It's a question of...lust.

Thoughts like violence break the silence. The silence of the mind. A mind in pause since the 13th of December. If I could freeze time. I'd freeze it then and there. In Oslo. 

(c) J.S.K.

(c) Lito Va

As I stand in the queue waiting for the doors to open, I feel every cell of my body aching and getting paralysed by the cold. Unpleasant memories come to my mind. I remember the disappointment when the cancellation of the concert in Athens in 2009 was announced. It was a sunny warm day in May. I was standing there at Terra Vibe all excited among thousands of people. Waiting. I was happy for having escaped from my work and beeing there, counting the seconds for the concert to start. I recall the excitment turning to agony and finally to a heart-smashing sadness. Back then I decided not to go again to a Depeche Mode concert. But my love for Depeche Mode is unconditional and their songs a part of me. And that's what brought me this dark cold day outside Telenor Arena in Oslo.

(c) Lito Va

(c) J.S.K.

(c) Lito Va

But this time Depeche Mode show up to our appointment. On time. They are on stage. In front of my eyes. LIVE. Mr. Dave Gahan, Martin Gore and Andy Fletcher. A total and breathtaking experience. No words to describe the feeling. Dave's voice penetrate the soul and steal a piece of it. Dance, dance, dance like never before. 

Insanity.

 Solemnity. 

(c) J.S.K.

(c) J.S.K.

When the lights turn off the moment becomes a memory. Well kept in the heart. Forever.

Maybe the best concert I've seen so far in my life. 

Can it really be higher than that? 

(c) J.S.K.

Time will show. The next time has to be soon anyway. Until then, Dave will still have the voice that makes me cry... and the most sensually moving male hips in the world.

Cheers!

(c) J.S.K.

(c) Lito Va

Who: Depeche Mode #depechemode

Where: Oslo, Telenor Arena

When: 13/12/2013

Unknown Pleasures

It's all about pleasures.

Known, but mostly unknown.

The ones that come unexpectedly to agitate you

and put your soul and your heart on fire.

Just like a song. It touches your ears, gets stuck in your head,

penetrates your soul, burns you slowly, becomes yours.

Until it becomes You. 

(c) J.S.K.

A change of speed, a change of style.

A change of scene, with no regrets,

A chance to watch, admire the distance,

Still occupied, though you forget.

(c) J.S.K.

Different colors, different shades,

Over each mistakes were made, I took the blame.

Directionless so plain to see,

A loaded gun won't set you free.

So you say.

(c) J.S.K.

We'll share a drink and step outside,

An angry voice and one who cried,

'We'll give you everything and more,

The strain's too much, can't take much more.'

(c) J.S.K.

Oh, I've walked on water, run through fire, 

Can't seem to feel it anymore.

(c) J.S.K.

It was me, waiting for me,

Hoping for something more,

Me, seeing me this time, hoping for something else.

(c) J.S.K.

Joy Division, the band

Unknown Pleasures, the album & the book

New Dawn Fades, the song

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CbeNRHtpgOk

Pulsar 1919, the leggings

Lovelysally, the brand

Shop online: http://lovelysally.com

These ravens on my legs...

~Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary,

Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,

While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,

As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.

`'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, `tapping at my chamber door -

Only this, and nothing more.'~

~But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only,
That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour.
Nothing further then he uttered - not a feather then he fluttered -
Till I scarcely more than muttered `Other friends have flown before -
On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.'
Then the bird said, `Nevermore.'~

~Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!' I shrieked upstarting -
`Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore!
Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!
Leave my loneliness unbroken! - quit the bust above my door!
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!'
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'~

~And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming,
And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted - nevermore!~

Edgar Allan Poe
~The raven~

What: Raven Leggings
Where: Black Milk (www.blackmilkclothing.com)

sins vs. virtues

7 deadly sins to commit...

and 7 heavenly virtues meant to counter them. 

It's the same in any language. 

Choose yours.

                                                                                                                

                 7 Deadly Sins                                                                 7 Heavenly Virtues 
   
 Lust~Begjær~Luxuria~Λαγνεία                                       Chastity~Kyskhet~Castitas~Αγνότητα 

Gluttony~Fråtseri~Gula~Λαιμαργία                       Temperance~Måtehold~Temperare~Eκράτεια
Greed~Grådighet~Avaritia~Απληστία               Charity~Barmhjertighet~Liberalitas~Eυσπλαχνία
Sloth~Latskap~Acedia~Οκνηρία                            Diligence~Innsatsvilje~Industria~Εργατικότητα
Wrath~Vrede~Ira~Οργή                                         Forgiveness~Tålmodighet~Patientia~Eπιείκεια
Envy~Misunnelse~Invidia~Ζηλοφθονία                          Kindness~Velvilje~Humanitas~Καλοσύνη
Pride~Hovmod~Superbia~Αλαζονεία                         Humility~Ysmykhet~Humilitas~Ταπεινότητα

No sins, no glory!

