The Tiger Lillies
Alpine Those Myriads!
Ghost Mice
Spoonboy
Defiance,Ohio
Alkaline Trio
Warsawpack
Sole
Lycka Till
Neutral Milk Hotel
Credit crunch/financial crisis
Violent videogames
Searching for the Wrong-Eyed Jesus
Gambling in Reno
Hypocrisy
Cold Norwegian culture
Informazioni su Two Fighters against a Star Destroyer
You and me both know it. Generic pop music has no value beyond cheap entertainment.
So what is our reaction to all the crap they send us through the radio? Apathy? Indifference? When 50 cent compares his penis with a lollypop and Kelis compares her breasts with a milkshake can we actually stoop any lower? Well the Pussycat Dolls sure try. I guess I can only laugh and shake my head at humanity and what we are fed.
Then I got an idea: Maybe I could try to beat them at their own game? Write acoustic pop numbers with misanthropic messages. Misanthropop if you will.
Now don't get me wrong with that expression, I love tons of individual people, it is just the human race I detest. Tom Waits said: If there is one thing you can say about Mankind, there's nothing kind about man.There is just so much juicy horrible shit going on that I shouldn't have a problem finding inspiration. There has to be rules though:
1) No meaningless dull indie-rock metaphors that you have to hack at with a shovel to get to the bottom of. Simple, straight-forward,sarcastic (and hopefully) clever lyrics
2) No fancy production or studio cheating. My voice is the way it is, not very clean, not very clear, but it is the one I will use
3) If it is just me and my guitar (and a friendly poet or two) I can play anywhere at anytime with hardly any expense at all.
Now I am finally on my way and the plan is simple: Play as many gigs as I can, recruit clever people to read text parts during my set, talk about the songs, discuss politics and hopefully change some minds. If just a SINGLE person walks away and reconsiders a part of the consumer pop-life he or she is living I will be pleased. If they go home to make music themselves that is even better.
The plan is to go punk rock aesthetic: Do it Yourself. As an educated middle class person coming from a rich country I honestly don't need to collect money off my efforts. Travel expense would be nice to get some help with, but cds will be sold at no or minimal profit, shows will be cheap or free and any unforeseen extra money will be given to a good, political cause or a band who needs it more. If you like my music, copy it, burn it, download it, share it on the Internet. All of the above would make me extremely happy. Piracy kills BAD music aka pop music, underground passion will outlive the business by a million years.
What's in the name? Well its me and my guitar fighting the system and it's one of the most overlooked one-liners in the Empire Strikes Back. Double meaning, hooray! Cheers and let's hope that George Lucas does not sue me. I'd better not get famous!
If you want me to play anywhere I would love to. I am cheap and not very demanding.
Contact is easiest through:
eirikarlov@gmail.com
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Nå har jeg lagt ut turnedagboken fra USA. Håper du tar deg tid til å lese. Ligger mey gøy mellom linjene der for sånne raringer som deg ;-)
"Do you even need the money?
She was a homeless streetpunk and I felt guilty as a fuck. During our 3 nights and days in New Orleans we've met our fair share of beggars, musicians, homeless people and drunks - or a combination of all of the above. I felt pretty rotten as I was standig there in my newly bought K-Mart military-shorts, white socks and with a good voice and a good guitar. I gave her a businesscard since I didnt have any free CDs like she asked for and I thought, after she'd gone, that it's not really my fault that her life's turned out the way it has. Am I supposed to feel guilty coz of that? One of the many things Pauls talked about hit me. Later she came over with a cup of beer (after someone else gave me a pair of Converse shoes without laces) and for a moment I felt a part of the streetpeople in New Orleans. Outside the cesspool, also known as Bourbon Street. But I am not one of them. And I do not WANT to be one of them. I will never be and I dont want to either. "
Ellers holder jeg på å spille inn demo (forsøk nr.2) så kommer snart mer fra denne kanten.
