A good friend

A good friend, is one who can make you forget, for a moment
A good friend, is one who can uplift you from your petty f###ng sorrows.
A good friend, is one who can allieviate the damnation of insane stupid bullshit, and make some sense of it all.
A good friend, is one who can make me relax, just by being near.
A good friend, can make the ups and downs, into mere ripples in the water...

thoughts

somedays i feel i would need an imaginary friend, who would back me up when i'm not sure about anything. of course other people always misunderstand their role in my life.. or what?!? I've been listening to Elliott Smith recendtly. He is quite an amazing musician. He writes pretty music, and has a frail, soft voice, which is often double tracked. Elliott wasnt a part of the thing with nineties music to write supesimple songs. Instead he weaves together very sophisticated chord structures and arrangements. The lyrics are often pessimistic, and you can sense a sort of almost self-hatred. But he uses them also to give old girlfriends a harsh final goodbye. His death is mystical in that sense, that the police left the question open to whether it was a suicide or not. Undoubtly one of the finest and most underrated musicians of our times.
i've been sick lately, somedays i just wake up, like today, and don't feel the energy to do anything. I've had a cold since april, and it's getting worse. I was stupid enough not to take a break right away, but do a concert. Now it will just take even longer to heal. But there is always hope. My voice is kind of fucked up at the moment. Anyway, I've got a new job. I'm going to teach kids guitar at Gítarskóli Íslands this winter. And finsh the school at the same time. I'm going to have a salary for the first time in ages. I'm going to be very tired this winter. But I feel it's the only thing to do, in this position, as I don't feel any special ambition to do anything in this city anymore. That means it's time for leaving, and thats exactly what I have on my mind, every moment of every day. I've been checking out schools, in NY, Finland, Sweden and China. That is not a final list, i'm just getting started.

Its funny how down my alley this show is. Its depressing, morbid, and makes you appreciate what you have better..
Besides, George is really cute.
I think her thoughts at the end of each show, are the most awful on the show, and part of what makes it good.
Dirty little secrets, all over. I wonder why there are so many good shows now, as lost also has a really good theme.
Today I got a new guitar, which is derived from the grandmother of my aunts, its from around 1900. Its really beautiful yellow, with decorations. I changed the strings and it has this beautiful country clang. Its quite small and ladylike. The frets are quite primitive style, and they are the only thing i think makes you see its so old. They give a different sound. Its nice to get, because I've been wondering for a while, why Robert Johnsons guitar doesnt sound like a guitar, it sounds like more like a banjo. Maybe its sound quality of what was that? wire?

Sonic Youth

I went to see Sonic Youth this week. It was a great experience. It sure seems encouraging. I mean these people have been reinventing themselves a long time. Now that Sonic Youth have 3 guitars and a bass, they have a more orchestral sound than before. That sounds great though. You can sense it from the way they present themselves that Sonic is all about being a team, its not a band of people fighting over space. Kim Gordon stands comfortably in the middle of the stage, looking really cute. Her vocals float on top of the ocean of noise, although Thursten and Lee sing equally much. I just saw Blonde Redhead the week(or two) before, and I can't say that the comparison is still valid. Blonde Redhead might have had a similar aspect to them when they started out (as Sonic Youth) but now they present something altogether different.
Anyway it was a great show, especially the songs off the new abum, so you should check them out when they storm through your hometown.

in order to fly, one must forget that one is heading towards the ground.
in order to love, one must forget what he is after.
in order to get somewhere, one must forget where he's heading.
in order to see the light, one must be situated in total blackness.
in order to love, one must forget his own existance.
in order to overcome the fear, one must stare it in the face, without blinking.
in order to exist, one must forget that he ever existed.

sleeping