song | joanna newsom - ys [album]
mood | literally floored, so to say
good question, where to begin ... aside from the conclusion, that not each bread roll is the same. well then, on with some thoughts and impressions alike that were wandering through my mind during two evenings ...
k, i really really tried it ... gave him a chance ... anything ... to prove, i'm not biased ... to play nice, and again, failed ... although the question might be ... was it him or me, who failed. [music of the night] even as hard as i tried, i didn't believe him any, not even one word or note ... i couldn't see the chara, couldn't feel his emotions ... all i saw was blondie, who butchered a song, unable to hit right notes or hold even one properly at some places ... and i don't speak about his failure during the title song on the first evening ...
[wie kann es möglich sein] exactly, good question to ask, not only as title of a song. again, he proved his ... may i say incoherency? yeah, i think so ... they had to lower the key notes, no, the whole song, even to make it slower, and some notes shorter, it seemed. he literally killed it, too ... there was nothing of the aggression colloredo should have, nothing that might have shown anything at all ... just a man ... well .. see above ... too tired to repeat almost the same words ...
[der letzte tanz] any further questions?
i srsly bet, his fans will come again with the argumentation he was ill, he was choked by emotions [wtf? wot emotions?] and all those other pretty words. to be true, his time is over, and that was something he showed clearly. it might be better to retire, than to live off his formerly even good name and destroy its last remains of dignity, or even the kind of brand connected to it. there was nothing of a star there, nothing of a mega?[who the hell ever said that?]star ... ther was just a man, getting older and at the end of his capilities. and that was that ...
during der letzte tanz i even considered for a moment, how would it look/sound like if dt would sing it? aside from the short moment of amusement, when i asked me self, how blondie would look like in dresses or skirts ... [don't ask]
[why the hell is blogger unable to provide something like lj does with its cut-ability? guh, annoying]
carin filipcic ... yeah ... another chapter ... how to tell her to get rid of that annoying habit to blow every thing out of all proportions during her songs? somehow i'm having the impression with each passing day it gets worse and worse ... yesterday i even wished for náray erika instead of her ...
poor enough, that the young ones. marjan and lukas, blew away the old ones ... pity pity ... except for one ... susan ... well ...
[and yes, originally i wanted to post that in german, but somehow my mind started to wander again ... bad mind, bad mind ... tsktsk]
and believe me, the rest of the thoughts wandering through my head, you really don't want to ask for, would you? ^^
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