Music critic.

So last month I went to a little festival in the city where I live with my friend, who brought me along so I could help her write a few reviews of the concerts there for a Danish music website called Bands of Tomorrow. Sorry that I didn't write about it, I was just too lazy, woops.

Anyway, I enjoyed the weekend with the festival, drank way too much alcohol and of course did the two reviews I had to do to be able to go in free (btw I literally had a press pass, it was so cool, I even got to shoot pictures of one of the gigs wow). And then a bit later on the boss (at least that's what I think she is) of BoT contacted me, because she wanted to hire me as a music critic for their website.

How cool is that?! I'm officially a volunteer music critic. I don't get paid a dime, but I do it all for pleasure, and it's gonna be so much fun. Just writing the two reviews after the festival was so much fun, really! It'll also give me the opportunity to discover new music, even though it's only up-and-coming Danish bands that we write about. It's still pretty cool, I think. Can't wait to see where this will lead me.

A penny for your thoughts.

Warning: this is one of those posts where I talk about my thoughts and feelings. If anyone's reading this blog and if someone doesn't wanna bore themselves with reading about my thoughts and feelings, just ignore this.

Last night at 3am it kind of occured to me that I have absolutely no idea what I wanna do with my life. Yes, I'm studying at university, but that's actually just so I could do something, anything that wouldn't just be me wasting my time away. So I chose to study something I'm interested in, which is English. But I don't even know if I want a job that involves that, when I'm finished with my univeristy degree. Honestly I have no freaking idea what path I want my life to go down, I can't imagine myself having a job for any other purpose than to just earn some money for perhaps a year or two, so I can buy myself nice things. I can't see myself loving a job, not at all.

I know that some people, my mum and my friends, will tell me that this is not true, but I know it is: I have absolutely no talents. I'm not good at anything. I'm a pretty average, boring person. I have no hobbies, no passions. Well, I have a passion for music, but I can't do anything with music, except listen to it, so I can't use that. I like travelling, but I can't do that without money, and to get money I obviously need a job. And that's about all I care about in life.

It's kind of sad, isn't it? I know that I'm only 21, but I have a year and a half left of my bachelor degree and then I can go on with a masters, but I don't think I want to do that right away, because then I'd probably just end up vomiting Shakespeare, English grammar and discourse. My entire life people has always told me not to worry about what to do for a living, because there's always been years and years left of my education, so I didn't need to worry. But with a year and a half left I'm starting to worry quite a bit.

It's been years since I've last had an idea of what I wanted to be, and that was a teacher. I really don't wanna be anything like that now, so I'm back at nothing. Also I briefly had the idea that I wanted to become a psychologist and actually study psychology, but that's impossible as fuck because of my fucked up college exams, so yeah, ain't gonna happen. Again, back at nothing. 

I can't even direct myself down some path like "Yeah, I wanna do something in a company" or "I wanna educate children" or "I wanna sit at an office all day long". I have absolutely NO FREAKING IDEA what I wanna do. I feel like if I don't find out pretty quickly I'll just end up the rest of my life doing shitty jobs and hating myself. I know that's not true and I will probably realise some day what I want to do, but I wish I could just find out now so I didn't have to worry. I hate worrying, it's the worst fucking shit in life.

Also I don't really feel like doing some shitty job after I finish uni in a year and a half, until the day I figure out what I actually wanna do. I could be completely unrealistic and say "I wanna be in a band" even though I can't play any instrument let alone sing, or perhaps say "I wanna be a movie star" even though I live in a country where we do weird as fuck films. I'm not gonna be unrealistic with stupid dreams, I can't even be bothered. I just wish I had a calling in life or just had sort of an idea of what I wanted to spend perhaps not the rest of my life doing, but at least a lot of years.

I'm a bit scared of the future. No, scratch that, I'm insanely fucking god damn shitballs scared of the future. I've spent most of my life going to school and I actually have no idea how to function without school. I spent most of my gap year doing absolutely nothing, so I don't even have proper work experience. That and also the thing I've been complaining about in this weird-arse blogpost, the fact that I have no idea what to do with my life and job-wise when I'm finished with my education.

