The Descent of Quality within the Improvement of Lifestyle

Ueber die Dekadenz von Qualitaet, erreicht durch die Bemuehung um Verbesserung des Lebensstandards

It was supposed to become a nice evening everything was planned more or less thoroughly. Firstly Casino Royale in Fulham Broadway Cinema VUE, Secondly The Waysters live in the Archway Tavern. The third appointment was not planned, not yet. But it came what may and one action led to the next like a one secment of a chain leads to the next link until you come to the weakest segment in the chain that can't stand the pressure.

After a long day in the British Library which is situated between King's Cross Sankt Pancras and Euston Station, having read in books, written a proposal with the illustrative but imaginative purpose to establish a Cricket Club as an extra curricular activity at school, I was merely hungry. Longing for a proper English fastfood I went earlier to fulham in order to have plenty of time for eating Fish&Chips. It was 1.5 hours to the meeting at the VUE which led to the improvement of living standard. I had the choice between Piccadilly and Victoria Line both would bring me to the broadway with the only difference Piccadilly meant going backwards a few steps down Euston Road and Victoria would show me a new views. My dicision was easy after I had improved my lifestyle earlier this day by taking the bus in the bright sunshine (I'm on the bright site of life...) instead of using the underground but losing time I went up the road to Euston station, took Victoria Line, listened to Nova International and read Hermann Hesse's "Unterm Rad" which I had found in my college's library. Unfortunately I didn't hear the important notice from the off that told me that District Line was clodesed at Victoria Station.

All this made me more and more hungry and when I finally reached Fulham I would eat everything. I couldn't get my beloved Fish&Chips, rushed to get a Kebap, back to cinema, got a ticket while I was eating my strange doener whaich is in London so different from what I was used to in Germany. Anyway, 007 met all my expectations, in fact it was better than I had thought. It has found back to more style and is an actionpacked movie, I simply like it.

I went to the place where the waysters were supposed to play. The Archway is an interesting place for gigs which provides people in the back of the room with a live tv supply. We decided to sit down on the sofa for I wasn in such a good mood since I had heard about my preferred band's cancellation. Headaching and with the feeling of making the best of it, Britta and me were talking making jokes and just had fun. It was nice but not like one of these gigs where you can't stop jumping around in an overpowering emotion of ecstasy.

Finally we went to Belushi's which is my most frequent used pub in London. It has a blue exterior and the inside is stuffed with postered of movies, bands and other interesting people living flat on the wall. My head became heavier and heavier after a while as if it wouldn't have remembered the massage I had in The Archway. I felt my face turning from beige to white and an hour later in McDonnald's it must had turned green. The way home was a horror for I had been waiting and waiting and waiting in the cold dead of night. I started shivvering and still the bloody bus didn't turn up. A different bus took me a few bus stops from where I went home to see the right bus arriving almost the same time at my bus stop to get off. But merely I couldn't have knowen...

My bed was really glad to see me and kept me inside its duvets until my body has been recovered and I have been able to sit down at the computer to wright this story. I bet there are hundreds of tense mistakes but I don't feel like correcting now. I'll do it later...!

"Clear Light of Day"

"Open your eyes,
your mind feels like a new morning",
warm and comfortable beams of sunlight at her breasts,
she's opening her arms as to hug somebody.
Instead, it's our mother of all life she faces.

"White flowers, how long did I miss you?
Far away from here,
I was living in the city of God,
as they called the grey spot in the middle of nowhere.
It is more a fortress to me, built up natureless."

Glancing at her sister,
she smiles.
Reckognising pure life,
bright colours,
cruely irritations,
stain of shade and grey
on the wing of a used-to-be-angel.
White flower has lost its beauty.

Referenz: London ist eine grosse Stadt

Friday, December 08, 2006 (published on "http://blog.myspace.com/131361634" im Blog)

