
about this site
An archive of information about the Norwegian artist, musician and poet, Magne Furuholmen.
myspace blogs
Magne joined MySpace in April 2006, and immediately began posting blogs containing poetry, ramblings, topical thoughts and even just strings of letters or punctuation. These blogs appear on a relatively regular basis, and are a great way to keep informed about Magne's many projects.
If you would like to read Magne's blogs in their natural habitat, the best way is to subscribe via MySpace. If you are already a member, simply go to http://www.myspace.com/magnef and in the blog box, "magne f's Latest Blog Entry" click [Subscribe to this Blog]. If you are not a MySpace member, signup is free and you can create an account here.
Since MySpace's blog settings make it difficult to find specific entries, the best way to access the older ones is via direct link to the individual blogs. Below is a blog archive that will help you get caught up on the old entries and serve as a reference to those who might want to find a specific blog. Thanks to Sue and Caterina for compiling the links and titles; I added the dates and short quotes for the purpose of this page.
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blog posts 2009
| 9/8/2009 | lust, want and lasting enjoyment |
| maybe you're not too impressed with my output on the apparatjik channel yet, what with my big announcement and all... but one day it may just be worth the struggle. i think. my job is to confuse. and i do it so well even i am in a daze. |
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| 9/8/2009 | last will and testament |
| so here it is, honeys; i’m outta here. not to disappear off the radar completely of course, (don’t get your hopes up!), but to create havoc somewhere else. 09.09.09 here i come. | |
| 8/12/2009 | hey babaluba |
| having survived another a-ha album (the cat only has 9 lives) it's fair to say that i will try to pay more attention to my own space again |
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| 4/5/2009 | so you can read again, - so read, you can better |
| doublespeak: twice as good | |
| 4/5/2009 | neutron blast |
| thank you, city for grinding us down |
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| 4/5/2009 | as we hover |
| our instruments not quite powerful enough |
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| 4/5/2009 | as neutron |
| we hover just shiny metal outside unbroken glass |
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| 4/5/2009 | so yes is marginally better than no? |
| the original question was; have i read finnegan's wake? yes and no. i read in it constantly, but i have not 'read it'. |
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| 4/2/2009 | no, the answer is yes! |
| 4/2/2009 | the answer is no |
| 4/1/2009 | cattermole hill, ex-mountain of flesh |
| was reared up by stress and sank under strain | |
| 3/10/2009 | if I can’t imagine what we were |
| and explorers will end up on the verge of amazing discovery back at the original feeling |
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| 3/10/2009 | it’s alive |
| i don’t beat know your own soft skin how until it hardens to write |
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| 2/7/2009 | if you are reading this |
| you have been very patient |
blog posts 2008
| 10/15/2008 | baryon minority | ||
| physical separation can be mathematically explained but that doesn't do much about the pain |
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| 9/23/2008 | if by living | ||
| if re-incarnation teach me of the things i never got surely spending time with you would do the same |
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| 9/23/2008 | the force that through the green fuse drives the flower | ||
| no sense not thinking now of all things that go into being here |
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| 9/23/2008 | oldplay | ||
| http://www.coldplay.com/newsdetail.php?id=133 | |||
| 9/23/2008 | hinterland | ||
| behind the forest rolls in verdant waves toward the sea yet further still, like frozen surf the mountains stand at ease; |
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| 8/30/2008 | bedouine | ||
| and i, who have no herd except when i can't sleep |
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| 8/30/2008 | help the elderly remember by forcing the young to forget | ||
| yet further still, like frozen surf the mountains stand at ease; coagulated will |
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| 8/30/2008 | read me real | ||
| sein blick ist vom vorübergehen der stäbe so müd geworden, daß er nichts mehr hält. |
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| 6/19/2008 | farmfrow’s foul flair for that flayfell foxfetor | ||
| gone never to return the same coming back but believing the same to be different always leaving for the last time - again and again there is madness in the method and no real method to be mad about |
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| 5/17/2008 | full on | ||
| i think tomorrow is also the day the new magne f cd is out in the uk people are scrambling for the doors of recordshops, screaming & banging their litlle fists... at one point I will just have to let them out, i guess. |
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| 4/11/2008 | pre orders post festum | ||
| for the digitally inclined there is now a pre order of the new cd possible this time there is no hand- or foot-painted covers, i swear! |
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| 3/31/2008 | bad santa | ||
| however, giving my songs away for free does not mean they now belong to everyone else - and not to me.
