So it’s been a couple of busy weeks here. With lots of new (secret!) projects starting, I’ve hardly had the time to sleep, let alone updating this lovely blog of mine. I haven’t even had the time to write this here:
RIP EVERTON.
Everton were a band that was somehow important for me. Sometimes you find yourself connecting a lot of memories to certain songs not really knowing why; sometimes, like love, a band sneakily makes its way into your heart. So it was for me. I can’t sing along to all of the Everton songs, and more often than not I didn’t drive the extra mile to go see them play. But they were one of the first bands my ex-boyfriend and I found out we had in common; and when their album Floorsleepers was released, I got 2 (TWO!) copies of it from aforementioned ex-boyfriend to accompany me on my 14-month-long journey through Norway. I spent nights and nights there murmuring along to MC1R. 10 months ago, I gathered courage after their show at Shelter (it sounds silly now) to go talk to the boy who’d later be known as my neighbour when we discovered we lived a stone’s throw from each other.
And now it’s over.
I’d like a minute of silence and bitten lips to reminisce on everything that Everton brought me in the last three years and say, it’s been good. As a door closes, another one opens; it feels like a break-up and I’ll handle it as such.
..I have the wonderfullest memory of the last show I saw. First time for me at the Centro Once, a weird little place in the eleventh district of Vienna. I was lighthearted and slightly excited, because I’d never, ever, ever, ever managed to see Rika live; for some reason I’d never had the time. And there they were, both Rika and Everton sharing the same stage (for the millionth time, I think). Natascha was lost in her world of music and nothing else. There were a few technical problems during Cardboard City but frankly, is that important? After their four songs, they handed the show over to Everton, who made me smile. Especially during the cover of Leap Year, one of my favorite Maria Taylor songs. And I noticed for the first time how tight and concentrated their drummer was. And I forgot to realise or acknowledge that night how young they are, how much they’ve still got ahead of them. This is only the beginning. Thank you, Everton.
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9 months ago
holy shit, just got around to reading it. stop making me blush goddammit!