victoria's secret - sonata arctica

Dancing on the path and singing now you got away
you can reach the goals that you have set from now on , every day
There is no way you would go back now, oh no, those days are past
life is waiting for the one who loves to live, and it is not a secret...

Concert in about 42 hours, Sonata at Mejeriet. That will be a happening, for sure.

The blog has yet another paint job, ought to be the seventh since I started writing again. Why? Well, I like the colours to reflect mood or trends in my life. The last icey-blue one was when I had a few days of intensive listening to Ecliptica, the black-orange a few weeks ago was after getting hooked to Orange County - definitely not to be confused with The O.C. - and this current one is to represent my escapades in Lost Heaven the last couple of days.

Lost Heaven is a fictional city in the game Mafia: Lost Heaven, my latest way of escaping reality. And depression and criminality or not, the world did have a better paint job in the thirties. Men looked like men, cars looked like cars and the Western World still had not succumbed to the horrible architecture that would follow during the upcoming forty years, thus destroying the face of at least my rather insignificant homecountry.

It would be interesting to experience it.

Or, to have something not as extreme, late 19th century London, or Munich, or Berlin, or Copenhagen or... well, I guess that is most of it. France is uninteresting for me by then, Astruo-Hungary was embarassing already decades earlier, and Spain... Spain lost its last colonies by then. So I believe that if I had the possibility to live for a year in 1897, I would be German.

Honest, the 21st century is horribly dull this far. Do you also feel sometimes that civlization has already peaked, and is now instead going downwards?

As ever,

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