play black metal and burn some churches down.

sundaynight. 00:06am.

I've been awake for about 12 hours having a short night sleep after returning from Groezrock which was friday and saturday.
I'm tired like a motherfucker trying to fall back asleep and sleep for 2 months straight and wake up halfway june to get down with the good times.

this weekend wasn't.
I mean I can't complain you know, free entrance and all, selling records and merch, I've chosen do this and it has his up sides to it but definetly a lot of down sides. I don't wanna come off like a total prick, which I pretty much was this weekend.

Groezrock is the biggest fucking circus you have in punk/hc, what the fuck, have I been crushed by a rock which I enjoyed so much that I just stayed under it for the past few months and missed out on all the 'essentials'??

First off all what got me pissed is traffic, besides hating everything that isn't a bike and is used for transport, are traffic jams, the ones around Antwerp being the most notorious, so I'm sitting in the van getting more ticked off by the minute.
we arrive, reaching the same check in point like last year, dude tells me I'm way wrong and I should go somewhere else, to the main entrance, I start discussing with him, I got all my shit where we were standing now last year and it was indicated on the given map. So main entrance it was, cars weren't allowed to drive any further so I had to run the whole way, motherfuckers. The guest office at the main entrance is packed with people trying to get in, whether it's legit or not, whatever I wanted my fucking wristbands already and get to work being late as it was. There's some dude causing ruckus who I reckognize to be Rob whatever the fuck his last name is, former tourmanager of some metal tour on last years Ieperfest, who can't get in cause he's not on the list, but he's carrying some band's merch with him etc etc. People were fucking screaming and shouting and I'm about to lose my shit and I try to calm 'em down and start talking to the lady who looked like the avarage soccer mom who has never dealt with a pissed off metaldude yelling at her so close to her face she almost passed out because of his bad breath. I tell her she needs to call who ever knows what's up and get in contact with said band that is involved. end of story, end of drama. fuck you, worst fucking organisation ever.
I get my wristband, I don't get the others because they have to pick 'em up personally, that very moment I regret the fact that I helped her out with bad breath Rob trying to beat her up and that I should've let him and I'm imagining myself pulling out every teeth in her fucking mouth with the pincers she just used to clamb my wrist band URGH
So I run back to our van, get my buddies Olivier and Lucas to the entrance get the wristbands,run the whole way back and drive towards the merch parkinglot
At last some familiar faces who are even kind enough to help us load out and set up our shit.

Fridaynight was kinda lame, I have no idea what was playing, I probably wouldn't have cared anyways, Lucas was bummed he couldn't fight both of our boredom by intoxicating himself due to the failure of finding cheap gwhiskey, douche.
So friday ended quite faster then we thought it would and we prepared some posters to do a Ieperfest promorun the next morning all over the festival grounds.

We used said posters, layed them on the ground, put the merch we were selling on top and trying to get some sleep. Try to get some sleep and watch some drunk shithead fuck it up, the cold was pretty bad too. freeeeezing like a mother-fuckeeeer.

Saturday, for the first time in 5 years I kinda remembered how it feels to wake up hungover, sans the booze.
worst fucking humour.
Poster-run in the sunshine got me back on my feet though.
To many ignorant people with a bad taste in music.
I don't claim to be the music encyclopedia but I've got a fair idea of what's round-out good and what is bad..

-"Hey man do you have any Asking Alexandria cd's here"
<"No we don't, sorry"
-"Duuuude, you really should, they're awesome!"
<"Do you know Have Heart, they're pretty fucking awesome to"
-"hmmm, no. Never heard of 'em"

fucking wankers, if I would've said any other quality hardcore band the kid wouldn't have known it either, I did wrote down the name on a flyer telling him to check it out. As I watched him walk away, after a few metres he just threw it away.
Well fuck every one from that moment on who came asking me for a Asking Alexandria cd.
that being said.

-"Hey, do you have Asking Alexandria cd's?"
<"No we don't sell that shit, doesn't the band have it's own cd's with them, I'm sure they're selling a shitload of ugly-ass t-shirst in the weirdest fucking color cobinations I've ever seen, what about cd's then."
-" Uhn no, I already tried, and yeah they only brought merch.."
*dude leaves dissapointed*

Maybe I shouldn't of been such a prick to him, for all I know I could've mentioned a band like Rise And Fall who were playing later on and tell him he should check that out if he wanted, and maybe he would've and he would get into bands like that, maybe not.
now I'm just to fucking ignorant to care.

