Mo chroí, cronaím thú. Gráim thú.

Because we were ONCE... maybe ONCE we will be again, but different.
ONCE it happened. We changed, you did. Who will we be? Will WE ever be again?
Only life will tell. Now it seems only the channel is between, but there is so much more.
We were enough ONCE, we are not now. Life will tell if we will ever be.


Glen Hansard and Marketa Irglova... ONCE

Part of me
Has Died
And won't return
And part of me
Wants to hide
The part that's burned

Once, once
Knew how to talk to you
Once, once
But not anymore

Hear the sirens call me home
Hear the sirens call me home
Hear the sirens call me home
Hear the sirens call me home

Part of me
Has vied
To watch it burn
And the heart of me
Has tried
But look what it's become

Once, once
I knew how to look for you
Once, once
But that was before
Once, once
I would have laid down to died for you
Once, once
But not anymore.

Hear the sirens call me home
Hear the sirens call me home
Hear the sirens call me home
Hear the sirens call me home

Over and over

For the guy behind the bar...

The Bonobo Supremacy

Someone is going to be in Bristol seeing Bonobo live on October 6th. That's me! I luv Bonobo... Oh! Flutter... Oh! Kota.... Oh! Between the lines... Alright!!!!

Y.A.C.H.T

I like him. I think we all have a friend like him :)

I don't want to be

Volcano

Dinner, Jazz and Chat

It had been a heavy day at work, but Bryan came from Hungary for his first round of transition, and of course we had to do something nice. After work we have planned to meet, and after dropping his stuff at my place we went for dinner. Originally we had planned to go to Lulu, but as we were meeting in the end with more people, we decided to go for another place by the Old Harbor after making some reservations.

Chicken Schnitzel with red pesto and fries... yummy! Of course Bryan started with biers, while I kept on drinking Coke and we had the chance to catch up in all what happened in this looooong two weeks since we met last. It was really nice and eventually the rest of friends arrived there. It was nice to see some people I had not met for a while making a bit of fun of Dutch culture being Dutch themselves. They were quite amazed on the improvement there is on my Dutch :)

I also really enjoy spending time with Bryan, because we can laugh a lot together about each other, telling some stuff in Hungarian, and just making fun of each other's reputation or actions in the past such as him on the last night of the conference, drinking enough to end up dancing in the middle of two lines of roll call dancing AIESEC members and not remembering it, or me, dancing and getting close with... yeah, it was nice to dance, I remember.

Jorien joined us after a chain of SMS in order to arrange our meeting, and after sharing a couple of stories about guys we decided to take off. But what to do in a random Wednesday night? Let's go to Rotown!- We thought, as anyways the pie there is as delicious as it is in Dudok and it was surely open.

Arriving to Rotown we got a nice suprise as there was a performance going on and it sounded jazzy and amazing. They call it the "Vocal Night", and of course everything was about beautiful voices singing, r&b, jazz, soul, funk and pop. Of course they had a good DJ putting on the music and mixing really nicely, and well, in the Rotown atmosphere, it was simply nice. I guess the singers were Dutch artists singing basically in English, and together with the pie and the drinks the night was crowned.

Tomorrow there is a big party going on in Tilburg... to go or not to go... that is the question. What definetely will not be a question is the Monday of Pinkpop this year.

The feelings of Tango

It's been some days in which I had time for not much really. There are meetings most of the times, and if not the to-do list I have is long. It is good to be busy these days, I can think of nothing else but what I have on the tray, and that is a good thing. Sometimes it is good. After fighting for life balance for the past months, the over workload today is an absolute good thing. It stops me from thinking.

All along my working time I listen to music. I like to listen to it loudly as it distracts me from all going on around and it helps me focus, not caring for any ongoing call or conversation or person coming and going, and in this way, my taste for music is diversifying, and as I am not the person that will write a song, then I find music that fits my mood, maybe a different way of expression.

Some months ago, I remember I watched a movie in which two people were dancing Tango. I never stopped to think too much of this music style, as it is somehow from far away, but with the new discovery of different music styles, I've discovered the different notes of Tango on what I listen to lately.

If you listen to the classical Tango songs, argentinian sounds from some decades ago, at least in Latin America, you could only think of it as some sort of music, as we have many sort of musics all around, mixes from this and that style or our european influences. But as people have paid more attention to Tango, as perhaps an element of romance, we listen to in more often and under different tonalities. Yet, what I enjoy so much from Tango is its drama.

I cannot dance it obviously, but if you look at it, and if you listen to it, you will realize that Tango is loaded with drama, and that's why I like it. You can almost hear someone in love with passion, full of joy, and at the same time some one who has been treasoned and broken hearted, whose pain is almost unbearable, who suffers its last dispair, the most terrible disappointment.

I like that some currents of modern music are getting traces of Tango, it kind of brings back the emotions of a time that is long go, and yet so present for each one of us.

Morcheeba

Recommendation from some friends in UK. Great band. Worths checking out.

"Since bursting onto the charts and into national consciousness with 1998's sophomore album, Big Calm, Morcheeba have carved a niche as purveyors of evocative nuevo-lounge and dreamy ambience. While 2000's Fragments of Freedom saw the South Londoners' first tentative step out of the "coffee table" pigeonhole, Charango is the sound of them relaxing, infusing influences such as hip-hop, country, and cinematic scores into a joyous blend of humor, romance, and soothing melancholy." -Christopher Barret

My pick:
Love and Fear - Lyrics
Love and Fear - Sounds