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Monday, July 30, 2007

The Greatest Thing Ever

Check out this clip from a prison in the Phillipines. I was completely blown away.

The chain email is probably being forwarded around the world as we speak... I just want to do my part. Can't wait for the final performance.

Friday, July 27, 2007

Drastic Change of Pace

So I was in Madrid flying solo, pretty over backpacking these European cities, unable to get an earlier flight to America with a modest budget and time to kill. So I got online and searched for volunteering opportunities and came up with the website for a program called Pueblo Ingles which is a week long camp for Spaniards where only english is spoken. The deal for native speakers is a free accomodation and food for a week in the country side. Sounded okay so I applied on Wednesday, met with them on Thursday and was off on my way on Friday morning.

The catch? The only space available was on the Teen program which meant I was going to be hanging out with mostly 14-16 year olds... okay no problem Ive been doing it for a year... BUT and its a big but... the average age of the other natives is also 16-17 except for the camp counsellors. Hmm, usually I am the youngest person at these things, this time I was the oldest by far. Also rules like no smoking, drinking and curfew. Time to roll the dice. On the Friday morning I was thinking "what the hell have I got myself into".

Actually everything turned out great. After the initial awkwardness of the big age difference and adjusting to being on a schedule I started having some good clean fun. The accomodation was good, the food okay, the kids were great, the activities not too kiddy and I didnt mind the rules as it gave me a chance to have a healthy week and some decent sleep for a change. The schedule was pretty full on from 9am till 11pm with only a 2 hour break in the afternoon for a siesta or pool side relaxing, but the days went by easily.

Because my "team" didnt do well earning "points" I ended up doing some pretty strange activities in the afternoon like drama which turned out to be fun and then "make over" which meant a bunch of high school girls vigorously applied make up to my face which I then wore around until going to bed. I thought it was pretty fun until around dinner time when I was subjected to a barrage of jokes and stares at my expense (I have no photos of this event). The routine was broken up by a trip into the La Alberca town which was beautiful, a "funfair" day where we each made a booth and traded in beans and a mini olympics day. On the last evening a little party was organised by the pool where we drank sangria (without wine) and danced to the latest pop crap. I felt really old when they played "grease lightning" and I remembered when I was in high school doing the same many years ago. Luckily there were a bunch of counsellors my age to talk to so I didnt feel like a social deviant.

Despite the age gap and not having spent time with high school kids since... high school, I enjoyed hanging out with the kids (Spanish and anglo) and by the end of the week was even a little sad to be leaving. When I saw the older camp people arriving I was glad to have gone with the kids one, kids are more fun. After spending every hour of the day with these people for a week, bonds are forged quickly. However this experience was a product of circumstance and I wont be doing it again, also I probably wont see any of these kids again. I had fun even if it was very clean, next week in Barcelona I am going to try and make it extra dirty to compensate.

La Alberca & Camp/Last Day Snaps



Wednesday, July 18, 2007

Damn the Pound

After the madness of the festival Chin kindly let us recover at her place for a few days. We didnt really make it out for any "sight-seeing" as such, rather we rested, used the computer and hung out with the old girl and her great architect buddies before parting ways. Because of its size Copenhagen is a cool city for jetting around on bikes, which I enjoyed. Then it was off to London to visit a few friends and see what its all about.

I stayed with Dave Meier (formerly Salmon) and Simon Oliver at their place in Stockwell, which is in south London. Initially I thought it was a pretty ghetto area with lots of government housing and a convienience store fitted with bullet proof glass (you have to ask the Indian attendants to get your chips or whatever, then they slide it to you through a hole), but it turned out to be completely safe and convenient.

Most days I headed out to various famous museums (that are free), parks, and the cool markets at Camden. My only weekend coincided with Daves farewell barbeque and night out in Clapham which was a long and messy affair (for others). After the weekend Monica came back to town and took me out to a dinner in Brick Lane which is in a really cool area of London in the north. The bars and cafes around there were ultra cool places where the indie kids hang out. If I had more time I would love to check it out properly.

The time flew by and I would have liked to stay longer but the Dollar to Pound ratio was just too crazy for me. So it was off to Madrid and the slightly more kind Euro.

London


Monday, July 09, 2007

World Class Week















On Thursday the music started unfortunately so did the biggest downpour of rain Roskilde has ever had. 50mm fell over 24 hours of continuous rain (or something like that) basically it didn't stop for a day. But that didn't stop the punters from enjoying some killer music. We started off by seeing Arcade Fire who were brilliant, followed by LCD Soundsystem who were also great. Then a little of the Killers and Bjork on the main stage but it was too cold and wet to be outside so we checked out some of the smaller acts in the tents instead.

The next day was jam packed full of good bands, so we checked out great music for a solid 11 hours straight more or less It went Stones Throw (J-Rocc, Guilty Simpson, Peanut Butter Wolf), New Young Pony Club (a highlight), Beastie Boys (suprisingly entertaining), the Klaxons (good as expected), Dizzee Rascal (pretty cool), CSS (crazy), the end of Queens of the Stone Age (so so but great finale), Peter Bjorn & John (great live show) and M.A.N.D.Y. (cool). Whew! It was hectic running around all day, we missed bits & pieces of most shows but caught all of the important ones. The rain held out all day too which was nice although getting around in gumboots took it's toll on our feet.

