Thursday, January 31, 2008

Friday nights

When salsa bars go broke and one has to resort to cooking, life just becomes interesting!

Lykke Li - I’m Good, I’m Gone (videoclip)

*crowd becomes silent*

*crowd sheers*

(yeah, Swedish Konichiwa Bitch Robyn did some backing vocals)

Monday, January 28, 2008

Les Transardentes

Zaterdag 26 januari was het Les Transardentes in Luik, een festival à la I Love Techno en Radio SoulwaX-mas in Flanders Expo, maar dan lichtelijk beter en gezelliger (wegens geen koude & megagrote hangars). De avond werd wat mij betreft opgefleurd door onderstaande blondine. Haar job: filmen! De hamvraag (niet die van 1 miljoen, want zoveel geld heb ik niet) (ik heb ook geen ham ter beschikking, maar daar kan ik wel iets rapper aan geraken ): waar is het resultaat van al dat gefilm te vinden? (like ik ga ooit die haar contactgegevens te weten komen :d)

Pretty hot hu? Anyway, hieronder wat gejatte foto's (terug te vinden op de site van Les Transardentes). Om te beginnen: Partyharders vs Elektrash. Partyharders zijn goei maten van Busy P (head honcho van Ed Banger Records - Justice, Busy P, Uffie, ... en ook wel manager van Daft Punk), en ze hebben vorig jaar een Ed Banger label night georganiseerd in de Recyclart in Bruxelles. Best. Party. Ever. Note there's no fucking in the previous 3 sentences.

Hieronder een schoon foto'ken van heerschap Brodinski. Die dude is een Duracel-konijn als em aan't draaien is. Gepikt van Rommi en mezelf, ongetwijfeld! Aja, en ook van The Dirty Jos Soundsystem!!!!!! Die laatste(n) was/waren daar ook, maar ik heb die ni gezien. Ni da'k dat zo erg vind, maar bon: Brodinski rules wel ferm hard. En ziet zijne smile eens.
Hieronder wat Goose DJ's. Enfin, DJ's, die mannen "draaien" zonder koptelefoon. Sterk! Den Dirty Jos zal ongetwijfeld wel laten weten hoe die mannen dat voor mekaar krijgen. Of misschien ook niet. Was een goed setje, maar Brodinski was wel beter. Bonuspunten voor een old skool Belgisch dance-schijfke op te leggen naar het einde toe.
Geen fotokijn van de SebastiAn. Die mens is ne mofo kettingroker, ni te doen! Chance voor mij dat em op't podium stond, en ni neffe mij. Chance voor hem dat goei schijven oplegde! Al mag em ze toch wat beter proberen te mixen (maar dat zeggen ze tegen mij ook constant). Was nice!

Anyway, om af te sluiten dan ne picture van den Erol. Dieje rookt, in tegenstelling tot SebastiAn, niet als nen Turk, maar is er gewoon ene! Ene dat in Londen woont, of course thank you very much. Relaxed setje, af en toe nen banger. Ik was maar matig impressed.
Felix Da Housecat liet op zich wachten, dus mocht Erol 20 minuten langer draaien. Al maar goed dat em goei schijven oplegde.

Om 20 na 4 den deze dus richting vwatuur, gans Luik door naar boven op nen berg om dan den eindelijk op den E40 te geraken (ideaal om wat Need For Speed na te doen!). Op dieje E40 rakelings 3 konijnen gepasseerd. Platte konijnen! Allez, dat stuk konijn waarover nen auto was gereden was plat, de rest iets minder.

Dit gezegd zijnde: Les Transardentes was ferm in orde, en volgend jaar opnieuw!

Sunday, January 27, 2008

U.S. Airforce Aircraft Identification Chart


Dit weekend ben ik even langsgeweest bij Fred. En die had een webcam gekocht. En ik was het sujet van een "photoshoot" :-/. Hieronder het resultaat van wat edge detection en nog wat ander spul.


Thursday, January 24, 2008


There is some fluid in my left elbow. It's from an inflammation... This was somewhere last week. I put some ointment on it, but not long enough so it came back 2 days ago.

Bril Wars, Episode III

No pics with the glasses on my head. Sexyness is for real life :-p.

Een dagje congee

  1. Ochtendlijke geheimzinnigheid (check)
  2. Nieuwe bril kiezen en kopen (de vorige had succesvolle scheidingsdrang) (gekozen, straks kopen)
  3. Niks doen (check)
  4. Autosalon

Wednesday, January 23, 2008


Mijn bril is naar twee aparte stukken herleid :-(.

Monday, January 21, 2008

But THIS guy, he might be for real

But THIS guy, he might be for real

Lords of COBOL, 21 Jaar Geleden

21 years ago, the lords of COBOL forced a program to go abend like this:






The Wallace Collection - Daydream (Videoclip)

Met dank aan Eve.

