Friends!

Sunday. Slept ’til 11.30. Woke up. Coffee. Talk. Nice.
I had a great and inspiring week.
A lot of things happened.

Jet-Lounge
I played two sets this evening. I met nice people. There was somebody
that attended the evening because he read on Twitter. His name is Jaco.
It was great to see he was enjoying the evening with his friends.
Channah was really nice! Listen to her: www.channahmusic.nl
She was really disarming and pretty. The owner of the place, Mark Hodson, told us great
stories about punk-rock history, cocktails, youngsers and told us to go home.
So we did.

Skinnerbox
We finally rehearsed again with the three of us. That was great! It was really good
to see my friends in good shape and atmosphere. We made new songs. New plans.
After that I drank whiskey with Camille at their place. Next day nice talk and coffee.
We picked up their kids at school. Carnaval, everybody was dressed up.
Big risk making a compliment that day about somebody’s clothes..
I took a bath. With lavender oil. I don’t know why I mention this, but it’s too late to turn that back now.. After that, saying goodbye and heading for theatre ‘De nieuwe Vorst’.

Lust for Life
When I got in I straight away met Peter Schuyff, aka The Woodwards and his woman Signe Tollefsen. We talked about buying houses and stuff like that. Do you know The Woodwards?
Go check, they’re great! Here’s a link: The Woodwards
I ate with my soulmate Polle. After that: showtime. The evening was called: Lust for Life.
There was a couple dancing naked, a drumsolo with crazy dance, there was The Woodwards having fun,  a tiny sushi train, a bunch of human dogs barking and spreading bloodlike sounds.
A couple dancing accompanied by brisk piano-play. It was really, really beautiful and touching. A saw a lot of pubic hair, breasts and perfectly shaped bodies that evening. The audience was really quiet. Did I mention that Mindpark was the host of that evening and played some perfect soundscapes?
Well I do now: Go check these bastards as well! Trrrr. Click: Mindpark
I took the car with Polle in it. Drove to Rotterdam really calm. We sat at Polle’s crib. Drank beer. Listened to some great beats/soundscapes he’s working on.

NH-Pop Live
Yesterday saw me playing Manifesto in Hoorn. Many friends showed up. They listened.
I got a bit distracted since many people were still energised by the band before me and talked a lot. But it turned out a good show.
I fucked up ‘A dead pony’. But the ending was okay, since Tranzulu backed me up with a surprise appearance. You know these people? Tranzulu? No? Shame on y’all! Go check: Tranzulu
It was a party. Megaphone. Confetti. Dancing. Crazy times.
Somebody made great pictures.
I will get them this week.
Patience is a virtue.
So long.
Gerhardt

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