Pinkish.

Just found these old-ish photos from The Big Pink's gig at Vega back in October or something and realized I'd never posted them. So. Ladies and gentlemen, The Big Pink!

MONSTERS!

Monsters of Folk @ Store Vega, November 2oth 2009.

No words. Just look at the tracklist here. They blew me and the rest of an enchanted Store Vega away completely. I've rarely seen a crowd act this exemplary, staying perfectly quiet through the slow songs only to erupt in mindblowing cheers as soon as the moment arrives. It was perfect.

It felt like I'd been at 4 different shows when the 3 hours were up. My Morning Jacket with Jim James and his pwetty, pwetty voice; Bright Eyes with a completely awesome Conor Oberst jumping and running around stage; M. Ward being his regular amazing self, ruling the guitar-solos; and finally the combined Monsters of Folk. They seemed genuinely happy to be performing, like 4 BFFs complimenting each other like no one could have expected.

Though 3 hours is a LONG. ASS. TIME to be standing in one place, I never for one second wanted it to stop. It could've gone on for 3 hours longer. I seriously believe that this is the best concert I've ever attended. And that's a big deal.

Anywho. Photos! I haven't had the time to do serious Photoshopping yet, as I've spent my weekend with family and am currently on a train back towards the capital. So I went ahead and abused Toycamera a little. I still start gushing when I look at the photos and realize that just two days ago, I was 5 feet away from M. Ward and Conor Oberst.

HORROR.

The Horrors @ Lille Vega, November 9th 2009.






(several more at the Flickrlickrdickr)

Suddenly I understood Melissa and Ida's obsession with Faris. Who may or may not be my wallpaper now.

LIKE OMGZ.

November 20th (THAT'S A WEEK FROM TODAY!) I am going to die.

Monsters Of Folk are visiting our lovely city, playing a gig at Store Vega. I haven't listened to their music as much as I should, but I've been mega-super-excited to see them anyway. I mean, it's M. Ward (I cried last time I saw him) and Conor Oberst. I love them. LOVE. So imagine my excitement when the news came out that they'll be playing solo-material at this concert as well as tracks from the joint album.

I am currently in class. I might have squealed when I read that piece of news. Loudly.

I am going to cry on November 20th. I am going to cry and when the 2-3 HOUR long concert is over, I can die happy.

Seriously, my hands are shaking. THIS IS THE BEST NEWS I HAVE EVER RECEIVED.

... Otherwise, my life is pretty damn near perfection these days. I'm insanely busy all the time, I'm only home to sleep (sometimes) and drink coffee before running out again. Hence the lack of blogging. I have so many photos to post, alas I never seem to have the time. Even if I'm done editing the results of Brendan Benson, The Big Pink, and the Horrors, it seems like an immensely huge amount of work to actually upload them to Flickr and write somewhat coherent post about it.

So. Patience. It'll come sometime when things slow down. I don't really want it to slow down, but I foresee a lot of procrastination in the future as the exams are coming up and I have some major papers to write.

There's also a boy. There's a lot of happy love songs on repeat and a whole lot of time spent being that annoyingly happy couple holding hands while getting milk at the supermarket (I always hate those people).

I'll get around to it whenever.

Class is out. I'm out of here.

Tonight.

Algernon Cadwallader, Teenage Cool Kids, Animal Hospital, Nightpass @ Lades Kælder.



YES!

I have a minimum of 6 concerts to attend in the next 3-4 week period. I can't wait to get back out there with my camera and just shoooot.

Last Thursday.

First, I met Mira:



Then we headed to Rust where Among Relatives were playing:





Then another band took the stage, I forget the name, and they were also terribly hilarious. Too much laughing going on for photographing.

Finally, Ciao Transizta went on, and I ended up enjoying it too much which resulted in almost forgetting to take photos until the very end:



So there's a lead singer for ya.

In other news, I have an annoyingly huge paper due tomorrow and am currently studying at the library on my old school's campus. This is some serious procrastinating. Going back to focusing now. NOW.

