Sunday, 15 December 2013

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




Sunday, 8 December 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

Pulsar 1919, the leggings
Lovelysally, the brand
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