Tobias Kirstein - Fredagsbønnen

Danish avantfreak, frejazz drummer and noisefreak etc. Tobias Kirstein wrote a nice short blabble about baby screams, airport firealarms, artsploitation and silence...

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Tobias' Ten Picks | JT and the Empty Chairs

A meet with Troy Van Leeuwen

My friend Jon A asked me if I wanted to help him interview Josh Homme. Say what?!? Sure I did. Josh is my musical icon, so why not. He also seems like a really fun guy to interview. Unfortunately he had been a little ill and needed to rest - or something, so we got Troy instead. The stupid A&R woman from Universal made us all sit and wait for an hour because of soundcheck. Well, maybe not her fault but she could have offered us some beers and stuff. Anyway, we were the first in line and Troy was a really cool guy to talk to. The concert afterward was great. They seemed really happy and into it. The sound was pretty poor, but thats how KB Hallen is. Nothing new about that! The article will be published in Metalized

Metalized Mister Enemy Cool pix by Jacob Dinesen

Barcrawl ... again

Hmmm ... the same old, same old story again. Beers and music and then off to town. This night we started out at Märkbar and had the female tender play some Buzzcocks. Then off to Blågårds Apotek and a meet-up with Karen and some other chick. We were already quite drunk and jazz with Jan Kaspersen and Nulle was no good. Then off to this place called Valhalla supposed to be a rock/metal bar just across the street to Apoteket. There was almost no other people than us. But they did play Guns 'n' Roses and had some Rochefort beers that tasted more than great. The girls came over and Lars bought 10 white Gajol shots. Then the girls left and we had to finish the shots and so on ... Then everything gets really, really blurred but after some discussion we headed for Louises - but it was closed. Then it was Temple Bar with Nanna behind the bar and I guess the DJ was someone from svingninger too?! Now exceptionally drunk we left Temple and Lars went home to Karen. I remember I came back to Temple and talked to Nanna, but I guess i was quite difficult to talk to ...? Hmmmm ... then the classic cheese burger and to bed.

Another fucked up night and now hangovers again. And who the fuck cares anyway??

Now listening to: Eartling Society downloads from their site

Märkbar | Blågårds Apotek | Valhalla | Temple Bar

Am I nuts ...?

I want some of this stuff ...

French Bull | Psychedelic drugs | Paisley stuff

Jalaflakast in Hell ...

Oh yeah, christmas time again. And once again time for the christmas lunches! This year I went to three of them - one bad and two very nice ones. The first was with my work at Marathon Sport (yes, I once was a pretty desent long distance runner!). That one was awful. We went to something called Tappehallerne at Tuborg. Bad food, bad entertainment and terrible 3447 other people.

Next up was at Lowcut held at the old collective called Helvede (Hell) where JT lives. Great evening with nice food, good music and great people. And I got so druk I had to drag my bike home because I was afraid to crash if I tried to get on it.

The last one was the legendary Jalaflakast at Galle's home. All the old people from Gammel Torv (hang-out place for the punks in the 80's). Once again great food, great entertainment and great people. Three bottles of snaps made us go mad and Lars and I went of to see good old President Fetch at Christianshavns Beboerhus. Well, we turned up too late, but had a great night anyway being really, really stupid and annoing.

President Fetch @ Myspace | Danish Punk | Snaps

Shrooms 'n' Coke, but no rock 'n' roll

Friday 16th was a diffucult choise between High on Fire at Loppen and Black Debbath at Stengade 30. Well, we ended up eating the rest of my liberty caps and just listening to music and staring into the thin air. Fortunately Mads was there and only drank beer so after some hours we went out. There's a new club opened just across my street called Jolene, so we went there and what a surprise! A big dark room with strange colours and nice people.

Anyway, they closed at midnight because of too many complaints from the stupid nabours living in my street. And what's even more shitty is that the place has decided to close down this weekend. It all started with a big bang. The release party had almost 700 people attending so they occupied the whole street and the cops came several times because of complaints. This weekend I suppose they will end the whole story with another clash!? Although not a rock-club it showed out to be a cool place - I should have went there some more! Well, off we went to fucking downtown and hit good old Floss where we met Lars from Heatfarm. Lars got us some coke and then we woke up and had a great trip clubbing all night. But no music ...!

Jolene | Baren Floss | Heatfarm @ Myspace