Bad Religion

Bad Religion are playing a club gig in Malmö next Friday. I have my ticket!



I saw Bad Religion at Mejeriet a few years ago. It was a good gig but insanely loud, to the point where it hurt. Let's hope they bring some classic songs, quality atmosphere and don't just crank up the volume to 11.

I've had a different song playing in my head every morning this week. Maybe my brain is compensating for my recent lack of music?
My mp3-player died a few weeks ago. I want to get a new one but I can't decide which one to get. Creative or Ipod, media player with a big screen or simple music player, 8 gb or 32? Decisions, decisions.

The song playing in my head today is Ballad of Lucy Jordan by Marianne Faithfull. Yesterday it was Mighty Mighty Bosstones, and the day before that it was Los Angeles Is Burning by Bad Religion. As my doodle from the staff meeting this Wednesday proves...

(I was trying to illustrate the line "Palm trees are candles in the murder wind".)



Los Angeles Is Buring contains one of my favourite lines from a song;

More a question than a curse
How could hell be any worse?

The flames are stunning
The cameras running
So take warning

Gaaah! I'm so frustrated!
I've just translated Papa Bear's article for the upcoming Artparts Magazine. Because the Swedish is rambling and sometimes incoherent, I can't make it into decent English. And as a translator it's my job to be true to the original... but that means that the finished product just looks like it needs editing. And the Swedish original needs editing, badly.

And it ain't just me... I read parts of it to a librarian and another journalist and they both agree that the text could use some editing.

See, this interviewing and writing isn't as easy as it looks. And this just proves my point that people who work with images usually aren't good with words.

Man, I need a lot of Bad Religion right now to get this out of my system.