London ist eine groooosse stadt Vom Dorf in die Metropole Wer war nicht schon wenigstens einmal in einer Grossstadt? Warst Du etwa schon einmal in Muenchen, in Hamburg oder gar in Berlin? Alle diese Staedte nennen sich Grossstaedte, doch sie sind richtig schoen familiaer, wenn man sie mit einer richtigen Metropole vergleicht. London ist so eine Metropole, in der man durch die Strassen streift, waehrend man sich schon gar nicht mehr an dem miesen Geruch stoert den die Autos in ihren Kolonnaden sich ewig hindurchschiebend von sich geben, nimmer endend und nirgendwo beginnend, nur kurz stoppend an den roten Ampeln, zumeisst darauf achtend, nicht zu spaet ueber das wechselnde Licht der Verkehrsregelungsgeraete zu fahren, was eine Strafe von hundert Pfund nach sich ziehen koennte, falls man auch den gelben gestreiften Markierungen zum halten kommt.... Wer es aushaelt, meine ewig langen Saetze, verbunden durch Kommata, immer noch etwas anhaengend, situationsbeschreibend oder erklaerend, tiefer und tiefer verschalchtelnd, wem es tatsechlich liegt, diese aufgereihten Buchstaben und Woerter zu lesen - denn etwas anderes ist ein gutes Buch nicht, bevor man es gelesen hat und damit sozusagen der schluessel zu einer imaginaeren Welt - oder wer sogar Freude daran hat darf diesen Artikel gerne durch klicken auf obigen (Dernbachwort) Link weiterlesen. puh. punkt. atmen, ATMEN!

Crazy people are all around the world!

Little Miss Sunshine

http://www.apple.com/trailers/fox_searchlight/littlemisssunshine/trailer-high.html

Why going abroad? what's so interesting about it?
Mostly because you meet strange or even crazy guys.
You can't help yourself you just have to think about their habits an deverything is so different to what you know from your home country. But that's exactly the point. They are different. JUST different! Not crazy. For them you may be strange as well. Talking about this kind of people is funny wehn they travel together in a car being pulled out by the police and then: "Everybody just pretend to be normal!" What the hell a sentence is this and I'd have recommended this movie.

London is Music

"The Waysters""The Bishops"

What's of living in London?
Even if sometimes you feel a bit of a prisoner it's easy to enjoy your time. First there are pubs, people things to see. But even more interesting are loads of bands playing gigs almost every night. Well I can't afford to go to this often but once a week might be ok.
Sometimes you get an invitation from a band like "showing off to thieves" and find out that they are only the first band playing that night. Even if you don't really know them they are your so-called "friends" on myspace. But you feel comfortable with the songs played on this page and you go to the location posted in their invitation.
There is nothing wrong about going to see a band you've never seen before, certainly not. But sometimes you might be astounded about the emptyness of the pub and especially about their loudness. This may change your opinion about this band a bit downwards and you wanna see what comes next. A band called "Morning Lane" is much stranger and you might feel delighted from the first song, even if you see the singer acting barefood. Suddenly there are a few girls in the audience changing the whole atmosphere by dancing and flirting over the border of the stage. Hours later you find out theese people are coming from hungary being more open-minded than you, pushing you back into a state of sleepyness, pulling you around in discofox dancing steps while you're not sure how to react whether to like and enjoy it or not. This goes on for a time that seems to feel like hours or even days especially for the girl you're going with this night refuses to dance with the funny foreigners while you're enjoying it more and more finding back into your role. Before going home you're friends with the drunken funny girls from hugary and exchange mobile numbers... That's life!
A third band plays a band you wouldn't remember their name afterwards. They are looking really strange a bit disabled with a guitar pressed directly underneath the player's chin and it's a bit like an extreme push-up bra's work. There are two keyboards on stage but they're not playing both the same time, it's more that one keyboarder is waiting on his chair like a monch in a church.
One flew over is the headliner tonight and as well they are looking strange in the beginning and becoming familiar from one song to the next until you admire their playing and singing style but also their acting for it's really funny. first their music listens a bit like "System Of A Down" with the holding tense of "Muse" in their voice and finally when they are playing their new songs it feel like "Dream Theater". You would definitely be keen to see them again but you have to do babysitting on the 17th. It is every time the same with you and live bands and it's a process that you go through with every band, especially when they are new. It reminds you of the five steps in connecting people the dynamic part in every group eg. in sommer camps. In the end you like every band in their speciality.
It is completely diffent to meet "The Waysters" again. They might become real friends for after their first gig one of tem were sitting at your table chatting with you having fun. Then you exchange personnal mails at myspace what leads to the fact taht you're on their guest list as "Markus plus four". Some kind of funny. But this time they are playing dead late so that your friends are sleepy when you're becoming excited for your band is on stage while this band isn't as good as they've expected. This will be the reason for their crunchy mood after concert and your reason heading for the bus instead of having a talk with your friends from the stage.
Another very, very great band are "The Bishops". I've seen them twice and it won't be the last time.