I just feel like there's a year and a half left of my life and then absolutely nothing. Just unknown stuff out there somewhere. I don't have a future planned, I'm not sure about anything in my life. I feel like my life will just stop at 22, a few months before I turn 23 I will just cease to exist. I know everyone's future's unknown, but at least most people have something planned or at least ideas.. I don't, not at all. It's scary as fuck. I'm afraid I'm slowly but surely entering some sort of existential crisis. Freaking help.

Back from a break & Song of the Month.

Hi guys!

Yeah well, you can say that this blog has been on holiday, and so have I. From just a few days after my last post until the 1st of September. Then there was uni again and I got a bit stressed out, but here I am again, and everything's great. I'll try my best to post regularly again, but I can't promise anything, since my life is pretty much just a boring pile of shit. So don't expect too many exciting posts.

Anyway, since it's the end of September I figured we should first of all wake up Green Day. And after that I thought I'd post the song that I've been enjoying the most throughout September. That definitely has to be Nympho by Christopher - a Danish artist that I've been enjoying lately. Yes, it's about sex. Yes, it's good. Give it a cheeky listen.

One Direction: 16.06.14.

So yeah, judge me if you will, but I went to see One Direction live in Copenhagen last Monday. I'm not a fan or anything, I just think it's fun to listen to their music, and I've thought for a while now that if I ever had the money, I'd go to one of their concerts in Denmark. When my friend Marie then offered me her ticket for a cheaper price, who was I to refuse? 

I feel like I gotta tell my honest opinion about the concert, and so I will. I've never before been alone to a concert, and it wasn't really a problem, since I didn't arrive in the queue until 13:45 (it opened up at noon) and was still first row. I only had to wait until 16:30 to be let in, because Marie had bought early entry, which was so cool! I must say that I chose an awful place to stand, but that was just because the stage looked so weird and confusing with all the things to walk on and whatever it all was.

McBusted were support, which I really loved, but I would've loved to see 5 Seconds of Summer as well. I've never really been a big fan of either McFly or Busted, but of course I know the greatest hits and I sang my heart out to Year 3000. They had so much energy on stage, though, and they even learned a bit Danish to show us - one of them knew how to say "I am a woman", which was quite weird and unusual, but pretty cool. They seemed genuinely happy to play in Copenhagen!

One Direction opened their show with one of their latest hits Midnight Memories and I really like that one. I didn't know all the songs they sang, but I did sing along to those I did know. To be honest they didn't really do much on stage, they wandered around and did a few very awkward dancemoves, but it was alright. I'm not up for artists doing a lot of weird things on stage. 

If I have to mention things that annoyed me, it was firstly that I had to pee during the entire show. I'd scored myself a spot by the barrier and I didn't want to leave it for those three hours where we waited for them, because I didn't know anyone who I could trust with my spot. By the end of the show I admit I was kind of wishing for it to be over so I could get to the toilet. Another thing that annoyed me a lot was that they were sometimes showing weird little videoclips in the style of pacman or something on the screens that were supposed to show what the boys were doing when they were on the catwalk. Standing where I stood I couldn't see them on the catwalk unless I turned around and stood on my toes, so it annoyed me a whole damn lot when I couldn't even see them on the screen right in front of my face. The last annoying thing was that Zayn seemed out of his mind, especially when he called us Swedish people, which was kind of embarrassing. Oopsie, huh.

But all in all the concert was really great, no pushing really did the magic! I could actually enjoy the entire show without having to worry about someone trying to take my spot or humping my bum or whatever. I also really loved that they connected so well with the audience, because when there are 45.000 people gathered in one place, that must be really difficult. They waved, commented on signs that fans were holding on, and making weird faces directly to people in the audience. 

Also we all know I am kidding no one by not mentioning Niall, so here I go: I've never heard him talk before, as I said earlier I'm not a fan, so I don't watch interviews and such, but holy damn, his accent! I knew it was great because he's Irish and I have a love for that kind of accent, but I was positively surprised anyway. He's really damn cute! I had to say that, I'm sorry.