No virtues, no salvation...

Where: Kunst Med Puls, Fredrikstad, Norway (http://www.kunstmedpuls.no)
When: 2011-2012

Who: Marianne (my personal skin artist)

Try walking in my shoes..

~You'll stumble in my footsteps

Keep the same appointments I kept

If you try walking in my shoes...~

Jeffrey Campbell: "Shadow Stud"

Weight: ca 1,350 gr each!

The most unique spiked shoes by far.

Wanna try? 

Give me nylon, or give me death...

No matter how many you have it's never enough.
No matter how much import duties you're gonna pay, you'll buy again and again.
No matter where you go, you want to have them on you.

Leggings, Suspenders, Catsuits, Skirts, Dresses, Bodysuits, Swimsuits, Tops, Shorts...They have different colors, different patterns, they are cool, the fit perfectly and they are made of nylon.
They're called BlackMilk and they're made in Australia.

Ready to make the difference? Put some killer heels or boots on and get all eyes on you.

Welcome to the world of BlackMilk. Come as you are and enjoy the shopping trip...

Where: http://blackmilkclothing.com

Let me show you London...in my eyes.

London baby!

It's nearly impossible to write about this city. If you've been there you know. If you haven't you 'd better do it asap.

The absolute city. The city of all kinds of art. The city of music, of fashion, of romance. The city of creativity and alternativity. The city of lights. The city of our dreams.

Let me take you on a 3 day trip around the streets of London and the things I loved the most there. 

Take a deep breath, drink a strong coffee, fasten your shoe laces and let's go!

 Welcome to the city where everything is permitted!

 Let's drink a beer and let the journey begin.

 Great selection of beers @ "Rocket" Pub, 120 Euston Rd

And Fish & Chips of course... 

 Take the underground and...

      Camden town here we come!

 The ultimate place to be and undoubtedly the shopping paradise.

Don't leave Camden without bying of course a pair of Dr. Martens.

Have a look @ the British Boot Company 5, Kentish Town Rd. There you will probably have the chance to get a unique (sample) pair of Dr. Martens that only YOU will have in the world...! 

 Ready to lose sense of time? This is Camden Lock market.

Vintage boutiques

Rock n' roll all day long.

House of Guadalupe. The most cult and colorful boutique @ Camden Lock Market. If you love the mexican culture, this is the place to spend all your money bying unique handmade art pieces.

And for the music lovers tiny record stores all over Camden.

Best ever Irish Coffee @ Bar Gansa, 2 Inverness St. One is never enough.

You'll definitely go back there. Love is in the Camden's air.

 Got hungry? Welcome to China Town. Probably the most "red" district in London.

It's a new dawn, it's a new day and I'm feeling good...

If heaven was shiny it would have been made of latex. 

 The most sexy latex clothes designed by Atsuko Kudo @ 64 Halloway Rd. If you are a latex lover, don't miss it.

 And back to the underground and straight to Oxford street. There, if you're lucky you'll meet the most innovative street artist in London and his sweet creation. Take a break and enjoy it. It's really worth it!

Time for lunch break and a glass of purple-red Shiraz @ The White Lion.

Carnaby street is within reach

Are you a shoe addict? Then Irregular Choice is your place and your choice. Shoes for irregular souls @ 35 Carnaby St. 

And as the night is falling down the city is shining under the street lights.

Ready for the most sweet experience of your life?

Enter the M&M's world. 

@ 1 Swiss Court in the heart of London you'll find an irresistable world made of sugar and chocolate. 

And if you know how to survive in nightlife... Soho is waiting for you.

Beer o'clock @ Cafe Boheme, 17  Old Compton St.

And the most fabulous drag queen show @ Molly Moggs, 2 Old Compton St. 

Don't miss every Tuesday the incredible Cookie Monstar. 

The day begins where it ends. 

Find the guitar of your dreams at Denmark St. 

At nr. 6 you find Vintage And Rare Guitars, the cutest and most vintage guitar boutique. 

Vintage is the new religion and the place to be is Brick Lane. 

Walk around the area and you'll fall in love with the beautiful graffiti and wall artworks.

You never get enough of walking in this city. Even when you don't feel your feet anymore, you want to keep on. Even when the night has fallen. There's something special with this city. A kind of magic.

Even if you have to leave, you know that this city has occupied your heart. And inside you there's a fire burning and calling you back there.

You never say goodbye to London.

This is the way out, until we meet again.