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Missed Opportunities

One of John Lennon’s many contributions to everyday philosophy is his observation that ‘life is what happens to you while you’re busy making other plans’. It crossed my mind when I read Glen Matlock’s affectionate words in a Pete Shelley obituary. Talking about the brilliance of the Buzzcocks and taking the time to go to…


Do they hear us calling?

The setting could have been awkward but felt completely natural. A bedroom, single bed against the wall, a small desk in the corner, no other furniture. In retrospect, the absence of furniture surprises me, but then again, that’s the way me and my friends were living. High school teenagers, still living with their parents, with…


Fantasy Football II – The needed substitutes

I told you, a football team only has 11 players, and in putting together my near perfect line-up for the land of Music I had to make a lot of hard choices. let’s not try to be complete here. I could come up with at least 100 artists I could also have added. Let’s just…


Give me convenience

Because I was too young, Because I was too shy and too scared, Because I was too young, (not) much too young, Because fear was not my best friend, Because I was (still not Neil) young and fading away already, Because the spotlight frightened me (and still does decades later), But mainly because I was…


For the love of music – a letter to Ivanka Trump

Dear Ivanka, I don’t envy you. Your life is under a magnifying glass, everything you say or do is being judged. You can’t even say you love your father. That’s the world we are living in. Maybe you’re being compensated in money, attention and business opportunities, but it still must be painful. I would never…


Music for Airports

It happened to the iPhone, it happened to Facebook, and now the headphone was just the next victim. Good old headphone, to be worn at all times, with or without music to justify your use, you all of a sudden left the orbit of youth culture and entered the domain of old people. When people…


Ghost in the machine

When I was 17 I read Arthur Koestler’s ‘Ghost in the machine’ (1967). I didn’t understand half of the book, but it still left a big impression.Taking the relationship between mind and body as a starting point, Koestler tries to explain why people have a tendency towards (self-)destruction. According to him it all boils down…


Rearview mirror

  My son plays electric guitar. I wish my parents would have given me something similar when I was young. All I got was a flute. Maybe I could have gotten more. Not a piano, our house was too small for a piano, but even a saxophone or a drum kit would have been fine….


The toe of Bob Marley

In this age of instant gratification, here’s the summary: Bob Marley died in 1981 from metastasized cancer. Already in 1977 a melanoma was discovered on one of his  toes. Doctors thought it would be best to amputate the toe, Marley refused. In the end only the melanoma and the tissue around it were removed. Four…


A day in the life

Strolling through the airport departure hall I suddenly hear it, the unmistakable synthesizer sound and that lazy, slightly nasal voice: Enola Gay, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, 1980. I immediately want to return the favor by humming a contemporary, but then I remember…I’m at Zürich Airport, not Vienna’s, I can’t sing Ultravox here. The flight…


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