During the day I saw what was the last minute or so of Defeater's last song. great band, hands down, to give me goosebumps under 60 seconds, way-to-go!

Rise and Fall played an awesome set and killed it, fuck been awhile I saw them this good, got rid of the shit in my pockets and decided to let go of my frustrations by jumping on some people's heads. worked out pretty well I must say.


We finally got it going behind the distro table, Lucas actually sold his lame-ass BMTH hoodie for a lousy 7 euros (he could've asked the bitch for 20 and she would've payed it, you dumb shit) to buy beer.
Micha arrived after spending 3 weeks in Moscow, great to hang out again
if you're reading this, I've missed you and I love you, no homo



right now I've got Nas, Florence and her machine, Carry On and Title Fight fixing what's left of a worthless day

peace. 01:00am.

Yo' momma's so fat, when she was cremated all flights in Europe got cancelled!

As of late, I'm finding my way through out hiphop music, some of the older stuff, that was released in the nineties/beginning of 2000. While cleaning Bruno's house whilst he was moving we found an impressive amount of old hip hop vinyl collecting dust. This has put me on track in digging some stuff up and playing some cool tunes.

The past 2 weeks I've had Easter holidays off from school and been pretty much working all the freaking time, but it's been good none the less. We had sunny days for 2 weeks so I'm not complaining.

Went on a roadtrip to the Roman-Gaul museum with these fuckers:


Needless to say we had a awesome time hanging out, really looking forward to do some crazy shit with them again.

Last Monday we also had the Swedisch band EF playing. They have been on tour before with Red Sparrows, so if you're down with that you'll like them. EF has taken me by suprise by filling I think 75 minutes or longer with some very original music- and instruments and yet I kept interested.. Currently still on tour in Europe so catch them somewhere if you can, dates are on the myspace which is linked above!
The thing about that day that was pretty funny was the fact the band was staying over at my place. They arrived around 2.15 pm and without me or them knowing the store around the corner was robbed, where after the employees were able to follow the robber, who ran into our street. Since the band was almost loading out I left the door open. (supposedly he ran into our house and ran across the roof..) Before we knew it there were 4 patrolcars stopping in the street having us as possible suspects. To make a long story short, we had our house fully searched since they thought he ran into our house and were later no longer suspected of sheltering or being the dude who did it, since we weren't wearing and make-up and carrying a large butchers knive, I suppose it was pretty clear we weren't hahaha. so yeah another day on the block.

Other days were spent roaming and riding the streets, 'urban' exploring if you will, cause really, I've been hanging around Ghent for a few years now but there's some places that are yet to be discovered by me...








So apart from what's been up here, let's take a look at the world.
Despite the fact I realize a lot of people are so bummed about this and the economy is losing fortunes every day, it's pretty funny how some volcano no one has ever heard of is capable of causing so many chaos in Western Europe and in some other parts of the world.
Maybe you don't find it funny at all, perhaps my mate Micha doesn't find it funny cause he's stuck in Moscow for an unknown amount of time or it doesn't matter to him for all I know. I in some way don't find it funny that my collegues are stuck overseas on holidays so I now have to fill in for them.

The fact is that we members of the human race consider ourselves supreme to every other known species living on this planet, but time has shown us and will continue to do so, we can not get a grip on our planet.
We may try to contribute in doing our little part to save this world from total fucking destruction, but we are still guided by the Earth we live on, not the other way around.
So yes, I think it's funny, that some ash cloud all those miles away is able to put all air traffic to a halt in Western Europe, and we as a people are left motionless, not able to do a single thing about it.


It's a long way down

family resemblance

you eyeballin' me SON?!

on the EDGE

She'll hate me for putting this up but i love how the pictured turned out, and i like the painting in the background


wankers






I'm so happy and proud to say that my buddy 'Pidgeon'-Niels- Legit brother of brother-from-another-mother Ebert became a dad last week and I know he and Mitze will do AWESOME as parents. Otis is one lucky kid :)




I fell in love with this song a long time ago, when I was still riding bmx, this song was set as part of the soundtrack of some Road Fools movie I think. Whenever I hear this, it's weird I feel a different person for those 2 and a bit minutes



I found this record at Bruno's place, I'm telling you this is the shi-it!
I know nothing about hiphop but I know what I like and not, and this feel like it should be, everything clicks



oh yeah, check out Trash Talk's new song. something different but still raging, I think Lee's actually singing..



here's to you Iceland

peace

ILLMATIC.

I don't sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of death
diggin this hard


check out this fucktard


he reminds of how much I hate the majority of the human race