One of my most favorite songs right now is „F**k you“ by Ceelo Green. It’s one of these super awesome songs that makes you wanna dance every time you hear it, even at 6 in the morning. I love the irony and the honesty of the song and really think it speaks for a lot of people. Yes, sometimes you want to say that phrase to certain people and yes, they deserve it. I also deserve it most of the time, when someone dares to tell me to f**k off. It’s ok. I understand. So why the hack is the U.S. industry changing the song to “Forget you”? It changes the meaning of the song so immensely that I cannot stand it any more. Now I heard the censored version on a German radio station and hated it! We are allowed to play the nasty version, so do so!
So for all of you, who are into the real shit, here is the original version:
And I pitty the people whom even YouTube does not allow to play the version. It's too good!
Mittwoch, 24. November 2010
Montag, 15. November 2010
My stomach is full, but my heart is empty.
It’s been a while since I arrived in Berlin but it’s only recently that I went to my first concert in this awesome city.
One day, when I was feeling quite down, my sister played some old Manfred Krug songs to me. I loved it. And then my 60’s loving friend Sophia played Beatplanet, like she always does – and it was good. Because Beatplanet is a bit like Manfred Krug, just from today.
A member of Beatplanet has gone solo as Sven van Thom and together with Sophia I went to his show in Kulturfabrik. I loved the place, even if the music would have been bad, it would have been a great night as there was this intimate atmosphere, a small stage and a golden equin curtain. I totally loved the curtain! And the Martini Rosso - the red one. You know.
Luckily the music did not disappoint me, either. Seeing the guys on stage, there was one thing quite clear: they cannot not make music. It’s something they just have to do, despite the fact that the majority of the German music industry would not invest in this kind of music, as it is intelligent and sometimes challenging. You get the humor if you really listen; you get entertained if you get irony. They will not spill out love songs compatible for Bravo reading teen-agers, but for people who already have made their sometimes traumatic experiences with the other sex.
The night is worth remembering for the entertaining conversations between the songs, “Blockflöte” taking off his shirt and exposing his stomach, the attempt of making Sven’s hair moving with a hairdryer, the college block with handwritten songs in it, and all the beautiful people supporting Sven van Thom in his show.
Now I really need to see Beatplanet live. And I need to get to more Berlin like things.
One day, when I was feeling quite down, my sister played some old Manfred Krug songs to me. I loved it. And then my 60’s loving friend Sophia played Beatplanet, like she always does – and it was good. Because Beatplanet is a bit like Manfred Krug, just from today.
A member of Beatplanet has gone solo as Sven van Thom and together with Sophia I went to his show in Kulturfabrik. I loved the place, even if the music would have been bad, it would have been a great night as there was this intimate atmosphere, a small stage and a golden equin curtain. I totally loved the curtain! And the Martini Rosso - the red one. You know.
Luckily the music did not disappoint me, either. Seeing the guys on stage, there was one thing quite clear: they cannot not make music. It’s something they just have to do, despite the fact that the majority of the German music industry would not invest in this kind of music, as it is intelligent and sometimes challenging. You get the humor if you really listen; you get entertained if you get irony. They will not spill out love songs compatible for Bravo reading teen-agers, but for people who already have made their sometimes traumatic experiences with the other sex.
The night is worth remembering for the entertaining conversations between the songs, “Blockflöte” taking off his shirt and exposing his stomach, the attempt of making Sven’s hair moving with a hairdryer, the college block with handwritten songs in it, and all the beautiful people supporting Sven van Thom in his show.
Now I really need to see Beatplanet live. And I need to get to more Berlin like things.
Mittwoch, 10. November 2010
Honey, shut up.
So yea, sorry, my life is not very eventful these days. Not jetting around Europe, not traveling to any conferences, just commuting to and from work. BUT! On Thursday I will stay in the city to go with my friend Sophia to a concert of a German artist called Sven van Thom, which is not the point right now (but you can listen to the song, while reading the rest of my article).
The point is that when you are commuting, you meet the same people all the time. You just see them on the train, you (uhm… I) never actually talk to them, but their personality shows through their cloths and how they talk to other people.
