John Entwistle(the Ox) (1944-2002)

Oh for god's sake! I am the worst Who fan ever!
I totally forgot to write a little note about John Entwistle's birthday on October 9th!

John Entwistle was the Who's bassist from the very start 'till his death in 2002. In my opinion he is one of the best and most innovative bass players in the history of rock. ONE of the best, that is, 'cause there is this other guy who was really good, but I can't remember his name now:p

But back to the topic.

Entwistle was born in Chiswick in 1944, and played instruments such as the french horn(which I think he played in Pictures Of Lily), the trumpet and piano.

John Entwistle also stands for one of the first(maybe even the first) recorded bass solos on a rock album. This Solo is the well known solo in My Generation:D I love it when I'm dancing and that solo comes!
Anyway, I can't say much more about the great Entwistle other than that he's another of the many men on this planet of whom I deeply admire for his skills and accomplishments. Here are some pictures of ol' Thunderfingers:

Entwistle with Jimi Hendrix backstage at Monterey

In 1969

Performing My Generation with The Who in 1967


Entwistle playing along seemingly unaffected by the explosion going on behind him

With Pete Townsend in 1996(I think)

On the back cover of the Who Sell Out

Snow, snow gone, halloween party, freezing cold and bruised knees

I haven't been able to write for a couple of days now, 'cause I've sort of been busy... or... whatever...

The day before yesterday our school threw a halloween party, which was to be held at Roxy.

So Amanda, Maren and I got ready at my place before we went(shit, I wish we took some pictures! We looked bloody delicious!)

I went as... you'll never guess.... Rollergirl!! while Maren and Amanda both went as pirates:D 

We arrived at the "vorspiel"(like the party before the actual party...) at seven, but had to leave again to meet Aslak and Ola who came as a two headed troll:p After skating around waiting for about half an hour, freezing our arses of  we went back to the party and had ourselves a ball(still no effin' pictures!!!) and a certain someone had too much of a good time, so right before we were leaving to go to Roxy, this certain someone sat outside throwing up with sweet Anje supporting her, holding her hair back and doing what friends should do when someone has had one too many.

Well, the whole rest of the evening was cold, a wee bit stressful and we ended up not going to Roxy after all(well most of us). 

Early next morning I woke up feeling like shait, but was pleasantly surprised when I saw the lovely snow that had fallen during the night(no wonder we were freezing).

But I had a nice time, although I blew my money off:p 

 But I want to go to bed now, I've just watched the season finale of Skins,which I found a bit disturbing, but also very sweet:) 

So I'll be off, right after I've added Regine's blog(in norwegian) to my blogroll!

Nighty-night!

I've got a brand new(vintage) pair of rollerskates:D

hahaaa! My grandad is the best of the best!!
I had been going on about a couple of really cool vintage rollerskates I found on eBay, which I really wanted to bid on, but the seller had put on a "UK bids only" note. So I asked my grandad(who is a very experienced eBay-er) if he could maybe sort it out for me.
So he wrote a note to the seller, trying to persuade him to accept outside-of-UK bids as well. But the seller wouldn't, and so I didn't get to buy the skates:(
Anyhow, my grandad went up to a local market yeasterday, full of vintage stuff, spesifically to look for vintage rollerskates, and guess what! He found some alright!! AND he bought them for me:D:D
So I went to get them today, and I'm going to wear them tomorrow at my school's Halloween party!!
So I've been skating around since I got home, although I fell right on my arse in the livingroom(which made my dad and stepmom burst in to vicious laughter...)
And now I'm up in my room playing Melanie Safka's Brand New Key(the rollerskate song):D

Ok, my original plan for this post was to complain about the Norwegian autumn, but since I decided not to be negative anymore, I'll have to do it with a twist.

It goes like this:
I simply LOVE Norway in the autumn! The grey dark sky covering the city, is firmly colouring our trees and houses and clothes in this wonderfully depressing shade.
Everywhere the leaves are moulding together with dog shit, cigarette butts and dead birds, covering the pavements and making an exciting obstacle trail to entertain me on my way to school!
Also, it's so uplifting when I remind myself that it's going to get even darker and colder!
I'm not looking forward to my London trip at all! When I go to London it will be springtime, and warmer and obviously I don't care much for sun and bird's singing.

Aw-well... I'll have to focus on the English presentation going on in front of me.... it's about the American warzzz..zzz...zzz...


No, I want to play SuperMario:D

Roller Girl!

If I was ever to be a pornstar, I would definetely bee like rollergirl:D

Rollergirl is Heather Graham's character in the 1997 movie Boogie Nights.

Rollergirl never takes her skates off!

Well, at least I know what I'm going as for Halloween:D

Life's a piece of Shit...

I find myself being really Norwegian these days and constantly complaining about things!
Whether it's my lack of sleep and the early mornings, or that one of my parents is acting like a complete idiot. There are a lot of things about both Norway and my parents that could've been better, but it's not killing me is it?

