Pár fotek z parádního vejletu do Tirolska. Byl to epesní tejden, výborný výjezdy na kole, via ferraty, chození po hřebenech a nějaký ty večírky.
Celá galérie jest zde.
Well, you can run and hide as much as you want
You'll never outrun the thoughts in your head
You can abuse yourself as much as you want
But only hurt your friends instead
Take up a lost cause if you like the odds
When you know its too little or too late
You won't find a way to escape your fate
You'll just procrastinate
(chorus:)
You suffer from: Lack of inspiration; no motivation to plan ahead
No job, house, foreseeable future
Have you listened to a word I've said?
She said ya, ain't got no responsibility
The way you live scares the hell out of me
She said ya, ain't got no responsibility
I said, maybe your problems ain't so different from me
Ain't got no responsibility
The way you live scares the hell out of me
Ain't got no responsibility
I said, maybe your problems ain't so different from me
I said, maybe we're the both the same you see
Well you can fool yourself as much as you want
A false sense of security--
--wont hide the fact that you suffer the same anxieties Your actions are just distractions from the questions you don't ask So take stock of everything you got It won't make up for what you lack
(chorus x2)
Separated by one thing wrong, maybe we ain't that different at all
"I was born to live on credit
You know, my Visa's solid gold
Master Card is my religion
I've got a mortgage on my soul"
Nomeansno, Mondo Nihilismo 2000
"Kilgore Trout napsal knihu o stromě, na kterém rostly peníze. Místo listů měl dvacetidolarové bankovky. Jeho květy byly státní obligace. Jeho plody diamanty. Přitahoval k sobě lidské bytosti, které se kolem jeho kořenů navzájem zabíjely a tvořily znamenité hnojivo.
Tak to chodí."
Da! V pondělí večer budu k zastihnutí v distingovaném pražském klubu Buben, kde budu elegantně tančit do rytmu promyšlených skladeb ruského jazzového sextetu, jež vystupuje pod poetickým názvem Sibřskej Mlejnek Na Maso.