i still intend to do exactly what i want when i want. call me old-fashioned. let me reiterate the obvious: the free download was for you. the vinyl exclusively for those of you interested enough. the music is for everyone. the cd for anyone who wants to buy it. are we clear ? |
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| 2/8/2008 | watch me dance | ||
| mms://195.204.125.48:8080 | |||
| 2/1/2008 | much ado about something | ||
| (all you need to do to show your love is buy my bandmates beer afterwards, but not all 50 of you, please - we have a gig the next day) | |||
| 1/26/2008 | i love the wrongness of it | ||
| the promise of another magne f concert in the uk may be all the bad news most of you can take on a sunday ...but the albert hall?!? shurely schome mischtake. |
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| 1/24/2008 | nothing comes to those who wait | ||
| just don't go to www.magne-f.net/magneftube expecting some kind of reward. especially not some song i just finished mixing tonight or anything. ok - the beard may be greying at the edges, but do i look like mr. claus to you? |
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| 1/24/2008 | ok...so now it’s up | ||
| rather painful watching if you ask me - with my uncensored self so shamelessly exposed the mitigating factor is of course that the pain only lasts 30 secs (like most things) only to substituted by a new even harsher one! (again, like most...) |
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| 1/23/2008 | pay peanuts get monkeys | ||
| here's the better part of the world's work-force glued to their computer-screens (notice i said better, as in better, not as in 'larger' - i'm not completely delusional) trying to catch the world's fastest painter posied and ready, brush in hand... all that human resource gone to wasteville how will we repay them the time lost - oh, we won't? ouuuh we're sooooo sooorrry....come back later |
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| 1/23/2008 | how do you like it so far...? | ||
| so a bit of internet channel-swapping is recommended here. personally i am looking forward to sleeping through the whole event wake me when I am done! |
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| 1/23/2008 | hello, I must be going - or; quantum leapfrogs - always ahead of schedule again! | ||
| why are my sentences uncharacteristically characteristic? because i was up until 05.30 this morning painting. so that you can watch me do things i have already done, that's why. so that you can watch something coming into being that already exists. the old birth control discussion all over again |
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| 1/21/2008 | better broken english than broken hearts | ||
| the reason this confirmation comes your way 2 weeks ahead of time is that the collector's vinyl-edition sold out way quicker than expected, and there is a waiting list of ferocious fans who would love to take your place in the queue if you hesitate. |
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| 1/15/2008 | new magne f album | ||
| why waste time chasing strange ears around with you guys already here? you have found me. You have supported me (stranger than fiction, and for reasons known only to yourselves). This record's for you. |
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| 1/6/2008 | word war 3 | ||
| love the fact that any message i write is regarded by some as potential poetry
beauty in the eye of the beholder and all that…well, that only makes you more beautiful! |
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| 1/2/2008 | outside the pale there is colour… | ||
| time to get to work now gather round my friendlies… |
blog posts 2007
| 12/14/2007 | anticlimax | ||
| i will be kicking off the new year off with some news on the musical front especially for y'all. you should probably start looking backwards to it already. | |||
| 11/6/2007 | I’m leaving on a jet plane | ||
| any engineer would tell you this bird's flying days are over, but I beg to differ; I like to look at it as an object which has yet to realize its full potential |
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| 10/28/2007 | who will stitch together | ||
| who will turn these fragments of my life into legibility? |
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| 10/28/2007 | I am not human | ||
| I walk among you, recognised but virtually unknown famously celebrated but seen by some |
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| 10/28/2007 | because eyes can see | ||
| because eyes know because these eyes have memory because without it, it's just energy |
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| 10/28/2007 | reverse psychology | ||
| for it is not for us to know what started long before and ends well after |
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| 10/28/2007 | as your story bleeds into mine | ||
| as we piece together moments into mosaic dreams - made from broken vases |
