Raise your hand

''She's a product of being raised in the country. She knows her roots and works hard for her money. A southern drawl with dark tan legs, ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred.''

Remember last time you took time for you? And really relaxed? No? Neither do I. But yesterday was alright. Spent it at the lake sippin coke and whiskey like the country girl I am. Don't worry, no skinny dipping this time. Hah. It was nice. Forgetting about the world for a bit and people in it. Nice. Untill people actually showed up and the place turned into a huge fucking tourist attraction like the Eiffel tower. Time to go. I mean relaxation in my book means silence, nature and no fucking people anywhere. I should be so lucky huh? I hear there's a place in Alaska with more dogs then people. Doesn't that sound perfect? Hah. But well since that is impossible I'll turn up the music real loud and just forget about everything...

Choice of the day. Miss Joplin. I love her. That voice. That fucking voice it's something special. I always say there never was a singer like her and there won't ever be another singer like her. Though you know, her talent is often overshadowed by her tragic story which has now became a legend. This album is honestly one of my favorites, in general and by her. It really shows her the way I believe she would like to be remembered in the environment she was happiest. On stage, in front of a microphone. Drowning in music and singing so real, so raw and so painful that there are times when it gets too much. There are some ''purists'' who don't like this album, guess what I have to say to that? Fuck em. It's a great album, even the song Harry. I mean do we even have to go into the fact that there are four bands on this album? Full Tilt Boogie, Big Brother & The Holding Company, the Paul Butterfield Blues Band and the Kozmic Blues Band. Damn this was a mouthfull hah. The album features nine songs, studio and live, aparently it's a less known album but holy shit it's so good. I was never much of a fan in the past *what the hell was I thinking right?* but this album made me a fan. I put it on out of curiosity and fell completly in love with it. I enjoyed every moment, every song, every note. Raise your hand quickly became one of my favorite songs, but then again all of them are, recorded with passion and a voice that makes the hair on the back of your neck stand up. That's all I can really say. This is music the way it should be, when it pulls you in, gives you goosebumps and leaves you speachless. Janis we lost you way too soon and it is so damn tragic, I know you had so much more to give to the world. I hope you're in a better place now. A world nicer then this one was to you. Guys, listen to this record sometime, it really is nothing short of perfection.

R.I.P. Janis Joplin 1943 - 1970

American Girl

Did you miss me guys? C'mon I know you did! This past week was madness. Complete and total chaos. Which in general I mostly spent studying like an idiot. I got a good feeling but I don't want to jinx myself before I find out the results. The exams were difficult as fuck. I'm not joking it was madness. I did manage some time in between to have some fun. Or better yet I was forced to have fun. Which in the end wasn't so bad, turns out sometimes you need to relax. Go figure huh? I spent friday night getting wasted on a Havana night drinking mojito's and trying and failing at Salsa dancing. It's fun though, I might actually take some lessons. I used to do ''dirty dancing'' and loved it, but that was a long time ago. Havana night ended with me sober on the other part of town watching a cover band that does all kinds of 80's rock songs and to say they're good is an understatment, the guys are fucking fantastic. But then again if you're gonna play Sweet child o' mine then that's all you really need to make me love you. There aren't many things on this planet that I love like I love Guns n' roses...

Rock n' roll!

The ''fun'' stopped though when I got home way too late for my own good and was forced to get up in the middle of the night. Okay. It was 8 am. But seriously in the middle of the damn night. No particular reason for it either. I tried to study but who would of known tired brain will no cooperate. What a revelation huh? Spent the rest of the day up on the castle. They have these events every last weekend in August. It's fun. I don't even know why I'm up there each year but still it gives you something to do, even if you do flirt with firemen and listen to knights sing Tokio Hotel songs. Hah. Very medieval of them...

If nothing else the view from up there made me remember that I really love my home town. It's small and the people might drive me insane sometimes but it's home. You only got one of those, and mine is pretty incredible to be honest. I complain over it all the time but truth to be told I wouldn't trade it for anything...

In the middle of all this madness I realized why it's important to take time for yourself. A little ''me time'' you know. Honestly I felt like shit to do won't end this week and I was losing my mind, borderline tearing my hair out and the only problem was that I was pushing myself way too hard, I could still get everything done if I just took an hour or two in between to rest. Honestly we all need to cut ourselves some slack or take a little breath if not for our sanity then for our bodies... they won't coopearate forever and my headaches and body pain made me see clearly that I've had enough. So I took some time to breathe, put on a new record I just got *Skid Row's Slave to the grind, I'm so happy about it!* and got lost in drawing for a while and it was amazing! I felt relaxed and calmer and less stressed...Here's a little something that happened during that time...

Chris Hemsworth as James Hunt in the movie Rush, it took me forever, it took me all the remaining nerves because the red pencil kept breaking and because I have a million of different colors but none makes blonde hair look right, but here we are now, I'm not particulary happy with it, I know it could be better but I wanted to share anyways to show you guys that art isn't always perfect, every artist has a bad day sometimes...I hate it but it happens...

Alright, that's about it from me today, I have things to attend, things that involve getting drunk and sleeping through the weekend...horrible fucking idea but seriously I don't care. I had about enough of everything and everyone this week. Take care, have fun, stay safe! Good luck to everyone who started school again this week! You'll do great I know! And if you don't that's alright too, your inteligence and worth isn't defined by grades.

Good morning soldier.

