Wolf Cub
No need for words …
No need for words …
What The Beatles are to my mom, The Stones to my dad, Depeche Mode to my brother, The Cure to my sister, Refused are to me. The most pivotal band of my teens, musically and ideologically. The band that showed me that anyone can start a band, make a fanzine, book your own tours, run your own record label or your own venue, influence people everywhere with your politics, your lifestyle and your friggin fashion sense.
I grew up during – what I believe to be one of the most interesting musical eras of all time – during the mid- to late 90s, when hardcore, punk and straight edge culture was huge in little old Sweden. A country with a mere 8 million inhabitants, was the stronghold for one of the worlds biggest and most talked about HC/sXe scenes. And Refused was the most influential band we had. The beacon so many of us turned to for inspiration and advise. It was beautiful.
So it is with great joy that I – this morning on the subway on my way to work – learn about their two reunion shows planned for this summer. Especially cos I never got to see them on their Shape of Punk-tour.
It means the world to me. And many of my kind. Thank you!
I’m late to the game perhaps … but these days I’m 100% Spotify-bound, so if your album ain’t there, I ain’t be listening to it. Then again, if your album is there, I’m listening to it, and paying to listen to it, but none of the money will likely reach your shores. But anyway … got around these tunes today … Modeselektor being a favorite, and Moderat of course. These two stood out … will be on repeat for the rest of today.
Happy New Year to the all of yous … and a god fortsättning … 2011 was pretty great in a lot of ways.
2012 will be better. Fo sho. I will make a new album. Maybe two. Tiger Lou will surface somewhere. Araki too. The new untitled project. Some collaborations. Perhaps a kid? Bike and Muay Thai-galore. I’m starting to feel my roots set in the soil that is my life. A new sensation to say the least. Cheers!
Wait for 01:33 to hit … after that all else floats right away. Out the window. Down the stairs. Through doors and hearts everywhere. Been hitting this for two weeks now. Will be for two more. X-mas tune of 2011.