I've just read this book about a girl who's been sexually abused by her father and other members of her family plus some of his friends her whole life. The book made quite an impact on me, and it made me think how great my life really is.
At least my future relationships won't be messed up because I don't know how to behave with men without beeing sexual.
I know I'm not the first one with these thoughts, but I'm just in the middle of realising what a hypocrite I'm becoming, along with a great deal of the Norwegian society.
And this isn't only the upper-class, posh rich-bitches who don't give a shit about stuff like the enviroment or the less fortunate.
The same thing goes for the radical kids who call themselves communists, and feminists and stuff like that, and who do things like pour pig blood all over another party's headquarters just 'cause they thinks they're too americanized.
Give me a break! Norway is both the richest and the best country to live in in the whole world, and these kids just don't know how bloody lucky they are to have been born with such privileges!
We can do almost whatever we want with our lives, and still have a safe ground and a chance to earn some money.
If only these people would stop complaining about everything, just to have something to camplain about.
Just so they could say: "Yeah, I had a hard time growing up... I went to a lot of demonstrations, and I was real rebellious...yeah"
Why don't we all wake the fuck up and see what it is we have the ability to do here!
Why don't we try and work on problems that don't necessarily affect ourselves, but that we still can do something about?

Just needed to get it out:p It's been a looong day... But at least I'm not complaining:D

Death of A Clown

"My makeup is dry and it clags on my chin
Im drowning my sorrows in whisky and gin
The lion tamers whip doesnt crack anymore
The lions they wont fight and the tigers wont roar"

What a wonderfully weird song this is...
There is absolutely no information about it on the internet, and I'm aware that I probably would have to spend money on something to get any facts at all, all I know is that Dave Davies(of the Kinks) wrote this as a peak at his solo career, but eventually it was realeased on a Kinks album.


"The old fortune teller lies dead on the floor
Nobody needs fortunes told anymore
The trainer of insects is crouched on his knees
And frantically looking for runaway fleas"

Davies says:
(quote)"With Death of A Clown I did feel like I was getting a bit fed up... And it was about... just about the way I was feeling."(end quote)

The song is wonderfully written, and weird and it has this sad but beautiful atmosphere.

It came out in 1967, and if Dave Davies was fed up then it's a bloody wonder that he managed to get himself through another 30 years with the Kinks.I'm glad he did though, 'cause a lot of good stuff has come from the Kinks after that.

I would really like to know more about this song, 'cause I really really love it!!

Someday when I get the time, I'll also post someting on Dave Davies:D

And so the days keep going....

Well, I'm afraid I don't have too many exciting things to talk about today...
We've just been to visit Oslo's second drama school, Bjørnholt(Well, it's not a drama school, they teach a lot of other things there as well, I just can't be bothered to explain the Norwegian school system to you:p) which was fun, exept we most definetely confirmed any myth or prejudices they might have about drama students. We performed some weird mix of mask dance and exercises that must have been thought up in the sixties during some crazy LSD trip.
We also had gymnastics yeasterday, only, we don't call it that, we call it fucking motion or movement if you like:p
Sometimes I think our motion teacher is taking the piss... She usually makes us stand in a circle and do weird things like shake our whole body until, what she calls, our natural sounds come out. And by that, of course, I don't meen farting:p just "shaking" sounds through our voice.
Yesterday we had to pretend to go through different elements in nature and gradually become each element, like water and earth and wind...etc....

I love going to Nissen, and I love taking drama, and I'm ever so thrilled to have gotten in to this school, it's just... sometimes, I can't take it all to serious when I find myself in the middle of a ring acting out what must be Timothy Leary's first acid trip. With my body....

Bergen!

I've just come home from Bergen now.

Gosh,It's so quiet! After spending the last four days surrounded by three other girls, I'm dizzy from lack of sleep and noticing a slight sence of depression.

We've had a great time in Bergen! We arrived thursday evening and went straight to my grandparent's appartement in Nygårdshøyden. Anje was thrilled to be there, and very exited about their home, which is so unlike her:p At the appartement we meet Oda, who took us to her dad's place for dinner. I had a real pain in my ear, so I didn't eat much, but it was very nice to be there.

When we got home, the boys, being Magnus,Anders and Torgrim, came over over to welcome us.

Next morning we went down into town to do some shopping and sightseeing. I only bought a t-shirt, but I think Maddie and Oda got some other things.

We hung out with Marianne, and caught a glimpse of a certain person, but I won't go further in on that. Those involved know what I mean. Well, all but one that is:p

Later on we went over to Marianne and...watched a movie.

At Marianne's place was Magnus, Anders, Torgrim, Sigbjørn us and some boy in Anders' class.

We had so much fun!

Maddie getting ready for bed

So the next day started out really nice, with great weatherEarly in the morning...Maddie's struggling to get into her new body.

But by the time we had been in town for a while, it was pouring with rain. We took Fløy-banen,which is a cableway up to Fløyen.

It was really nice, 'cause you can see all of Bergen from up there, and Anje was of course killing herself with excitement.

We took a couple of pictures and decided to walk all the way down again.

The rest of the day was kind of depressing, although Anders and magnus decided to give us a little farewell visit. We started watching Almodovar's "All About My Mother", but ended up playing Beat for Beat(A kind of music quiz, where you get a certain number of words that make a sentence in a song, and you have to guess your way to the song.) and I was a brilliant judge, of course!

So Magnus and Anders left, and we went to bed and today we took the train all the way home.

Eight hours that is. But the trip seemed really short this time:p