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This blog will be written in both English and Danish. If you, as a reader, have trouble with one of those languages and would like a translation, please let me know, and I will do my best to oblige. If you are a Danish reader, please know that I am just learning, and my Danish is far from perfect. If you would like to suggest corrections please do so. Email me at somedayashtrays@gmail.com.

17 June 2008

En overraskelse

I have two things to say, and I’ll say them very quickly, so I can attempt to read 47 pages of a business textbook (how did this happen?) and then go to sleep, since I’m still exhausted. In chronological order:

Yesterday I met Ivan of Oliver North Boy Choir (also writer of In a Cyclone of Stones) and Simon of Zvook Mescalin. Tried to listen while they spoke in Danish, and understood the numbers but not much else -- giving further credence to the idea that my written Danish is far better than my spoken. (Og mit skriftligt er heller ikke særligt godt.)

Nice meeting them both, and far more stimulating than the Little Mermaid, as evinced by the fact that it was nearing eleven o’clock and I still hadn’t fallen asleep… Anyway, though -- talked about music, and talking about music is always fun.

And secondly: Had my first classes (actually one class, two sessions) today. Seems kind of interesting-- but I have the feeling that, as usual, I’m going to enjoy the lectures but find the readings really dry. Because our instructor is nice and recognizes that there are people like me with extremely short attention spans (or something like that) we get to have a break midway through each day. The content of the break is relevant to the course, and today, we watched a music video by the Knife.

I do not like the Knife. But as the song started, it occurred to me that it wasn’t bad. A few minutes in, I decided that it was the best Knife song I’d ever heard. It’s called Heartbeats, and it’s an older song -- perhaps it came out before they got all weird? I haven’t listened to the words yet, but it sounds good, and the video is spectacular, resembling nothing more than an old home movie of slightly out-of-focus children skateboarding downhill in elaborate and rather dangerous-looking patterns. There are a few crow moments, but overall, I like it. Not the best song I’ve ever heard, but far superior -- in my mind -- to other Knife tracks, and certainly a decent study break.

I'd write more -- about both these things -- but my eyes simply will not stay open that long. I don't know what's wrong.

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