Sunday, January 20, 2008


Lassie looked brilliant, in part because the farm family she lived with
was made up of idiots. Remember? One of them was always getting
pinned under the tractor, and Lassie was always rushing back to the
farmhouse to alert the other ones. She'd whimper and tug at their
sleeves, and they'd always waste precious minutes saying things: "Do
you think something's wrong? Do you think she wants us to follow her?
What is it, girl?", etc., as if this had never happened before, instead
of every week. What with all the time these people spent pinned under
the tractor, I don't see how they managed to grow any crops
whatsoever. They probably got by on federal crop supports, which
Lassie filed the applications for.
-- Dave Barry

Kolombo & Compuphonic

I found a mixtape from Kolombo & Compuphonic on La Decadanse (thanks Mary Ann!). Compuphonic has a residence in the Brussels club Dirty Dancing (known from its boss Cosy Mozzy). Anyway, here's the tracklist:

  1. Kolombo - Swing Low (Vice Versa)
  2. Martinez - Irrational Behaviour (Players Paradise)
  3. Kolombo & Compuphonic - Antimatter (Turbo)
  4. Dejonka - Headcruise ft. Piemont (Klang Gymnastik)
  5. Kolombo - Back Seat (Vice Versa)
  6. Compuphonic - Placid Corporation (Dirty Dancing)
  7. Kolombo & Compuphonic - Emotion (Turbo)
  8. Frankie - Hunt (Frankie)
  9. Danie & Ugo - Come in Romagna (Samme Platz)
  10. Jochen Trappe - Organic (Connaisseur)
  11. Riton - Thor (Souvenir)
  12. Kolombo & Compuphonic - Passing Lights (Turbo)

The mixtape should be played with iTunes (or MPlayer).

It Is Getting Hot In Here (Videoclip)

Under Pressure, Part 1

Before swimming: 13/8, 91
After swimming (1h): 11/7, 106

Spotting trains

Choose Life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television, choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance. Choose fixed interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisurewear and matching luggage. Choose a three-piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pissing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourselves. Choose your future. Choose life... But why would I want to do a thing like that? I chose not to choose life. I chose somethin' else. And the reasons? There are no reasons. Who needs reasons when you've got heroin?

Tuesday, January 15, 2008

Stel u eens voor

een bos in de mist
duizend jaar geleden
en ineens komen daar
in de nevel een paar
kleine mannetjes van
één meter twintig
hoog en veertig kilo


Sunday, January 13, 2008

Friday, January 11, 2008

What my first name means

You are the total package - suave, sexy, smart, and strong.
You have the whole world under your spell, and you can influence almost everyone you know.
You don't always resist your urges to crush the weak. Just remember, they don't have as much going for them as you do.

You are a seeker. You often find yourself restless - and you have a lot of questions about life.
You tend to travel often, to fairly random locations. You're most comfortable when you're far away from home.
You are quite passionate and easily tempted. Your impulses sometimes get you into trouble.

You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone.
You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together.
At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together.

You are very hyper. You never slow down, even when it's killing you.
You're the type of person who can be a workaholic during the day... and still have the energy to party all night.
Your energy is definitely a magnet for those around you. People are addicted to your vibe.

You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.
You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.
You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.

What's Your Name's Hidden Meaning?

Zondagochtend, 8u59, 1990

Met dank aan Dit Is Geen Blog.

Simian Mobile Disco - Hustler (Videoclip)

Know thyself

Yeah, Facebook is great. Due to some (like a really-small-number-some) apps gathering a whole community, it is possible to get to know whisdom of the masses. At your right, you can see how my Facebook friends see me. I think the description is quite good, even though some more people may give their opinion so a better description is achieved *hint*.

Wednesday, January 9, 2008

Dirty Dancing

Sexy Times

In the beginning

there was Jack. And Jack had a groove. And from this groove came the groove of all grooves. And while one day viciously throwing down on his box Jack boldly declared "Let there be house!" And house music was born. I am the creator and this is my house and in my house there is only house music. But I am not so selfish because once you enter my house it then becomes our house and our house music and you see no one man owns house because house music is a universal language spoke and understood by all. You see, house is a feeling that no one can understand really unless you're deep into the vibe of house. House is an uncontrollable desire to jack your body and as I told you before this is our house and our house music. In every house you understand, there is a keeper and in this house the keeper is Jack. Now some of you may wonder, who is Jack and what is it that Jack does. Jack is the one that gives you the power to jack your body. Jack is the one who gives you the power to do the shake. Jack is the one who gives you the key to the wiggly worm. Jack is the one who learns you how to walk your body. Jack is the one who can bring nations and nations of all jackels together under one house. You may be black. Youmay be white. You may be Jew or Gentile. It don't make a difference in our house and this is FRESH.