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| 10/28/2007 | Toussaint | ||
| so if my history is of no importance my story may one day be |
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| 10/28/2007 | self referendum | ||
| this sentence contains nine syllables | |||
| 10/28/2007 | another good verbivorious tip | ||
| he is me but I am not him yet |
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| 10/28/2007 | literati come forth! | ||
| you are now and those other times are running elsewhere |
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| 10/28/2007 | one unharmful gem | ||
| I'm a toothier, inhumane wit meanie. | |||
| 10/26/2007 | you’re quick, I’ll give you that! | ||
| what cd? oh - THAT cd! |
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| 10/14/2007 | shyly, slyly | ||
| me? i am just an emotional striptease. you knew that. | |||
| 10/11/2007 | the restless are getting native | ||
| the new magne f album is nearly completed. it will be released….probably sometime after xmas. | |||
| 9/4/2007 | Guys & Dolls | ||
| on behalf of the many perfected versions of myself; thx! | |||
| 8/14/2007 | be my seamstress | ||
| you may soon all officially add 'installation artist' to your respective resumées. | |||
| 6/20/2007 | got myself a cryin, talkin, sleepin, walkin... | ||
| in case you were wondering - the dolls keep coming, the sick grin on my face ever widening. so many me's, so little time... | |||
| 6/4/2007 | at your mercy | ||
| yes, mags is full of hot air. the ego has landed. blow me up scotty |
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| 5/11/2007 | a doll's house | ||
| now since I know there is sometimes a difference between thinking something and doing it (uh...there is, isn't there?), this message is to remind the undecided to jump in. | |||
| 5/6/2007 | all I need | ||
| all I need is this thermos… and this chair |
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| 5/5/2007 | a doll the size of myspace | ||
| now get going and forget this crap about having no talent - talent is a form of intelligence…are you calling yourself stupid?!? | |||
| 5/5/2007 | are we clear?! | ||
| in order to avoid even more confusion; anything from six inches to six feet is welcome | |||
| 5/4/2007 | invitation to participation | ||
| This is definitely an offer you can refuse. As the smarter ones among you no doubt have figured out, this is merely a clever ploy to make you all work for me for free. | |||
| 3/29/2007 | n th wr gnst bbbl, vwls r th frst t g | ||
| ooiooueea | |||
| 3/27/2007 | book of vowels, verse 1 | ||
| I e ou ou i y a | |||
| 3/27/2007 | book of consonants, verse 1 | ||
| ths chmcl bnd | |||
| 3/27/2007 | s ptt, s a a o (ntnmcll: I ay aao you ay ptt) | ||
| smthng xtrrdnr | |||
| 3/4/2007 | infall | ||
| forget sea & sand, forget sky and ground unless; looking at the sky you understand the sea |
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| 2/27/2007 | salvus | ||
| in this maze I call my own there's no place left to go - no place I haven't been |
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| 2/15/2007 | I mistook myself | ||
| I mistook myself for someone I once knew I've been wrong about a lot of things one of which was you |
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| 2/15/2007 | split infinitives | ||
| like it or not who gives a fuck I don't know how or why but if you wish to know you'll have to really try |
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| 2/12/2007 | for the man who wants to be somebody | ||
| you only look for things that you can use and then concoct something wildly different out of what you got |
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| 2/10/2007 | like the white | ||
| like these hands your shape is all they remember |
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| 2/9/2007 | to put oneself in a place | ||
| our loss is losing you holding up a mirror to our ugliness |
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| 2/8/2007 | valor in a wheelchair | ||
| but secrets will reveal what time won't tell tedium succeed where ferver once failed |
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| 1/25/2007 | verbatim; | ||
| I was monster now merely minion |
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| 1/25/2007 | If you need another friend | ||
| If you need another friend ask, don't steal if you do not understand what I am saying think, don't feel |
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| 1/22/2007 | I am still talking to you | ||
| I am still talking to you even though you've gone away every day I talk to you I still think of what to say |
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| 1/22/2007 | our lives interwoven | ||
| our lives interwoven our features interfaced our voices in unison our dreams interlaced |
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| 1/19/2007 | oh yes you can | ||
| you can catch it as it comes towards you catch it as it moves away |