Today I want to introduce you to some of my commuter “friends”:
Chemistry Guy
He is between 50 and 60 years old and I think the purpose of his life was to be in that age. He is the type of person who should just not have to go through the trouble of being young, because he was between 50 and 60 even when he was 16. I bet. He always wears green, beige, brown cloths and glasses and he never smiles, so his mouth hangs down a bit. He is a serious, very intellectual man, who reads Chemistry Today while he is commuting to his laboratory.
Fat Bank Guy
He always wears a black suit with a white shirt and a colorful tie. His eyes are piercing in different directions and he always seems quite happy. The fact that he lives in my village either means he is married (good for him!) or he still lives with his parents (which I think is the thing). Even though he is incredibly fat, he smells nice, which is rare, if you know what I mean.
Silent Guy
Even though he commutes with colleagues, he always sits by himself and reads English books, which is quite rare for a normal German middle-aged person. He puts a rubber band around the pages he has read, so he never loses track. I am a bit afraid of him. I think he is that type of person who always got teased. Some day he will snap and do something awful. I hope I am wrong.
Toad Woman
I really want to know how she looks without makeup. She is ugly, but she puts makeup on her face every day, like a mask. She also never smiles, which makes her colorful face seem extremely alien. She looks angry and disappointed, I would really like to know about what – probably life in general. Her expression reminds me of a toad – any minute her long tongue can come out and catch a fly.
And last but not least: Look Woman
I am known as a person who stares at people. Many a friend has told me to stop looking that obviously at someone. So this woman is I times ten. I look around at the station and my view slides over her silhouette and there they are – her piercing eyes, right into my soul! In a bad way! I look back at her, but she doesn’t look away. There is this unspoken rule that when you look at someone, it’s ok, as long as the person does not realize your look. As soon as the person looks back at you, you look away. The rule! To me she is the true evil behind an old woman’s façade.
I really hope, I soon find a place to stay in Berlin. Then I might even be able to introduce you to some new, real friends.
The point is that when you are commuting, you meet the same people all the time. You just see them on the train, you (uhm… I) never actually talk to them, but their personality shows through their cloths and how they talk to other people.
Today I want to introduce you to some of my commuter “friends”:
Chemistry Guy
He is between 50 and 60 years old and I think the purpose of his life was to be in that age. He is the type of person who should just not have to go through the trouble of being young, because he was between 50 and 60 even when he was 16. I bet. He always wears green, beige, brown cloths and glasses and he never smiles, so his mouth hangs down a bit. He is a serious, very intellectual man, who reads Chemistry Today while he is commuting to his laboratory.
Fat Bank Guy
He always wears a black suit with a white shirt and a colorful tie. His eyes are piercing in different directions and he always seems quite happy. The fact that he lives in my village either means he is married (good for him!) or he still lives with his parents (which I think is the thing). Even though he is incredibly fat, he smells nice, which is rare, if you know what I mean.
Silent Guy
Even though he commutes with colleagues, he always sits by himself and reads English books, which is quite rare for a normal German middle-aged person. He puts a rubber band around the pages he has read, so he never loses track. I am a bit afraid of him. I think he is that type of person who always got teased. Some day he will snap and do something awful. I hope I am wrong.
Toad Woman
I really want to know how she looks without makeup. She is ugly, but she puts makeup on her face every day, like a mask. She also never smiles, which makes her colorful face seem extremely alien. She looks angry and disappointed, I would really like to know about what – probably life in general. Her expression reminds me of a toad – any minute her long tongue can come out and catch a fly.
And last but not least: Look Woman
I am known as a person who stares at people. Many a friend has told me to stop looking that obviously at someone. So this woman is I times ten. I look around at the station and my view slides over her silhouette and there they are – her piercing eyes, right into my soul! In a bad way! I look back at her, but she doesn’t look away. There is this unspoken rule that when you look at someone, it’s ok, as long as the person does not realize your look. As soon as the person looks back at you, you look away. The rule! To me she is the true evil behind an old woman’s façade.
I really hope, I soon find a place to stay in Berlin. Then I might even be able to introduce you to some new, real friends.
Montag, 8. November 2010
Reason 1: My Mom
I will put it right out there for you to judge: I spent the weekend with my mom – and it was awesome. So now I am going to put down some reasons for why.
