segunda-feira, 6 de julho de 2009

Smells like...

Today Hradec Kralové for Rock for People 2009, tomorrow pack and take care of paperwork, the day after tomorrow airport, and the day after come back to say goodbye to Pardubice get the bags and go...

Starting to pack, and it smells like goodbye already...


What will grow crooked, you can't make straight
It's the price that you gotta pay
Do yourself a favour and pack your bags
Buy a ticket and get on the train
Buy a ticket and get on the train

Cause this is fucked up, fucked up
Cause this is fucked up, fucked up

People get crushed like biscuit crumbs
And lay down in the bitumen
You have tried your best to please everyone
But it just isn't happenin
No, it just isn't happenin

And that is fucked up, fucked up
And this is fucked up, fucked up
This your blind spot, blind spot
It should be obvious, but it's not.
But it isn't, but it isn't

You cannot kick-start a dead horse
You just crush yourself and walk away
I don't care what the future holds
'Cause I'm right in your arms today
With your fingers you can touch me

I am your black swan, black swan
But I made it to the top, but I made it to the top
And this is fucked up, fucked up

You are fucked up, fucked up
This is fucked up, fucked up

Be your black swan, black swan
I'm for spare parts, broken up

sábado, 4 de julho de 2009

I miss this mess


I really miss this mess.

quinta-feira, 2 de julho de 2009

Time Machine

"We all have our time machines. Some take us back, they're called memories. Some take us forward, they're called dreams." - Jeremy Irons

Finally Paris

This was an amazing place to be in. Not just for sightseeing but the the people we met along the way... Honduran girl, 2 sisters from Ecuador, Aldo from Mexico, Argentinians, French (obviously), Irish, Canadians, an American from the Bronx, a Romanian living in America, Brazilians and Australians... maybe more I can't remember.
Our hostel was in a very "good" location very close to a metro station: Barbès - Rochechouart and the people outside the metro station and on every corner were so helpful. During the day the usual questions were: "Malboro? Malboro?", "Metro ticket? Metro Ticket?", but only when darkness came that the really funny questions popped up: "Haschisch? Haschisch?".
The Sandman's New Paris Tour was amazing, the pub crawl was crazy and the weather was shit. The Louvre is huge, the city is amazing the parks are beautiful and the metro is... let's just say embarrassing for the city (though I could have used "shit" again).
Another "amazing" episode was while buying water. France is environmental friendly no doubt about it!
Went inside a mini-market to buy water, check prices and a small bottle was 0.40€. Perfect let's find the refrigerator... Same water from inside the refrigerator 0.70€.
Plus 0.30€ not because it was from the Fountain of Youth, no sir! The only difference was that it was cold.

domingo, 28 de junho de 2009