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| 1/19/2007 | cough cough..danger, warning; art-project! | ||
| http://www.blacksmoke.org/gallery/project?page=3 | |||
| 1/12/2007 | I despise | ||
| no fuss nor strain no pressure or pain free from unbearable tenderness |
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| 1/11/2007 | subterfugere | ||
| you will stand your ground convincingly if pushed but underneath you flee |
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| 1/11/2007 | undo undone | ||
| finish the end and be done |
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| 1/10/2007 | silence is not personal (1) | ||
| silence is not personal we just fill it with our own insecurities |
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| 1/10/2007 | silence is not personal (2) | ||
| silence is not personal we just fill it with our own insecurities |
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| 1/3/2007 | wishing you all | ||
| wishing you all had a merry kizmaz |
blog posts 2006
| 12/5/2006 | the bigger you get | ||
| the more you believe the less it is real |
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| 12/5/2006 | oh healthy forest | ||
| oh healthy forest your cousins are sick all over the world |
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| 12/5/2006 | I loved you | ||
| I knew you while we were still strangers |
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| 12/5/2006 | tv learns from you | ||
| we all battle demons whatever their names |
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| 12/5/2006 | we all wrestle with corruption | ||
| we all wrestle with corruption one way or another we all fall short of expectation |
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| 12/5/2006 | I can draw the line wherever I want | ||
| you don't know the half of it and if you think you do it is only because your mind is only matched by your mechanisms of self-defense |
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| 12/5/2006 | it is looking at old photographs | ||
| it is looking at old photographs that we see who we really are |
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| 12/5/2006 | thoughts are like masturbation | ||
| thoughts are like masturbation writing like making babies |
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| 12/5/2006 | seal this house | ||
| broken silences like shattered china |
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| 12/5/2006 | I can't do right for doing wrong | ||
| opposite to her I can't do wrong for doing right even as I try with all my might |
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| 12/5/2006 | the stoned group | ||
| hide behind your alias all you want it will not make the rest of you disappear |
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| 12/5/2006 | and just like that | ||
| the preachers have installed creditcard terminals for easier collection |
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| 12/5/2006 | would not blame the shark | ||
| would not blame the shark for doing what it was born to do would you? |
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| 12/5/2006 | how she takes refuge in herself | ||
| how she is hurt and brave in the face of truth for she believed love when it told her to wait and so she waits |
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| 12/5/2006 | why complain? | ||
| akk, oh vey, phew, oh lordie and the like - it's in vain unless you are willing to change |
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| 12/5/2006 | the beginning is over | ||
| the beginning is over the fade out soon to commence |
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| 12/5/2006 | winter has turned | ||
| winter has turned its back to the sun and a blind eye to the spring that will come |
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| 12/5/2006 | as long as you remember | ||
| as long as you are you I don't care about the rest |
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| 12/5/2006 | the khoros | ||
| be cursed, Cassandra so that even you (or I) shall doubt that this is real |
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| 12/5/2006 | nowhere | ||
| if you want to be in the middle of nowhere this is where to do it |
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| 12/5/2006 | nothing | ||
| nothing we can learn to live with nothing |
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| 12/5/2006 | no one | ||
| no one holds my silence like you do no one |
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| 12/5/2006 | the bitch is back | ||
| hard to know if it was your high expectations or my great(er) disillusionment with myself that made me stay away/come back (your choice) |
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| 11/16/2006 | vow of silence | ||
| shhh (wow!) | |||
| 10/23/2006 | danger & desire | ||
| begin to believe your doubt of what's never been |
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| 10/23/2006 | of all the mindfucks | ||
