My cult status keeps me fucking your wife
For some reason autumn makes me incredibly happy. It’s all about drinking black coffee early in the morning, snuggling up in in bed reading books, walking around taking photos with my old camera (yes, I’m really taking photos!), the smell of rain, falling leaves, listening to weird psychedelic music and wearing scarves, boots and even more leather. For my last birthday Franzi made me this book called “Ines’ journal” with lots of sweet little tasks for sad or boring days and I’m still having so much fun with it. It helps me so much when I’m feeling a bit down. I’m trying to make her something of similar value for her birthday on the 30th but I got the slight feeling that I will fail miserably.
This week I finally went to a gig again in what feels like an eternity but probably only is a couple of weeks, maybe a month. 1990s played in a rather small club, more a pub really, in front of about thirty people. It’s a shame, they’re pretty good and a very lovely live band. I was told two of them used to play in a band with Alex Kapranos before Franz Ferdinand formed which is more of a random fact though as they don’t have a lot in common with Franz Ferdinand except for being from Glasgow. In case you haven’t heard of them, give them a listen!
“You’re Supposed To Be My Friend”
(This is a rather “old” one from the first record. They also have a new album out called “Kicks”. Some new songs: The Box, Tell Me When You’re Ready & Everybody Please Relax - one of my favourites live! )



