Thursday, January 22, 2009

madness

Everyone seems to be walking with severe cold these days ... sneezing, coughing and having a noose running after them. :-) Daughter is home from school sneezing, and days become tedious and are filled with too much rest, feels like you really never wake up. I got hold of The Idiot again, and the first part of that book has occupied my lazy brain during two days, the edition is an old one, gives you a nice laugh now and then, but then that is my little nerdy thing about editions ... This time though, I´ve come to the decision I have to buy myself a new one, this one has become boring with all it´s "ancient" vocabulary, I´ll have to drop by the secondhand bookstore any day now and look for a later.

Had to go out, took a detour passed the trash cans at the back of the building, just to get some air, fresh air ... :-), took the chance and got rid of some trash by the way, heard a crash. As I was only half awake I didn´t actually react on the sudden noice, until a man started shouting, "Mind where you´re driving!!...you stupid ... !!!" (something like that). I heard a child crying and that sound drove me out on the street, prepared for that something bad had happened. I noticed a man standing bent down towards the drivers seat in a car, waving his arms around, still shouting and cursing into the car. It was dark as it is in late afternoons but there were numerous people in the streets and some cartraffic too, everyone stared at the man in the middle of the street and I tried to locate the crying child without success.

I was aimed in that direction anyway so I walked towards the crossroads where this event had occured, still searching for the crying child. A bicycle lay on the pavement, I couldn´t see if it was damaged or broken in any way, and the shouting man obviously owned it and seemed to be alright, physically, though furiously mad. Now I spotted the crying child, the boy stood around the corner from where I stood, opposite to where the accident had happened, and I wasn´t sure he was scared because he´d whitnessed the crash or because of the furious man, probably both. He had his older brother or friend with him, comforting, so I didn´t interfere, just walked passed.

I saw the angry man calling, what I assumed to be, the 112 alarm number and heard him asking for the police, I also overheard him say he´d been hit by a car. An elderly woman stepped out from the passengerseat, and the driver carefully parked the car in the corner, anxious of being in the middle of the street. I left and found my way to the supermarket, daughter wanted some oranges, and I wasn´t needed in the corner.

Walking home again, carrying oranges, fresh bread and some chewing gum fruity taste in my bag, I could see the police car parked outside our building, the policemen took notes on their pads, and I could at this moment see the driver of the car, he was an old man, given support by an old woman while they crossed the street and got in to their car again. Well, well ... I thought, and old man, he must be so distressed by this, I almost felt sorry for him, a poor sort. Then again I´m not so sure he should´ve been out driving, especially not in the dark like this. The man that had been hit seemed to be fine, probably it had scared him, thinking he was so mad it must have been fear not madness ;-). ... maybe I´ve just had enough of madness for today, I will go to rest again, having and orange and waiting for the cold to hit me. No hard feelings Mr.Dostojevkij.

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

photo: Fini Bussy Broman

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

TC Matic - Middle class and blue eyes

Not exactly Alternative Industrial ... but ;-), Belgian alright.

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Kraftwerk Das Modell Live

Twilight scenery

Stage panorama from Nine Inch Nails over America tour, for the song In this Twilight:


Exxon Facility north of Baton Rouge, Louisiana:

Sunday, December 14, 2008

Friday, December 12, 2008

Nine Inch Nails: Live From Rehearsals: 1,000,000

NIN - Survivalism (Live 2007)

More sad shit going on these days, and this one really makes me sad. I feel insulted too, music that has given me energy go keep going in life, music that has made me feel part of something great and good, is used for mean purposes. I have no words for it ...

"It's difficult for me to imagine anything more profoundly insulting, demeaning and enraging than discovering music you've put your heart and soul into creating has been used for purposes of torture.
If there are any legal options that can be realistically taken they will be aggressively pursued, with any potential monetary gains donated to human rights charities.
Thank GOD this country has appeared to side with reason and we can put the Bush administration's reign of power, greed, lawlessness and madness behind us.

