Category: Personal history

I’m sorry, Paul!

My kids call me a know-it-all. I always deny, of course, like all professional know-it-all’s would. Before you start drawing conclusions, I’m not a mansplainer, I usually stay far away from topics I know nothing about. One of my favourite know-it-all topics is music. In a way I’m happy I hardly see my old friends…


My dear librarian the rainmaker

30 years later I still remember what he looked like: in his late thirties, although he looked much older from my teenage perspective, already bald with only a tiny bit of hair left around his ears, quite tall and serious but friendly brown eyes. Bambi eyes. He had a bit of a hunchback posture, but…


Poptones

One of the funniest music related websites is ‘kiss this guy’. The name of the website refers to a line in Jimi Hendrix’s song ‘Purple Haze’, the part where he sings: ‘scuse me, while I kiss the sky’. Many people apparently hear: ‘excuse me while I kiss this guy…’ Personally, I very much love one…


Frozen in time

When I look in the mirror I automatically Photoshop myself. My brain adjusts for age related imperfections and creates an image of 25 years ago. The same happens when I look at my mother, she is 74 now but I still see her as a 50-year old, literally. I don’t see her true age, my…


Black metal guitar player wearing a New Order shirt

Sentimentalism is the defining characteristic of age. As I arrive for a Deafheaven concert I cannot help wandering back to my teenage years. Cultural groups had much sharper boundaries and it was so much easier to see who belonged to which group. Punks wore leather jackets with nihilistic slogans. They had spiky hair in all…


Unexpected birthday party

Normally I never think about the symbolic significance of the day I go to a concert and this time was no different. Who cares that it was the 7th of June 2017. Who cares that I just turned 48 that day. I was just going to see The Courtneys in Zürich, could have been any…


Girly Music

As you grow older your lens gets softer. You gradually begin to appreciate the unimaginable. As a teenager I hated bands like U2 and Simple Minds for their extreme pathos and their appeal to girls. Now I know and accept both bands created some pretty fine music. I even have no problem anymore admitting ‘Don’t…


Before The Fall

Frankly I was shocked when a friend told me recently I didn’t like Nick Cave’s early work. There are a few certainties in my life, and I thought Nick Cave was one of them. His observation was true though. Reading old notes, and doing some serious soul-searching made me realise I only started liking Nick…


Adrian Borland, heart and soul of growing up

We all have a guide. We all have someone who guided us through that difficult and painful process of growing up. Mine was Adrian Borland. Not because he possessed role model qualities. Not even because his band, The Sound, was my favourite band during my late teens. It was just that his music appealed most…


When there was still music in the library…

Early 80’s. I was a kid looking for a destiny. Through my father I learned about The Beatles in the years before. I purchased my own copy of Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band when I was 8 or 9. In England. On vacation. For £3.99. In a way I started with the best music…


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