indierocknrollmusic: August 2011

Mittwoch, 31. August 2011

Life is easy as pie...

...but as soon as you add some reality everything is getting mixed up in a whole coloured mess formally known as

chaos...

photography by corinna kern

Dienstag, 23. August 2011

like a flock of butterflies - haldern-pop

Music surrounded us and covered us at the very same moment.

We danced in the rain and walked through mud and grey puddles, just to sit in the sun a few minutes later.

The weather was as fun as the festivals were.

We drank wine, stole chairs and threw confetti on everyone who smiled back, but now it's over.

It's official now. The festivalseason is over.

haldern-pop

was the most amazing as usual.

I was able to interview brilliant bands and take phantastic photographs, which is all to come as soon as I find some time and space between this busy hours.

There is a little game I like to play on festivals or everytime I feel a little down.

It's called:

Collecting Smiles.

You go aut and smile at human beings and everytime they smile back at you, you collected a smile and add it to a list in your mind.

At the haldern-pop I stopped counting when I was up to 364 smiles.

Try it. This game is pure hapiness.

photography uwe weber and me

Dienstag, 16. August 2011

whims and whistles

As cliché as it may sound, i started wondering about love lately.

In some cultures being in love is deemed as a mental disease and

I think they might be right, because you are definitely not yourself anymore.

You start to smile as soon as you pronounce the name of your love and wanne talk about it constantly.

You even start to hear the name everywhere and catch yourself looking at your mobile, if there is a new message and if there isn’t you start to worry about that.

You start to worry about a lot of things you never even thought it was possible to worry about.

The sound of your voice, the way you walk or where to put your hands.

Besides all this you don’t seem to have any other problems anymore.

Trouble with the world just seems to vanish when you are in love.

So it happened to a friend of mine and I wished for a little moment to be in love as well, but decided to stick with my “five minute loves”. It’s way easier and in the end it comes all down to the same.

Maybe “Noah and The Whale”

expressed it the best in

“5 years time”

Oh well I look at you and say
It's the happiest that I've ever been
And I'll say I no longer feel I have to be James Dean
And she'll say
"Yah well I feel all pretty happy too"
And I'm always pretty happy when I'm just kicking back with you

…

Although maybe all these moments are just in my head
I'll be thinking ‘bout them as I'm lying in bed
And all that I believe, it might not even come true
But in my mind I'm havin' a pretty good time with you

In five years time I might not know you
In five years time we might not speak
In five years time we might not get along
In five years time you might just prove me wrong