Vendetta.

Had a wild Friday night - came home from work at 10:30pm and went straight to bed. WILD I TELL YOU.
Tonight should make up for that. Party with work supplying an open bar. Planning to dive right into that bitch, dance with my favorite Swedes, then head out to Lades Kælder for Mescalin, Baby + The Hogliners + Ciao Transizta.

I really hope to make it to Mescalin, Baby. It's been, what, 3 weeks since I last saw them at Studenterhuset. THAT'S A LONG TIME.

Photos, because I forgot to post them before. Woops.









Also, here's awesomeness in 11MB
Mescalin, Baby - A Vendetta For Our Blood Money MP3

Late Summer Open Air.

N.E.R.D. @ Tivoli.





bob hund @ Malmöfestival.

I Stand Corrected.

So I finally edited all my photos. Ish. First up: Vampire Weekend @ Store Vega, August 13th 2009.



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Because those two photos aren't at all alike. And they totally show how completely and entirely the boys rocked Vega with their afrobeats.

It does, however, re-envoke the feelings I had when the Vega security guy almost made me leave because of my camera. I just put it away, but GOD. Very obnoxious.

Weekend in photos.

Friday:


Brunch with Nina.


Followed by shopping,


..followed by blackcurrant cheese cake at what used to be called Roberts (and I refuse to call it by its new name)


Very randomly we found a band playing at Vor Frue Church in relation to World Out Games. They were surprisingly good. Myspace.

Saturday:
Met people for beer at Astrid's new apartment in Larsbjørnsstræde (very envious). Celebrated that everyone got into the university of their choice.

Anne is continuing with Economics, 2nd year. Line's arm is going to KU for Law.


Anne and Astrid are both going to Architecture school.


Met more people at Din Nye Ven for more beer. Thomas didn't enjoy the flash.


I've only known these girls for about 18 years, y'know.

Sunday:
The Pains of Being Pure at Heart @ Lille Vega.

Northern Portrait did the warm-up. (As did another band that I missed)


He really liked his tambourine. They apparantly also used up all the decent lighting before The Pains of Being Pure at Heart went on.


He likes Mew and Oh No Ono. Wtf?


Cutenessss.


Belle and Sebastian!

They were good, cute, but somehow not as great as they were at Roskilde. Probably the crowd.

I've got delayed weekend the next two days, since I've been working all weekend.

Darling Don't Dance @ Start!

Apparantly the light wasn't as good as I felt during the show. Oh well. It was still really fucking awesome. Denmark needs more girls rocking out.

Mescalin, Baby at Start!

Just 2 words - SO GOOD.

Start! Festival Day 2 preview.

As I'm going through the photos, I'm thinking I'll dedicate specific posts to a couple of the best concerts. I'm thinking Caspian & The Good Times, Mescalin Baby, Vinnie Who, The Breakers, The October Country, Darling Don't Dance. Maybe a few more or less. Depends how ambitious I am. And how the photos turned out (I'm still only about halfway through - the entire 3-day festival resulted in 1000+ photos.)

So stay tuned.

Friday's preview is boring as fuck. I was in a horrible mood and didn't make it to half the shows I wanted. So uhh. Here's a few photos of The Breakers. (And I guess that'll count as a show-specific post then?).







They were awesome. As always. I had just gotten off from volunteerduty an hour earlier than planned, still a little drunk from the continuous drinking off free beer that comes from volunteering in a bar. I just danced. Uh. As always.

Start! Festival Day 1 preview.

I took about 600 photos yesterday. It'll probably take me some time to seperate the good from the bad and make the good ones even better. But here's a little preview of 3 of my most anticipated shows yesterday, and the 2 least anticipated shows as well. Just to balance out the karma or whatever.

The good:

CASPIAN & THE GOOD TIMES




MESCALIN, BABY




VINNIE WHO





And the bad...

SYS BJERRE




NEPHEW



You have no idea how good it feels to work a camera again. It's like an addiction.