Well England...I didn't see that one coming. Does that mean James Bond is going to need a visa now to do missions in Europe? Hah. On a serious note I can't say I think this was a good idea...for anyone, either Europe or England. I feel like Britain tanked Europe let's just look at the stock markets for a second...and older generations of Britains just sealed the deal on the future of the young generations...a future they don't want and will be forced to live in...I'm sorry about that guys. I know what's it like when older generations dictate you how to live. But I suppose time will tell. And what if Scotland and Ireland decide to leave? Then it's basically just ''Kingdom'' no more United Kingdom...Messed up situation to be honest.

So...I wanted summer and now I finally have it. Not the type of summer I'm used of though. I'm used of heat but not humidity. Maybe a little bit but at the moment I feel like I'm in a rain forrest. I hate this. I love summer, I love the heat but I don't love thick air that makes it hard to breathe. But I shouldn't complain to be honest, I've been cold for far too long.

And the GN'R tour started yesterday and if you think I wasn't already sobbing over the youtube videos online this morning you are highly mistaking. Oh my god my excitment is over the roof. I don't know why since Steve and Izz are still missing and there is no sign of an European tour *I know I know patience* but I'm just....freaking out over Ax and Slash. Together. On the same stage. Even smiling at eachother. It's just...perfect. One of my favorite bands back together after so many years. I couldn't be happier. Aparently there was a moment last night during Estranged instead of ''How could you say that I never needed you'' Ax sang ''How could I have said that I never needed you'' while touching Slash's shoulder which trust me is enough to get me in tears. It's not even selfish the thing about this reunion that makes me happiest is the fact that they made up and are friends again. That's the most important thing to me in the end. I only need Steve and Izz and I might as well live in a fairytale too good to be true. Guys. Make it happen. Please. It's not GN'R without them. Not really. Other then that I hear that the concert was amazing. I'm way way WAY too jealous of everyone who was there last night. As I will be of everyone that is yet to see them. Gonna be a long list till the tour ends. Heh.

Not going to rant forever today. Got an event to get ready for. Event with a lot of meat and stupid music. The fuck is wrong with me huh? Bin ich in der falsches film oder was? I probably got lost along the way to be stuck in a place like that. What's gotta be done right? What I will tell you though is how amazing it is when I put all the shit aside and just focus on me, on what I love and let creativity run. I did some drawing and painting and it felt amazing. Shutting off the world letting my vinyls play and just paint. No outside world. It makes my family nervous when I sit still and paint for hours but I'm not bothered. It's something I love doing. Even if my back is killing me after I'm done with a project. I understand tattoo artists so much on days like these. *sigh* either way...for the past two days or should I say nights because I couldn't sleep I focused on painting on shirts. I have tons of shirts with no print on them and paint. Bad combination. Shit happens. Haha. So this is what I've been up to...

Marvel geek whatcha gonna do. The Winter Soldier design is based off a poster a friend of mine owns. So the original idea credit goes to the artist. I only modified it a bit. The last one isn't done yet but it's gonna be a ''salt and burn'' type thing. Supernatural fan. I'm a geek for too many things it would seem. I use standard textile paint and Dynasty paint brushes. Expensive as fuck but well worth their money. So kiddos that's it for today, I'll see you on monday, stay safe or should I say stay in the shade and enjoy your weekend.

''Where are you going to be on New years eve?'' ''Drunk''

It's fucking friday night I should be flat on my back already what d'ya say? XD

A smart man once told me ''if you can't beat them join them''. Let's not go into details how this smart man was a rockstar and the advice was literally go with the flow of sex, drugs and rock n roll. Hah. He was right about one thing though, going with the flow. I had the best times when I stopped stressing out and just let go. It got a little out of control sometimes but hey, to be fair mistakes and bad choices often make the best stories. Which might explain why I got fucking wasted last night chugging whiskey, ''sobbing'' how life aint fair. I should be young in the 80's. When all my favorite bands were young. I would kill to see Springsteen, Jovi, Motley, Poison, Skid, Guns when they were on their prime. I'd kill to walk down the sunset strip in the early 80's. Party with those bands. Or hell if I was lucky, be able to sit and the studio and watch how the best songs, best records were put together. Had to be amazing. I'd kill to see the ''Music Peace festival'' in Moscow in 89' they had Jovi, Motley, Skid, Ozzy, Scorpions, oh my god! I'd give anything to see the original Queen at the live aid in 85'. I'd give anything to see Guns n' roses in 91' at Wembley when Skid Row opened for them. Some people say they'd go back to fix what they ''broke'', fix their mistakes, take a different path, fix what they regret. Well I wouldn't. I don't have such regrets. Past desitions brought me here, and even if everything is wrong at times I still wouldn't trade the life I have now. The people maybe but not my life. I love my music endlessly. I'd only go back to see them, to feel that vibe, to enjoy the music when it first came out, to feel the excitment, see the people, enjoy life in a time when there was no slutty pop singers ruining music, enjoy life when it didn't matter who you were music conected everyone. Everyone got together for Live aid and showed the world how strong music actually is. How it can change the world. So that is all I want. If it was possible, to go back in time and see that. There was a time when music was music, now it's bullshit. Almost everything recorded after 95' don't bother anyways it's crap. Now, since I wasn't there, obviously, and to make me suffer a little bit more, here's some of my favorite videos from these shows. It's friday, it's the holidays, let fucking loose, join me chugging whiskey on the dark side ;) but guys be smart and stay safe. Cheers! Love y'all. Happy Holidays ;)

A random note, I still believe this Queen show was the best concert ever played. Nobody will convince me otherwise.

And this is the second. Don't even try to fight me on this, you can't win.