Touching the future with my fingertips

In my last month, many things have happened to me. I have experienced some of the best concerts in my life, at the Øyafestival. They captivated me so much that I almost forgot the pain in my legs after standing for six days in a rowe. Examples of brilliant bands:

My Bloody Valentine, Sigur Rós, Grinderman, Mogwai, Iron & Wine, Dark Meat, Fleet Foxes, Jamie Lidell, Okkervil River, The Mae Shi and Yeasayer were some of the international bands that captivated me.

But there also were a lot of good norwegian bands; Lukestar, Animal Alpha.... I should've seen more norwegian bands perhaps, I don't think Ida Marias performance is worth putting up here, and she is even making it big internationally. Maybe it's time to take a break and breathe?

And even then the Oslo trip was an experience in it self, although I could be more satisfied about the rooms they gave us at the hostel.

After coming home from Øya, I started packing my things, because of the changing of the seasons, and because of the education I have begun with. I was moving from Langevåg, maybe forever. This had a sorrowfull effect in my, I almost couldn't see my friends too much before the leaving because I am so bad at saying goodbye. Some of my friends I managed to meet and say goodbye, but others I didn't. But I will try to make it up to those with letters. Maybe nice letters which makes others happy.

I am having a great time in my new place, this apartment is big enough for the two of us(Me and Karina), and though the bathroom stinks after somebody uses the toilet, we can manage and... use the airconditioner.

Happy thoughts about happy times, this is the happiest days of my new life. I might get cynical and frustrated in the winter months, but then againg that is the season where I belong. The winter has always had a big influence in my life, both in ways of making me stay inside and making me a pianoplayer. What else would I be doing inside all the time? I get more cynical about music too, in the winter. I may throw away cd's, which might sound catchy in the summer, but almost horrible in the winter. It's those buys you regret!

I like eating my own bread, eating my own food in general, sleeping under my roof which I pay for. It's all those little things that makes me feel like a person, and not some child. The day I drove from my house was very hasty, and I didn't look back. Should I have looked back?

At all those memories... No.

My new Tarot-cards tell me that this will be my problem in the future, grasping after the past.

Now...I'm touching the future with my fingertips. And it feels really good.

He or she?

Recently, I've been very inspired by the music I listen to. This usually comes out in my drawings, piano, writing and also in my "style". Like this recent day, I was going to play dead-ball, and dressed up like I usually do. Suddenly, I took the pen that lay on the table and drawed a upside down cross under my eye. Clearly inspired by CocoRosie which often asks questions about religion and god. Their newest single has the name God has a voice, She speaks through me.

Is god man or women. What is god? Why do we write god with capital G? Can one be a priest if one is gay? Is transsexuals allowed inside a church? Is it morraly right for Christians to say fto their kids that the evolution is the words written in the bible?

http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&videoid=34307198

Sommer 1942

I'm sorry for not posting anything in a while, but I have been very active in being a graduation student and doing activities with my friends called Russ. This means doing a lot of things one normally wouldn't do to have fun before graduation. Because after graduation many would think that means growing up. I hope it doesn't, but I'm trying to prepare myself and get used to the fact to live in a city and study language and litterature. I don't know if it's the right thing for me, but I think it is worth a try.

In the last month or so I have been driven by a strong creativity. This has made my deviantArt profile updated more often. I have posted lots of things, if you would like to see them, you should go to http://chrismv.deviantart.com

This inspiration has suddenly thrown me into video-art, and like, recycling old videoclips which I have downloaded from youtube. My first product was a short film called Sommer 1942. It is inspired by Holocaust, Eva Braun, Anne Frank etc.

City Lights

The lights shine so bright and clean in the night. City lights, lanterns, lights from windows. They shine out of the utter dark which surrounds them, and they inspire the tired ones to go to sleep. A lonely wolf lies on the white grass, chewing on a bone. Lying there, chewing, looking up to the lights of the farms. Above the wolf theres a small, white house with a window. A young girl draws the curtains to her and giggle at the thought of another day with playing. The frost fly in the wind ever going to a place, a place where frosts are lying heavily and creating snow. And the lights shine, they smile at the towns in the night.

A wind comes heavily from the north, wrenching through the landscape, throws rabbits out of their caves, casts the crow to her wings and punches the window to slam into the windowframe, while the girl shivers and nearly wakes up.

Red Chocolate

Piece of chocolate
lying in my mouth.
Lying
Dying
Flying


Red chocolate,
shiny paper.
Strip it down
Lovely town
Crispy clown.

Teeth shiny and glad
Stomache of joy
Lovely kind
Sleepy mind
Happy and blind

Shiny and tastefull
lovely mouthfull

Seductin Soviet Kitsch

Lately, I've been obsessing about this russian/american artist named Regina Spector. Lately I got her cd in the mail, and it was extremely well made, much better than I ever could've imagined. I anticipated it to be good, but in a indie sort of way. If you know what I mean, there aint that much extremely good indie music, but people just accept indie as this expressionistic musical trip which would be some of a sin to hate. I mean, how can one hate art, because art is only a state of mind passed in to something. It's more like accepting that the earth is round, nobody knows why, but you just got to accept things as they are?

I am hereby asking you to accept Regina Spektor as a goddess (:

This is why I'm hot

In the process of creating a blog I was first thinking of some sort of creative writers blog, which could inspire me to be more creative in my life. But then I thought it might be selfish to only write self-realizing texts. This blog will therefore hold both musical recommendations, my own "music", self-written texts, pictures, designs, arts, poems, videos and drawings and so on.

I would like people to read the blog, but I do not expect anyone will like it yet, because the design I picked is horrible, and I´m creating a new and better one right now.

My name is Christoffer... and this is why I'm hot ^^