| of all the songs I never wrote you were always destined for success |
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| 10/23/2006 | made popular | ||
| my secret is something you tell only one person at a time |
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| 10/15/2006 | my ovaries | ||
| my ovaries are merely in my head but the worry of a barren time to come plays part in my desire to nurture every line |
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| 10/14/2006 | rudolph steiner | ||
| self-importance knows no boundary | |||
| 10/14/2006 | my testicles | ||
| but we shall only know the glory of the few combinations we pursued |
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| 10/9/2006 | if I changed | ||
| if I changed everything about you and turned you into someone else would I love you the same? |
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| 10/9/2006 | what am I going to do | ||
| you have seen a version of the truth of me but does the truth have versions? |
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| 10/9/2006 | no more rhyme | ||
| and stop pandering your thoughts are important enough without it |
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| 10/9/2006 | the first babystep | ||
| every road from here leads away |
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| 10/9/2006 | do not make the mistake | ||
| do not make the mistake of asking what I mean |
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| 10/9/2006 | leave the bible | ||
| but neither of us have the stomach or strength to reinvent their purpose to suit our lives |
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| 10/9/2006 | how can such clumsy moves | ||
| how can the appropriate words be so excruciatingly difficult to find |
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| 10/9/2006 | I wrote your neckline | ||
| I read your face as landscape not portrait a place to see, somewhere to be |
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| 10/9/2006 | I don’t know what you mean | ||
| giving in is an integral part of every fight |
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| 10/9/2006 | back on the scene of the crime | ||
| as I look out across the gray slab of water in crossfilter morning light a wingless muse calls my name |
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| 10/9/2006 | who convinced you | ||
| if I could beat sense into a head yours would be my first choice |
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| 10/2/2006 | you are a poem | ||
| you are a caterpillar of wish | |||
| 9/27/2006 | you have bruises | ||
| If I ever see your words within a five-mile radius, I will seek a restraining order. | |||
| 9/27/2006 | your south sea skin | ||
| a pocketful of change for a lifetime of chaste |
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| 9/27/2006 | want to make you smile on buses | ||
| I want to make you smile on buses and laugh out loud with strangers looking on to have a fucking fit in the middle of a crowd |
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| 9/25/2006 | the kiss of truth | ||
| for nothing lies more convincingly than a syrupy tongue |
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| 9/25/2006 | so you read | ||
| but art is like a child, my dear faithful to its own truth |
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| 9/25/2006 | when is it over | ||
| our past has changed colour so many times now and we have wasted every chance to meet |
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| 9/24/2006 | lovenot on lycon quer sall | ||
| sweet ruin, love not only conquers all it shatters what it touches |
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| 9/24/2006 | lose the map | ||
| lose the map we'd get lost a lot faster |
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| 9/24/2006 | they should make a statue of your mind | ||
| they ought to build a church a congregation for your thoughts |
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| 9/6/2006 | re-open the door | ||
| this is you, this is yours you are home |
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| 8/27/2006 | redux | ||
| guard your hear against hope take your mind off the mess you're in |
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| 8/27/2006 | call me old-fashioned | ||
| …but I did appreciate so many of you coming to the shows! |
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| 8/23/2006 | the other me is having more fun than I am | ||
| your gucci eyes match your wallpaper smile |
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| 8/23/2006 | how can you miss me if I never go away | ||
| (illegal to import 'tsks' - and rightly so...except if you buy an old piano - in which case it is your solemn duty to play something beautiful enough to make the elephant forgive) | |||
| 8/23/2006 | the native flute (no relation) | ||
| your strength is you remember mine that I forget |