Trent Reznor

posted by trent reznor at 11:36am "


Tunes used for torture at Guantanamo, link:

http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/28144557

Tuesday, December 9, 2008

Nice walk

Nice walk, on a Sunday afternoon, watching the city in it´s artistic lighting in trees on bridges on houses on chimneys on trams and in shop-windows, everything professionally arranged during the darkest time of the year and in such an appropriate time before Christmas. We spot small shiny snowmen on the pavement, and spruces placed all along the Mainstreet in almost every streetcorner, from down where it starts by the railwaystation to where it ends by the Museum of Art.

This particular Sunday is the one in the year that starts up our four weeks long wait for Christmas, the first Sunday in Advent. Elevenyearold daughter tries to turn her walk into a long last memory with a little help from her friend, the blue/green digital camera she had as a gift from her father, there are thus a number of stops during our walk, she just can´t help herself. We both think this city is a very nice city to live in, it has lots of interesting places, and the city gardener, who during summertime keeps almost every growable space in town with flowers for us to enjoy, has done a great job decorating the parks with light this dark period of the year.

We are heading for the number one Advent attraction, that is going to be lit this afternoon, the big candlestick ... well, I wouldn´t call it a candlestick without some slight hesitation, but there is no other word for it, is it. It doesn´t look like a candlestick but it has four chimneys .. yeah, right, representing the four candles we put in our candlestick that we put on our coffeetable that we put on ... that we keep there these four weeks and lit one candle every Sunday until Christmas arrives. (notice some trouble I had describing this in English, :-) sorry ) The chimneys are located on top of an old heating central that was used for heating up several factorybuildings included in the "Industrial Landscape", as they call it nowadays when it´s funtioning as a touristattraction, not the prosperous forestindustry it once was, of course situated in the middle of the city. This heating central is a beautiful building with high arch windows like in a churchbuilding, therefore it´s called the "Heating church" only it has not one tower but four ;-). It was actually a weird guy from Norway, who had a position in our municipality for a few years, he came up with this idea of using the building as a huge, and sensationally unusual candlestick.


The first candle was lit while eleven-year-old was busy immortalizing the big chandelier of lights that hangs under the "Old bridge", she rushed up the stairs, joyfully, just in time to get the picture of the fireworks that came along with the first candlelight. With one big sigh she burst out "It´s ok if we go home now ... ". She looked pleased and our walk had been more than an our so I understand she´d become bored.

(this post was about last week, the number two stick has already been lit. As I´ve tried to get hold of some pictures from our walk but failed, due to a sulky eleven-year-old who wants her pictures for herself, you´ll have to be content with the ones I actually got, and the picture of the "Heating Church" is not one by my daughters)

photo: Fini Bussy Broman

Sunday, December 7, 2008

Waiting for Christmas ...

View out through kitchen window.

Photo: Fini Bussy Broman

Thursday, December 4, 2008

Sad moment ...

No comment on this one, read for yourself. This was not my very happy morning.


File this one under lost opportunities.

I'm very proud of the show we've put together for this tour and have been working hard the last few months to find a way to capture it. I had an amazing situation lined up that would have allowed me to film the show in 3D with James Cameron's team for a theatrical release as well as DVD / BluRay, etc. We had an extra date added to the tour that we were going to give away all the tickets for and have a filming party / thank you show.

I made two critical mistakes. One was to approach a certain record company that owns some of the song rights about producing / funding. The second was to allow said company to fuck around as usual for months before saying um... no. We then achieved the impossible by finding alternate production / funding but the timetable is too rushed to get it filmed comfortably with the remaining time left on the tour. This tour and a lot of the personnel involved finish at the end of this leg, so we can't push filming into Jan / Feb.

Deep breath...
This was an amazing tour and production - certainly the best thing I've ever been involved with and likely the final tour for NIN on this scale. Thank you to those who came out to see it and forgive me for having a Kanye West moment, but this was FOR SURE the best show of the year and any bullshit end-of-the-year poll you may read in the next few weeks that says otherwise simply has it wrong. Those of you who saw it know I'm right.

The shows we have announced in 2009 and any more that may be announced will be a completely different approach with some different personnel and will likely be the last for the foreseeable future.