She let me sleep till late on Saturday, because I was working on a pitch all week. We also cleaned the house, so we could enjoy doing nothing. Also we went shopping in a construction market. We love to do that, cause we are always building something or planning to do so, so we need to prepare. My mom bought a stove on ebay the other day, and we need to put it in the kitchen. Also we went shopping for food. It feels awesome to buy these things, have all the stuff you like and still be happy about how cheap the shopping was. So as you might know, we decided to buy this incredible ice cream, which tastes like Ben and Jerry’s, it’s just cheaper and not so funky with the design. This meant we could not go to the cinema, which was the plan, but we chose the 3 buckets of ice cream over the movie. I mean it’s not often we stumble over that ice cream.
Yesterday she joined me for looking at some apartments in the city (aka. Berlin) and we got a bike at the Mauerpark. We also managed to pile up some wood and do some stuff in the garden. It is one of the best satisfactions I can get, when I help my mom. It means she does not have to do it and generally it’s work where you can see immediate results, like a pile of wood. If you have not tried this, do so. It really gives satisfaction.
So this morning I was late for my train. I was already a step out of the house, when it started to rain. I went back in and asked my mom to drive me. She was still in her pajamas, so she put on a skirt and a pullover over her pajamas. You could see it sticking out at all ends and she thought it was hilariously funny. She was laughing at half past seven in the morning and she made me laugh, too. This is the reason for why I wanted to go home: to have moments like that with my family.
She let me sleep till late on Saturday, because I was working on a pitch all week. We also cleaned the house, so we could enjoy doing nothing. Also we went shopping in a construction market. We love to do that, cause we are always building something or planning to do so, so we need to prepare. My mom bought a stove on ebay the other day, and we need to put it in the kitchen. Also we went shopping for food. It feels awesome to buy these things, have all the stuff you like and still be happy about how cheap the shopping was. So as you might know, we decided to buy this incredible ice cream, which tastes like Ben and Jerry’s, it’s just cheaper and not so funky with the design. This meant we could not go to the cinema, which was the plan, but we chose the 3 buckets of ice cream over the movie. I mean it’s not often we stumble over that ice cream.
Yesterday she joined me for looking at some apartments in the city (aka. Berlin) and we got a bike at the Mauerpark. We also managed to pile up some wood and do some stuff in the garden. It is one of the best satisfactions I can get, when I help my mom. It means she does not have to do it and generally it’s work where you can see immediate results, like a pile of wood. If you have not tried this, do so. It really gives satisfaction.
So this morning I was late for my train. I was already a step out of the house, when it started to rain. I went back in and asked my mom to drive me. She was still in her pajamas, so she put on a skirt and a pullover over her pajamas. You could see it sticking out at all ends and she thought it was hilariously funny. She was laughing at half past seven in the morning and she made me laugh, too. This is the reason for why I wanted to go home: to have moments like that with my family.
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| Also, my mom likes to talk for animals. Here she would say: "Come on, give me food! Can't you see how hard I am working for this?" |
Dienstag, 2. November 2010
Letzurama!
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| The Anna and the Letzu are laughing while wearing hats. |
So Letzu. How is this birthday thing going? Is it going to elevate every year and will be just more and more creative the more years pass by, the more our life barrel gets filled up? So this day was supposed to be a special day, even for me. I was supposed to be traveling to Zurich and not log on to Facebook and to forget your birthday. But because I am such a widely requested intern, our pitch for this huge condom brand cannot be done without me, so I have to stay in Berlin and prepare for a presentation. I log on to Facebook. I see that today is your birthday. And I think – “Crap! I haven’t pepared anything!” I will have to come up with something awesome in the course of the day.
The thing is I also had to come up with something awesome for the pitch. In this instant doubled awesomeness negated each other and only left space for one thing: the condom. Oh man. Oh MAN! Oh man. This sucks. And now I am almost crying while watching a Beyonce video on YouTube.
Ok, this is my virtual present for you. It’s the video that made me cry. So every time she says Tina (Turner), you have to imagine her saying Letzu.
I wish for you to get an awesome job in Copenhagen, to find an even more awesome room, but more importantly to flourish, develop, enjoy, create, and experience your new year in this world. You make it more beautiful and more worthwhile to be around, so I want to thank you for creating such a meaningful part of the world. I consider it one of the best things happening in the past years to have met you. Keep on being you, so intensely! Even though you don’t get my awesomeness today, you get all my love.
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