The Mark Has Been Made.

Went to the Travel Expo ´09 today. A really, really bad idea... Asking if I fell in love with any place today is useless, better would be asking me if there is a place I didn´t fall in love today. Well, there is one or two of those. I´ve never been tempted by Greece in any way and my Mum is pissed because she wants to see some Greek island and no one really wants to do that with her :D. And Madeira or the other Portuguese islands have never been interesting. I´m not a island person apparently. But yeah, did I fall in love with ten countries or what. It´s just that I´ve been to so many countries I like or then the ones I want to see are so far away. Like I´d have the money to take off to Australia or Brazil. Wish I had. My folks want to travel to Germany and I am not that thrilled about it since I´ve seen Berlin and none of the other cities fascinate me enough to want to travel there. Fine, Munich might be nice. But. If I ever start to long after Germany I´m not well, remember that. Mum and I did find one place that might be worth a visit, Lithuania. We´ve seen Estonia and Latvia, so Lithuania is the only one of the Baltic states left. Now I kind of want to see, like this year or something. We´ll see. At least I have enough broschures to make a trip around the world at home.

The rest of this post will be shameless admiration of Nine Inch Nails. I have a phase again apparently. Listening to them. Oh, how wonderful it sounds, the older material especially. Not that I don´t find The Slip or Ghosts awesome, because they are really good, but right now the older stuff hits me. I listened to And All That Could Have Been last night and well, kept singing along. I still know all the lyrics by heart, I mean like all of the lyrics to the songs. Which is quite a lot. Head Like A Hole is probably the only song I can sing even if I don´t have any music. Well, national anthem too, but that doesn´t count. And HLAH is still one of Trent´s best songs. Everytime I hear it I remember the flat palms pointed to the stage during the chorus and all the manouverism that goes with it. Gosh, could they come to Finland this year? I don´t even know if they have a new keyboard player because the last time I checked, Cortini was leaving and they were dealing with it. (Yeah, a good fan I am...) And I remember sometimes thinking what has been going through Trent´s head when he has written all the lyrics, but right now I kind of can understand him. Which, I think isn´t the best thing in the world. The lyrics aren´t really all happy and flowers, you know what I mean. Hurt sounded amazing when I listened to it, haven´t really paid attention to it for a while and that is a huge mistake. There still isn´t any other song that would have made me cry in public, when the song is actually played in a concert. Fuck, I can´t even today understand why I reacted like that. It might have not been like that if the fireworks hadn´t been set off too early. (You have no idea what I´m talking about? Youtube Nine Inch Nails, Ankkarock, Hurt and fireworks and you prolly get your answer.) Listening to NIN before going to sleep was maybe the best idea I have had in a long time. The angrier Trent gets on the record, the more it soothes me. Which I guess isn´t the purpose of the album, but I didn´t have a punching bag to take my anger out...

And why did I start to listen to them again? All because of this book I started to read. Joe Hill´s The Heart-Shaped Box. One of the members on nin.com read it and told it mentions Trent and at that instant it basically became a mandatory reading for all NIN fans. Can´t say yet wether I like the book or not, haven´t read it enough, but the idea is fine. I think it will get more interesting. And it makes me think odd things, so it takes a while to read it.

Ah, you´ll probably get a new post tomorrow, depending on how well Arsenal plays (they better play damn well). Until that, take care!

Listenint to: Nine Inch Nails - The Wretched