They finished the really great concert with another one of their hits, Best Song Ever, and they kept thanking us during the show. Niall also fangirled a little over McBusted and it didn't really seem like everything they said in between the songs was all planned. Some of it probably was, but I'd like to imagine that not all of it was. 

I had an amazing experience and I can't thank Marie enough for giving me this opportunity. I will definitely see them live again sometime in the future! 

Copenhell 2014.

Copenhell, which is a metal festival, was this year moved from the weekend and added an extra day, which means it this year was 3 days long. It happened on the 11th, 12th and 13th of June.

Last minute I found out that my mum wanted to pay for me going to Copenhell, and of course I said yes please. There were a lot of bands that I wanted to see and I also got to see some I didn't know. The best ones were definitely Twisted Sister, Of Mice & Men, Tyr and Thy Art Is Murder. 

The three days were spent drinking beer, eating way too expensive festival food and running into a lot of my friends who were there as well, all whilst listening to pretty awesome music. I also met most of the guys from Of Mice & Men, which is one of my favourite bands. They were all so sweet, even though they had to leave pretty quickly. They only came out to see Iron Maiden perform.

The last day I was pretty drunk and it's kind of a blurr, but that's just a proof of how awesome the day was! We started out with a Swedish tradition called "krebsegilde" at 11am (after rarely any sleep), which is translated to "crayfish party". At which you literally just eat crayfish and drink schnapps and beer. It was pretty fun! 

I was also at Copenhell back in 2012, but I can only say that this one was a much better experience. So much fun, all the time! I hope to go back next year as well, and hopefully if I do, it'll be just as fun.

Here are some pictures that pretty well captures how the days were. They were all taken with iPhones, so I apologise for the poor quality.

Song of the month.

The song I listened to a lot in May, especially by the end, has been a song that I don't find good in any way, it just keeps getting stuck in my head, which is really annoying. It doesn't even go away when I play it on repeat for hours straight. So I just have to name it my song of the month.

Last month I partied a whole damn lot, and they play this one when you're out and about for drinks with mates. I always always sing along when it comes on, no matter how sober or drunk I am. The song of the month for May is Brandon Beal ft. Christopher with Twerk It Like Miley. I'm sorry.

Carnival.

Every year there's a carnival in the city where I live now, which is Aalborg. It's a really big deal in this part of the country and people from near and far come to the city to take part in it. They call it the biggest carnival in the North, but I don't know about that. I know that there are a lot of people every year, though, and I'd heard it was absolutely insane.

I wasn't planning on going this year because I wanted to go to Copenhagen, but as we were handing our semester projects in only a few days later, I decided to stay in Aalborg and attend the carnival instead with my good friend Camilla. A few weeks back we went shopping for our costumes, and I'd decided I wanted to be a pirate. Camilla was going as a flapper/Charleston girl. I really like planning costumes for parties and such, even though it rarely ever happens that I'm going to a party where costumes are required. I even ended up sewing some new buttons I bought with small anchors on them onto the white shirt I was going to wear. Yes, I spend a lot of time preparing my costume!

As the day came, Camilla had been sleeping here the night before, and we got up early to get ready. It took a while to get ready for both of us, but we made it in time. The carnival started in three different places all over the city at different times and we chose the latest one, because we knew it would take a while to get ready. We'd mixed some vodka and iced tea and brought that with us along with some beer, because who isn't hammered at carnival? It all started at noon and it was absolutely and utterly insane! But so much fun! The carnival ended in a park where everyone were just having fun and continuing their drinking. Music was played from everywhere and the sun was out, so most people got a bit burnt. 

In the evening we went home, slept a bit and then went out to continue the drinking, me still in my costume. It was a really fun day and night and I really can't wait for next year's canival! I feel so attatched to my costume that I wish I had another occasion where I could wear it, I don't really feel like I wore it enough. It was so much fun to prepare it and even more fun to wear it! Take a look at how we looked (iPhone quality):