happens. One moment you're perfectly aware of the time and the next you're not. Time has beaten you. It's 5 am. How the fuck did that happen? The answer to this question is quite simple: a time warp. God or some other Supreme Being has decided that the time spent in a pub between let's say 1 and 5 am isn't really relevant (you can't really blame Him, can you?) So He just time-warped you a few hours 'till it's time to go home. But God is clever ofcourse. Not only did He time-warp you, He also makes sure you don't know it! So He makes you more alcohol-intoxicated and steals some money from your wallet. As if you've really spent all that time in the bar, drinking some more beers. Which ofcourse you haven't, because what have you done all that time?!