Saturday had mostly club acts in one area so we didn't have to run around so much. After a sleep in we went up to watch Clipse perform (who were good) and after the show we ran into our old neighbour Tyson from Sydney which was pretty crazy. Then it was off to see Erlend Oye play in his new band 'The Whitest Boy Alive' which turned out to be the festival highlight for me. They played for an hour and twenty minutes playing the songs from their album and also jamming, improvising and doing cover songs. Erlend is a great performer and the Scandanavian crowd loved him. It was a really great show that I got a lot out of. Afterwards I would have been happy to go home but Juz was keen on the Brazilian & Portugese acts who were pretty crazy. Bonde Do Role & Buraka Som Sistema were very entertaining and got people moving like crazy. Then Diplo rounded out the evening, initially to a small crowd due to the majority of people watching the Chilli Peppers, but the crowd grew pretty quickly when they heard Diplo's crazy beats.

On Sunday the sun finally came out for a glorious day to close out the festival and the best acts that were mostly on the main stage and we could all (the Fins & the Brits) hang out together becuase we wanted to see the same things. Me & Juz took the morning to wander around soaking up the festival atmosphere and catch some of the karaoke that was going on. Then it was into the front pit (which was really easy to get into) for Arctic Monkeys and then again for my personal favourite Muse (who were great as usual - but thats the 4th time for me so the magic has faded for me). Then regrettably it took too long to organise everyone so I only caught the very nd of Data Rock which looked like a crazy gig with the singer crowd surfing and about 8 guys in tracksuits acting crazy. The big finale was Basement Jaxx which turned out to be a great choice, generally I'm not a huge fan but they put on a great show with singers, dancers, a great band, costume changes, guys in monkey suits then finally some fireworks to send out the night. I forgot how many good songs they have that everyone loves. It was one of those magic moments because we were all together down front dancing & having a good time.

After all the stages had shut down (except one) was when the real fun started as people still hyped up from the week decided to grab any poles, sticks or whatever and start banging them on a closed coffee stand in an African rhythm type gathering. It was more fun than you can imagine with people drumming, dancing & singing up a huge mass of noise that was not musical in the slightest but got people more excited than any band did. When that was broken up by security it was time to head back to the tents, where security were busy putting out tent-fires that people started all over the grounds which is a Roskilde tradition. I needed one last hit of great music so I went back into the festival grounds at 2am to catch the last gig which was Justice.

I had seen them dj before and so wasn't expecting much except ear-bleeding techno music. But they really suprised me by putting on a Chemical Brothers-type show. Reworking all their debut album and remixes on laptops and keyboards. Combined with the great set design and lighting (not to mention the kick-ass Arena tent) and the atmosphere of the last show of Roskilde; the place went off. Their music doesn't make you want to boogie but rather convulse in time to the music. They really know how to make people move.

A great way to wrap up a great week. Many sights were seen, friends were made, storms endured, beers were drank, bands were seen and fun was had. I hope I get to do it again someday before I get too old to be camping out at a rock festival. It was definitely worth the effort of organising it all.

Roskilde '07 (Concerts)

Thursday, July 05, 2007

Mud & Fun





After catching up with Chin in Copenhagen for an evening we decided it would be best to get to the festival grounds as soon as possible due to the fact that nearly 40,000 people head to the camping grounds on the first day (4 days before the music starts). It turned out to be a good call despite the pain it caused lugging around camping gear and food for an hour or so trying to find a spot. The whole west side of the grounds was completely full so we eventually decided on a spot on the east side quite far away from the stages. It was relatively quiet and unpopulated which would not last long.

The camping areas were divided into various areas each with a common area with food stalls, toilets and a huge tent (or agora) with it's own particular theme. We ended up next to the 'dance' themed agora which was fortuitous. The very next morning the clouds arrived and began to downpour on the proceedings, making us very glad we set up when we did. The next day the dirt had been transformed into mud and little lakes. The rain stopped us from exploring the grounds much, but it did not stop the party at the dance agora at night. So we went out and danced away to reggae music a few evenings and got loose with fellow punters who were excited to be there. The music was good, however by the 4th day of reggae I was pretty over hearing those laid back grooves constantly.

Our neighbours in the camping area turned out to be champs all round. Closest were a bunch of Swedish Fins (maybe 8 of them) who were great ambassadors for their country because they were so nice and so attractive. These Scandanavians are so good looking and well dressed. We were also close to a group of hilarious English lads who took a shining to Juzzy and made him punish his liver every evening. They affectionately renamed us 'Hot Dave' and 'Skip'. The sun did come out for a couple of days so we could enjoy watching dance classes/showcases at the agora, swimming down at the lake and just hanging out throwing frisbees around and what not. Basically the three days warm up passed by really quickly and by the time the music was starting we could have done with some more time to hang out in the camping grounds with our new festival buddies.

Roskilde '07 (Warm Up)