Hey y'all.
This was a pretty interesting weekend.
I spent my friday in Stockholm with a couple of friends and we went to see Dubmood.
That was fucking amazing, oh yeah it was.
My saturday was even more fucked up. I had my first gig where I actually stood on stage playing my own music, that was mad. Fun as hell and hell yeah, I was totally wasted.
Passed out on a floor and woke up 10 hours later...
Thanks Ohm!
Hey y'all.
Yesterday, I got back from Stockholm.
I went there to see some friends and to chill out at a reggae gig in Haninge.
The line up: Mighty Rednek, Lancy Ranking, ECU, Ras Cricket and of course, the peak of the evening, The Soul Beats the Riddim.
It was a classy evening, believe me on that one.
Thanks for a great time dudes.
Now lemme fix the dubbies!
Allrighty then, I'm back from another trip to London.
Right now I'm sitting at some computer I found on the Arlanda airport in Sweden.
I got back from London like 2 hours ago and I still have another 6 hours left until my train arrives.
Why am I here? I should've been home by now, yeah. Allrighty, I missed the plane home yesterday so I had to spend another night in London. No regrets tho!
On sunday me and my pal Dave went to the Get loaded in the park festival and saw The Go! Team, Mstrkrft and DJ Yoda. I was having a terrible hangover at that time so I couldn't appreciate that much tho, but it was great.
Anyways, we went from there(almost all out of cash), bought some more beer, took the tube to Dave's place and got fucking wasted, passed out and woke up at around 11:00 yesterday. We went up, had some breakfast, tied our shoes and went out, planning on getting to the airport in time.
We went to Tottenham to chill out before the flight, and we did. Got to the tube and realized that we only had 1 hour to get to the airport and we had 30 stations to go. And trust me, 30 stations is not possible to go in 1 hour. So we got on the train, came to Kings cross(11 stations) and went off, realizing it was impossible to get to the plane in time.
WOAH! We jumped off, got our asses to Nottinghill and got pretty fucking wasted again at the Carnival. The mother fekkin Carnival. That was like the most insane stuff I've been to.
Imagine 2 million people running around doing whatever they were doing, beer everywhere, people everywhere, THIRTY fucking sound systems playing the most wicked reggae/dub you can think of. And of course, there were people running around with like 3m long feathers on their head and all that crazy carnival stuff too. So, we got wasted again and went to Dan's house and passed out. We woked up a couple of hours later tho to the sound of Dan's parents singing out loud in the middle of the morning. We went up, got our asses to the airport, tried to buy some tickets but Hell no, we didn't have enough money. So we had to go from the airport to some other place, like 5 stations away, to get some more cash.
And we did. We got some cash and ate some cheeseburgers, went to the airport, bought my ticket for £260 and there I was, on Heathrow with a new fucking ticket.
The plane arrived in like 2 hours, I got on it, got my free sandwich and a coke and poff, I was sleeping and woke up when we were at the gate here in Sweden.
Now I'm gonna wait for my train.
Hola!
Hello there.
At the arvika festival me and my pal was stopped by some crazy people who worked for some new community that was about to be launched.
Anyways, they gave us 2 t-shirts and asked us to put them on and jump. We both agreed on that IF we could keep the t-shirts. And we could.
So, here's the piccie!
That was fun.
Hey y'all
I'm beginning to learn this fekkin' shiat and I love it.
From now on I'm litoralis if you're bored surfing MySpace,
check me out!
http://myspace.com/thisislitoralis
Hey y'all!
It's been a while. But hey, wtf. Anyways, I'm back from the Arvikafestival, if you don't have any clue about what that is, click here.
It's the best festival there is. Electronic music all the way, just how I like it.
When I got back from Amsterdam I had one day to clean my clothes, buy food and get some alcohol before my departure the day after.
But now I'm back after 5 DAMN muddy and wet days, that's also been filled with superb music played by some of the worlds biggest and best artists.
I managed to see The Magic Numbers, Infected Mushroom, Pluxus, The tough alliance, Hocico, Frozen Plasma, Apotygma Berzerk, Rongfa and Slagsmålsklubben. Although I planned to see like 10 more but I fell asleep like 3 times per day because of the damn weather(and the mud!).
Now I'm looking forward to the Way out West festival that's coming up in August.
I'll keep the blog alive anyways with some fun stuffies that probably is coming up.
Thanks y'all!
Allright y'all.
I've been here for a week and tomorrow I'm going back to Sweden.
My time in Amsterdam has been interesting, it's a damn nice city with alot of cool and weird people, there's no doubt about the fact that there's alot of things to do here but I couldn't see myself living here.
It's too tight, it has way too many people living here(everywhere!), way too many bicycles, too dirty and the language is so strange. Not to mention the potheads, junkies and whores(sluts) that the streets are packed with. There are even people standing in the streets playing bagpipe begging for money?! This is a cool place to go to for partying and drinking good beer with a bunch of good friends and 1 week is good enough for me. Now it's time to go home and spend some time with my beautiful girlfriend before I go to the Arvikafestival(woho!). More about that later.
Photos from my trip can be found here.
Cheers!
Yeey, now it's time for Mikki to step into the spotlight.
Mikki is the cute little dog who lives here with the people I'm living with.
For those who don't know, Amstedam is packed with these bad-ass-looking ducks/gooses and today we fed them with some moldy bread. That's about it for today, tomorrow I'm going home(YES!).
Oh yeah! How could I forget?
At the gig I met this crazy dude and I have to write something about him because he sure deserves it.
I found him sitting a couple of metres next to me while I was waiting for the gig to begin and of course, because of the beer(!), I had to say something to him. So, I said YO BITCH! and he said YOOO HOMIE!
Then we spent the following hours spending our heineken-coins and dancing our arses off to the gig.
Anyways, Dean lives somewhere here in Holland, goes to as many gigs he can, alone. And drinks more beer than no other living being can.
Cheers Dean!
Hey y'all.
Today, we went out for some partying at one of the Bulldog clubs.
We came in, it was packed with people, we got a beer each, drank it.
Ordered a redbull vodka drink, drank it, ordered 2 more beers,
left the beers on the table and walked home.
And that's about it.
Good night.
Jahman to y'all.
Yesterday I was at Daft Punk's gig at the Heineken Music Hall here in Amsterdam.
And jeez, was it cool or what? The Knife's gig at the Arvikafestival last year was NOTHING against this. This was totally unbelievable. I had already seen the videos on YouTube from their earlier shows but I never could've imagined that it was gonna be as sick as it was.
Totally fucking amazing.
All my love to ya funky punky french friez.
