lundi 8 Sep 2008, 16h35m

…but feels like home.

So after the umpteenth social network site I was really really fed up until I started procrastinating around 2 in the office today…and this is different. This is music.

I've been a real geek for music for awhile now, going to gigs is a passion I cannot control. I cannot remember when I was hooked on nor by whom. Maybe it all started, all those years ago, with my tape purchase of "Leisure". Yes, I belong to the generation that grew up with vinyl and for whom a walkmen was feed with tapes not mp3 or wmv data.
Maybe it was later, maybe the rush of my boygroup years boiled my blood. Standing amongst thousands, feeling, acting, screaming as one entity is what still pulls me annually to go to festivals where I'll complain about the camping, the youngsters, the dirt but nevertheless annually end up.
Maybe I'll find out and let you know.