Hah. Acknowledge yourself and do your best.
"Old school"
Why do I feel so alone. A thought that occurs without notice. Perhaps you’re leaning on the bus window, gazing out on the seemingly endless ocean of people standing together in small and exclusive groups. As a dynamic taskforce, they’ve all got their proper function in the group, making it unattractive to expand with lets say, another member. Perhaps you’re entering the schools cantina during lunch hours, alone, scanning the room for a familiar face inviting you to sit. Perhaps you’re standing in the grocery store, dwelling over the endless dinner possibilities; you’ve got the frozen department, the instant suppers or the hot dog section, all with the intention of feeding a party of one. The world can be a cold and lonesome place, the options available are to move, and (or) to socialize. Easy as the Monday morning blues, but than again, why do we so seldom chose the options in front of us! "Most certainly..." there must be another possibility. This matter of self-fooling, to constantly overlook the subject resting right under our nose is definitely worth taking a closer look at, we all know that the value is in the eyes of the beholder. I’ve found myself trying, on various occasions, to solve the mysteries that have caught my attention by looking at all the other solutions, but the one that first came to mind. That's actually something that I think most of us do, we're constantly on the lookout for a better alternative, a cheaper bargain, a nicer looking companion. Or the fact of the matter, the thrill of the unknown! We are curious in that way, but than again, it's most often the”little something something” about others that appeals to our consciousness in the first place. We're never completely at ease before we're off to the next one. In some cases there's a lack of chemistry, sometimes there's none at all, and the list goes on and on. I know I know, you're nodding your head thinking yep yep me too! Monkey see monkey do, repost instead of tweeting, or modify instead of inventing! I suddenly get a Déjà vu sensation, so instead of telling you to do you (again), let me adjust the coordinates a bit and guide you through, to the bitter end! This blog has had the fortune of being blessed with the Blurb of Rydis. I’m not a sellout, I don’t promot, devote space or thoughts to things I don’t believe in. I truly believe in the sincerity of Rydis, and his takes on music are truly interesting, not in the sense of being a blueprint for music comprehension, but as a well formulated and structured set of point of views! Speaking of being well formulated, who else than the national icons, embodying the notion of seizing the day, are more worthy of a little attention? They’ve already been the topic of Mr. Rydis’ attention, as a contradiction to my own advice, I’m going to”Mr. me too” a little.
Almost 11 years has passed, more than 500 concerts, they’ve truly amounted to greatness. Not long ago, they addressed a critic who some time ago expressed a doubt concerning their potential, it was at gig they performed at in the locals of DNB, the exact wording of their response is not of interest, but the concert however (!) Performing for an audience consisting of a partially sitting crowd, they performed the shit out of it, they even played an extra song at the end, thanks to the crowd keeping the party going. But than again, what can you expect from such a setting. Guess that the missing factor was the lack of flow, not the rappers’, but of Jaeger and Champagne. No hate, just an innocent remark! Never the less, the duo has mesmerized Norwegians all over, and they’ve got the Spellemanns-award and numerous sold out concerts to show for. Being a rapper, rapping in Norwegian, that says a lot, so KUDOS to the both of you!
The musicians embody the nature of being something else. Not blond, not an alcoholic- or party drinker sort of speak, not Thomas, nor Audun! It’s rather humorous, on more than one occasion I’ve had teachers or other authorities choking while trying to pronounce my last name, secondly there seems to be some kind of a consensus about beardy men being Muslims, and last but not least, if you’ve got a beard and try to go skiing, no matter how fast you might go, there’s always someone who feels the need to explain the art of skiing while you try to enjoy a cup of coffee at a cabin 30km from the nearest parking lot. Guess that we Norwegians are a caring people! Try to explain that you’re Norwegian; they’ll just make that stupid grin and ask you which country you really originate from. Guess that we Norwegians are extremely curious, and really into geography. Try to go to a nightclub at about 1 O’clock, guys in front and behind you, but for some magical reason they just can’t afford more men inside when you’re next in line. Guess that Norwegians live by the codex of the numbers game, so don’t give up, they’ve got to say ’yes’ eventually! The fact is that their songs have a therapeutic effect on me. For all of you that doesn’t have a”Tone Damli Aaberge” life, don’t give up I guess! If you have true friends backing you up, looking like Benetton commercials or not, you’ll get there eventually, the longer the road is, the better the arrival’s going to feel! Someone once said that it’s better to take the stairs, that way you don’t have to fear that someone suddenly calls the elevator to the first floor again. If you’ve ever tasted the real deal, the replica version never measures up again! I don’t do the metaphor any justice, its genius and should never have been tampered with, but than again, English speaking people now have an insight in the masterminds play with words. I guess that what comes easy can also be taken away just as fast. So call me stubbered, but I just might would like to take it slow then. And that’s how that saying goes!
As usual, I’ll attempt to summarize the points made today. We live in a world where we’re more comfortable doing things those others has done before us. Don’t agree with me, let’s see. If I would ask you to do something as strange as wearing a cupcake on your head, wearing tights in the most screamingly freaky color, and to set it off, walk backwards. Two out of three is already a reality, and my educated guess is that someone acknowledges the anarchistic idea as a gigantic bird-flipping gesture. So sooner rather than later, I think we’ll be seeing people walking backwards up the capitals main street, perhaps even on the 17 of may(?). Ha-ha What I’m trying to say is that the level of acceptance, no matter how idiotic something might be, alters if a group of people does it. So my point is that if you’re alone, you’re not a part of this “defining elite”, the chosen ones, the ones that dictates some aspect of modern society, that being taste in movies, the opposite sex, or fashion. All of which are the most subjective things in life, so I’d urge you lonesome people to embrace the choices you make, and perhaps be on the lookout for a fellow companion, for the sake of the future, kids and all that. If I can be a hypocrite, why can’t you? As long as you’re comfortable in your own skin, alone and naken sort of speak, completely frank and honest with yourself, theres really not that much out there to make your life better. So perhaps the advice can be to acknowledge who you are, perfect it, and look for companions that fits you, the other way arround is usually a vaste of energy and time, at least that’s my experience. The slightly modified Norwegian saying; Its better to have one bird in the hand, than two in the bush captures the idea of todays little mindspill.
Enjoy
- Frelsersarmeneren
