#saturdayselections

Guess what? Punk's not dead. At least The Offspring isn't. Yesterday, while helping Diego packing the bread (the new worker, he's learned enough now to be packing and I helping), I had a song in my head

Yesterday was my turn to train the new guy. And to be honest, I enjoyed that very much. He's a very likable person, and one can notice that he actually likes to work, which is very rare. And he has a great

What I haven't shared yet, is that I went to Cape Town to see my son perform on a rooftop last Friday..

There was a lot of renovation going on at Danny's restaurant last week, causing me a lot of stress. Which is fine, predictable. It got me back to one of my all time favorite albums, "The Dream is

It's been a while since I threw some music out there. Not because I wasn't listening to music, but due to not taking the time to write posts. Yesterday we had a great jamsession again, so music is really

It's been a shit week. It's been a great week, honestly, I've got so much done, made so much progress, solved many problems and had much success. And yet it was a painful one. And today, a good friend

I'm still losing the battle against myself. And the scary part is that I care less and less about it. The ego seems to be taking over, the superficial me, pushing the self aside. The mind knows it's a

I went to a concert today. It was a bad day for me, but going to the benefit concert in favor of Lily's former school was a good idea. Being around the other parents. Listening to the music. Pataconfunk

"The flat is a mess," I say to myself. "You're a mess!" replies the flat. "Yeah. Let's change that," mumble I, looking at the dust brought in by summer winds, covering everything.

It's been a long day already. I'm debating whether to go to a concert or just call it a day and chill out. Getting up at 6am on a Saturday isn't that bad - if it wasn't for a long and awesome jamsession

Saying certain things can sometimes be easy, but accepting that they actually happen can be much more complex. The only thing we can be certain of is death, but imagining it happening to a loved one is

I must say I was hesitant to go out today. Yesterday was rough, and today wasn't that much better. Still much chaos inside, and a that nerve-wrecking sadness. But I had said I would go, and music always

I woke up a little angry today. A mix of disappointment and fulfilled foreboding. I don't snap when I'm angry, not anymore, most of the time I just retract and try to get live the feeling, and then get

Eric Clapton. Pink Floyd. Beatles. Paul Kalkbrenner. Stoto. Deep Purple. Morning music. I wake up in a mood. Like everyone else I'd guess. Especially on the weekend. No alarm clock. No rush. No need to

Saturday Selections 7-4-26

After listening to a lot of electronic music recently, @manuvert reported about a concert he went to. Bands I hadn't heard of, and the curious person I am, I put them on - and was immediately sucked into

Looking for a cheerful post? Keep scrolling. This one is in the mood of Joy Division. The irony is not lost on me. I know that a few of my readers are fans of Joy Division. They know that mood. That special

Who Dat Who..?

They say it’s better late than never, at least that’s what the old saying goes. Better to take action than to sit idly by; better to look forward than back. I’ve been told these things before, but I say

Some days, the urge to not be is too strong. The feeling of needing to dull it all down, drown out reality. It's part of dismantling the walls that have protected me for so long. That helped me manage