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| 8/23/2006 | why is it kudos are quicker than comments? | ||
| your world colonized by the empire of me |
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| 8/23/2006 | seriously now | ||
| the tattoo on my soul is you | |||
| 8/23/2006 | one more for friendships (passing in the night) | ||
| the things we love destroying most are things we helped create |
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| 8/23/2006 | and then tomorrow... | ||
| and anyway I am a better human being with a hangover | |||
| 8/22/2006 | make a world to suit my mood | ||
| there is a rent in your world leading to another you |
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| 8/21/2006 | Butterflies are Disppearing | ||
| according to brodsky, a tear is a consequence of having to let beauty go. that is what I love about the fall. that and the blue sky. |
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| 8/11/2006 | ode to the three most important women of my life | ||
| maybe life is something someone can make sense of | |||
| 8/11/2006 | poetry on toast - I like that | ||
| we are not measured by what we get but how we deal with what we lose we're defined by opportunities we threw away and the mistakes we learn to use |
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| 8/3/2006 | ICA piece statement (of sorts) | ||
| we are almost 80% water and still we are thirsty | |||
| 8/3/2006 | surely you can't expect me to continue on like this..!? | ||
| memory makes my mouth kiss itself with conviction |
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| 8/3/2006 | gat shemen | ||
| the worst part is the memories we will never share |
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| 8/3/2006 | it's a well known fact | ||
| (I love the English language - just wish it liked me) | |||
| 8/3/2006 | from the archives (running out of ideas - tell no one!) | ||
| no thought a train no day the same |
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| 8/3/2006 | a sad state of affaires | ||
| some decisions are made from the singing of the blook in our veins |
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| 8/3/2006 | singalong song (let's hear the ladies...) | ||
| but recent times don't stand up to the way you were before |
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| 8/2/2006 | words | ||
| words to veil and seduce words to beguile and confuse |
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| 8/2/2006 | you will not see me | ||
| you will not see me but you will see the jet trails of my escape |
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| 8/2/2006 | the natives are getting restless | ||
| Oh yes, poetry is suffering on the altar of prosaic summer activities (or was that prozaic slumber activities), but then you all seem so informed it's hard to keep up with my own life... | |||
| 7/12/2006 | 1+1=22 | ||
| Even if the numbers dont add up, you will find much potential in the calculation. |
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| 7/12/2006 | I do like to be beside the seaside | ||
| your mind has sprung a leak like an old boat |
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| 6/29/2006 | forgive and forget | ||
| forget the difference friend; forgetters give what forgivers get |
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| 6/27/2006 | archeologically yours | ||
| for we are mummified and will turn to sand in each others arms if careless |
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| 6/24/2006 | ... | ||
| the headsman in me the axe in you |
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| 6/24/2006 | you can go there anytime...(the movies of your mind) | ||
| fast forward past these inbetweens | |||
| 6/20/2006 | where do the blogs go? | ||
| memory is meant to make stronger not wipe your sense of self out |
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| 6/19/2006 | dividends | ||
| here is 2002 kudos in return for all the kind words divvy them amongst you in a friendly fashion |
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| 6/18/2006 | do cusswords make me cooler? | ||
| and who am I to tell you what to do I am just as fucken stuck as you |
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| 6/18/2006 | sifting and lifting | ||
| I immediately had a vision of the ensuing culture that would emerge and I liked it. | |||
| 6/18/2006 | 1000 misfits can't be (in the) wrong (place) | ||
| Everyone says fuck you but no one keeps their word |
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| 6/18/2006 | sons and daughters of uranus | ||
| in fact a lot of the first mixes michael did was better with hindsight, but at the time and for some reason, I was cocksure. I simply knew best - now I just know better ;-) |
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| 6/12/2006 | The world has teeth | ||
| My own little army of wordspies out there scouring the field! | |||
| 6/12/2006 | wordsprouts, fontvegetables and grammatical gardens | ||
