Tonight I decided to start something I've been postponing for a long time: cleaning out my closet. And I mean literally. That's how I found a box of cds that, for one reason or the other, weren't stored with the rest of my collection. It's mostly promo cds in cardboard sleeves or cds held in clear pvc sleeves. While digging through the box, the beautiful cover artwork pictured above caught my attention. Katrienne, said the cd cover. Neither the name of the band nor the cool artwork looked familiar to me. What's this? Info I gathered from the credits: italian band, album (a self released cd-r) recorded in 2005. I googled a little bit and found out a few reviews and interviews that didn't add much to what I already knew. Also found a band website that hasn't been updated in 11 years. An interview mentioned a second album in the works but I guess it never came to be. I still have no idea why I have this. I assume I got it as a freebie for writing on music magazines, though I can't remember reviewing it or even playing it. Anyway, I'm very happy I found it tonight because it's in my stereo as I'm typing this and I'm enjoying every note out of it. It's post rock in the vein of early Mogwai (without the loud parts), emotional and melancholic, with hints of slowcore. Almost entirely instrumental, just a few vocals here and there. Definitely not the most original music out there, but they know how to hit all the right notes. Serendipity.
Don’t go as a tourist to different places just to stand in front of statues for a picture on instagram. Go explore the place, the people, how their society works and incorporate yourself into it. Learn to make a home everywhere you go, and always remember that other cultures are never wrong - they’re just different.
Seguinte, mudança de planos! Estou em #bari 🇮🇹 não consegui pegar a balsa de hoje para a Grécia! Infelizmente não deu. As coisas na Itália fecham cedo (onde compra os tickets no caso) e eu fui a pé, porque não encontrei nenhum ônibus próximo para o porto.
Enfim, Amanhã as 19:30 estou dentro da porra do ferry para chegar na Grécia. Mais um dia de Itália, menos um dia em algum outro país, é assim que funciona. Peguei o hotel mais barato e xumbrega que tinha e vai quebrar um galho para hoje. Nemmm fudendo que eu durmo na rua, ainda mais perto do porto.