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Seville

Before the old year expires and 2008 comes jogging along, the pictures from last week in Seville have been upped to the aptly titled photo section on the left hand side!

20001

Looks like this blog has finally passed the 20.000 visitors mark this morning!

The unknown reader 20.001 was connected by Qwest Communications from the USA, located in a town called Spokane, which is 7,872 kilometres away from here. He or she came to visit because of this photo and left soon after. Which is a pity, because there was a secret price waiting here at our tvc15  HQ!

So thank you all for reading around, more pictures from Seville should be online shortly. This could even mean you don´t have to wait for the next year...

Reach

Taken in Seville (you guessed it!) last Sunday.

Before We Leave

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"Seville is a pleasant city, famous for oranges and women."
Lord Byron (1788 - 1824)

                                    

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There's Only One Way

Moving down the water
John is drifting out of sight,
Its only at the turning point
That you find out how you fight.

In the cold, feel the cold
all around
And the rush of crashing water
Surrounds me with its sound.

Striking out to reach you
I can't get through to the other side,
When you're racing in the rapids
There's only one way, thats to ride.

Where Is Mr. Jones?

A heavily treated picture of the Batu Caves near Kuala Lumpur, taken this summer.

Don´t Try This Kids

Drinking four rounds of Bushmills malt whiskey is no good after a couple of pints of Newcastle Brown Ale. Three people in the town of Cologne have sustained a severe hangover because of those devilish liquids and their "smashing" combination. I´ve got idea why this is legal while designer drugs are listed. So kids, don´t go into the nearest Irish Pub to try this combo, you might not like Sunday if you do!

Break In The Clouds

After the storm
Had passed
I wondered how long
The break in the clouds would last

I saw something in your eyes
I'm sure
(Oh baby) I saw it
Something in your eyes
I wanted it for myself

On A Ladder

Two workers in a subway station, taken last week.

Counting Out Time

Once Led Zeppelin have managed to spend an evening on stage together (I didn´t "win" any ticket, just in case you wonder...), a couple questions arise:

1. When will a CD and DVD of the concert surface?

2. Was this really a one-off?

3. How many fans would "apply" for world tour tickets?

Save A Place On The Dancefloor

Shortly after hearing about the death of elec- tronic music pioneer Stockhausen an unlike- ly contemporary has left the planet as well.

Mel Cheren, "The Godfather of Disco" and founder of the seminal West End Records label left for the great club in the sky on December 7th.

He was involved in coming up with the first 12 inch record, the worlds premiere record pool and the signature club Paradise Garage. He was a close friend of it´s iconic DJ, Larry Levan. For more than twenty years Cheren supported AIDS fund raising on a large scale.

All of this and his excellent biography "My Life and the Paradise Garage"  will survive, though in the end the disease got him.

Keep on dancing, Mel!

Crashing By Design

The most interesting think tank of modern design I saw recently is the Mongoose Studio from Japan. Their Bright Blind is a stunning idea, especially when one does live in a Tokyo skyscraper with non-daylight rooms. If only I could read Japanese, most of the site is not available in English.

Karlheinz Stockhausen

jubelt

jubelt den Herrn   

Preiset den Herrn

ihr Werke alle des Herrn

lobt ihn - lobet ihn

über alles hin in Ewigkeit

jubelt

jubelt den Herrn   

No Fun

Part of an unused amusement park, taken in Bremen this Wednesday.

Erm

I must confess I did not win the lottery jackpot mentioned here. No one did actually, that´s why there was one of 43.000.000 due today. People were queueing up for playing one more time and as it looks now, someone got it. Hearing the magic numbers a minute ago I did not recognise my ones... But didn´t I tick the box for next Saturday too?

Boogie Down

There is nothing worse than going to the dentist and hearing Al Jarreau music all the way thru a lengthy session. As I had to stay there for more than 90 minutes this morning, the torture was on for quite a while. All those "interesting" jazzy voicings, the multiple Scat attacks, his happy go lucky crooning - I now do remember why I have been allergic to him all my life. Only the noise from the drill did present some relief...

Entrance Hall

The entrance hall of a house next doors to ours, shot last night.