| the poet is a vulture the vulture is a poet |
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| 6/11/2006 | the way it works | ||
| Every book I read I mark every word or line that triggers something in me, and when I finish the book I write them all down in my notebook filed under "lines from literature" so I know where they came from. A book that doesn't give me lines is not a good book...in my book. | |||
| 6/11/2006 | a gleam in the gloom | ||
| "Life has enough torturers as it is, without you going around moonlighting as a Grand Inquisitor against yourself" | |||
| 6/11/2006 | if you're gonna quote yourself - f***ing get it right! | ||
| how will I know myself if need be |
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| 6/10/2006 | makes me wonder if I'm really as happy as I think I am | ||
| I will steal that line and give it back to you as mine |
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| 6/10/2006 | your eyes were green | ||
| theres nothing that can match your rainbow smile |
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| 6/10/2006 | my southbound mouth | ||
| you, my tongue-tied friend | |||
| 6/10/2006 | beyond the tilled plain, beyond the toy roofs | ||
| wooden conversation in concrete & glass surroundings | |||
| 6/8/2006 | th elesss aid them ore imp lied? | ||
| my body is poisoned by the presence of you |
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| 5/30/2006 | a four-page blog in invisible ink | ||
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| 5/29/2006 | you say poetato I say potryto | ||
| Naturally I was curious as to your comments about 'black and blue' demo, but you all know what I like now: undiluted praise. | |||
| 5/28/2006 | new song | ||
| Is it a demo, is it a track in the making, is it a finished masterpiece..? Who cares, it's music. | |||
| 5/27/2006 | this is not the title of this piece the line beneath is | ||
| these are the roadsigns leading bck to where we were |
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| 5/27/2006 | sharks | ||
| you never thought that keeping my limp body afloat would put you in harms way |
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| 5/23/2006 | undo undone | ||
| music is the reason we are all here, innit? | |||
| 5/22/2006 | man of the cloth | ||
| this world is ink and I'm a man of paper |
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| 5/15/2006 | all we are saying...is give codpiece a chance (finally something useful!) | ||
| Please be advised that I did in fact not compose this literary masterpiece, but simply stole and copy/pasted it here - under the guise of everyone's write to borrow ideas from each other. | |||
| 5/8/2006 | the square root of I is I | ||
| everyone in the world is a friend you just don't want to know |
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| 5/7/2006 | thoughts for food - will eat | ||
| Limitations are road-signs...not the velvet rope of some VIP-section in your mind where you cannot go. And anyway, they are never in the same place when you come back to them again. | |||
| 5/7/2006 | a dot of blackness in the blue of your bliss (...song in progress) | ||
| always forever but never like this there's a dot of blackness in the blue of your bliss |
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| 4/26/2006 | making friends was never easier | ||
| I now officially have more than 300 friends in here - and here was me downsizing the department; not returning calls, generally being rude or unresponsive, making inappropriate and/or unintelligible comments to everyone - and it was working too! | |||
| 4/25/2006 | blog and blurb = bog and burp...(a book rec. of sorts) | ||
| I have been known to stick my neck out once or twice, and I won't be surprised if I do it again, but these periods are invariably followed by the slowburning acid of self-scrutiny and maudlin moments of doubt...why are the stairs up from the basement getting longer each time? | |||
| 4/20/2006 | transitoria | ||
| don’t make it less than what it was by pretending it was more than what it seemed |
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| 4/20/2006 | flatulatoria (the slightly less self-important version) | ||
| we struggle to sit upright for the obvious reason; we're too full of beans |
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| 4/7/2006 | Past Perfect Future Tense | ||
| Some points are strengthened by being made over and over. I don't know if any of it is important, and I don't care if it is any good, but at least it's not trying to hide anything - it's not trying to score points. I'm proud of that much. | |||
| 4/7/2006 | magne f in quotes | ||
| "Sometimes something comes along that just leads you somewhere you did not expect to go and you have very little or no control over it - disasters come wrapped up as gifts, and gifts come disguised as disasters." |
a-ha.com web diaries
These web diaries were written by Magne during a-ha's winter 2000/2001 tour and are ancient history, but they are fun to revisit from time to time.