Wednesday, May 26, 2010

On the rail.

Foto: Annika Berglund.

The only time I actually saw an extremely long line to the mens bathroom and when I opened the girls room it was all empty.

95 % guys. All of them dressed more or less the same. Not so much hair but growing bellies. Like the groups; Built to Spill were probably the most boring band on stage ever (and they looked exactly like the audience) but  they were great. Guitars from heaven.

Where were all the girls? Were were the girlfriends of all the guys? Or is flannel shirts, self-pity, guitars & six-packs of beer not attractive now like it was it the 90's?

J. looked like Bob from Twin Peaks (o an ANGEL like Helena said. She's obsessed) with long white hair. 14 years ago, when I saw Dinosaur the last time, he had darker hair. But still going strong. They touch that nostalgic-being-15-again feeling that makes me never want to grow up.

Isn't Sonic Youth and Dinosaur our Rolling Stones and Beatles (or a lo-fi version, the real deal should be Nirvana/Metallica)? They keep going year after year (but never really becoming really mainstream), some kind of evolution, if you're lucky you can still catch a good concert with them in a place that is not Wembley Arena or Madison Square Garden.

Breakfast and sun and a green landscape passing by, going south (backwards) towards Copenhagen.