Every year for Easter, me and a couple of my friends go to the country side and enjoy ourselves with some shenanigans, food and games. Here are some bits and pieces from that.
First BBQ of the year!
Robin is trying to explain something
Joacim is shocked!
He tried at least
BBQ’d Paprika!
Resident evil puzzles coming up?
Games!
Foods!
Omnom!
Breakfast!
New Friends!
And then, the main event, dinner!
Snaps was had!
I did something else than the traditional swedish easter stuff, I made a vegan lassanga! It was good 😀
socks
More games!
Such hilarious!
Beer!
Couronne! Maybe the best game ever, after Loupin’ Louie and stones that is.
Well, it started in my teenage years when I explored and discovered a lot of types of music. The thing I started to like was to experiment, to find new stuff. I was lucky to have a good friend who listened to music that was not being played on the radio. Prior to my teenage years most of the music I was exposed to was what the radio fed me. Sure, some times I did find a bit of different tunes on MTV (Which was way better in the early years) and the Swedish equivalent with ZTV. And radio did of course give me old classics and stuff. But the library became pretty predictable after a week of repetition so that didn’t really keep me interested.
From my friend I found a bunch of metal, rock, punk and so on. But most importantly, the curiosity to find new stuff.
Because of this I became interested in what my sister was listening to, and boy am I happy that I wanted to do that. Me, my brother and my sister weren’t really fighting that much, we actually spent time together and liked each other. I don’t think my sister really thought about it at the time, but she really did influence me (and my music taste) in good ways. She introduced me to Welle:Erdball, Wolfsheim, Covenant and other pretty intense synth music. This led me into Kraftwerk and other similar bands. But what I mostly stuck with was Welle:Erdball (BTW, I think she introduced me to Infected Mushroom! One of my absolute favorites but in another genre). I think that I stuck with Welle because the tunes are still very melodical whereas Kraftwerk is more industrial and exploratory (Although I do like me some industrial stuff).
I haven’t been listening to Welle:Erdball continuously all these years of course. But recently some synth music has seen a resurgence in my library due to the revelation that a close friends is interested in synth music. This got me to dig up some old tunes, and they do still work for me!
The latest edition to the everlasting list: My Weird Music is X-Japan. And this is also the latest edition to the everlasting category of responses like “Woah, are you listening to this?” . Both of them are growing strong. But this blog is not, you know, life has to be taken care of, a life which eats time as a freshly popped bag of popcorn.
But yes. I do really like different styles of metal. Come to think f it, I have not posted any metal songs. So, yeah, this is fitting! (Grammatically correct on Mars to use many commas in a single sentence. Look it up)
Boom Blox was a great game. IS a great game! The music was fantasticly well fitting for what it was. It is also good enough to listen to outside of the game, in the “real” world. This song is in my study-playlist.
I love strings but I don’t really care for classical music. I just really love the sound and the way passion flows when people play, for instance the violin.
I’ve talked about the concept of music that I can’t really share with friends before. This is something I can’t really put on when I have friends over and expect them to be as taken by its splendor as I am. I’m not saying it is a bad thing but very few would actually want to listen to it. It might be because some music is inherently better to listen to by yourself. Or is it?
Don’t get me wrong, I would love for someone to be with me, sit down with me, and just enjoy it with me. I don’t even want it to be a special moment. I just want to be able to share what I love, without someone shooting it down. Because you know what, I want to know what you love, what you hold dear to you, what you don’t feel comfortable with sharing with everyone. That is in some way true honesty.
It is a bit scary though, and instead of risking that someone ruins the magic for you, you just keep it to yourself.