October 25, 2011
Tunes For Guys: Foster The People CD Review (Dutch)
Ik weet dat deze blog mijn virtuele koninkrijk is en ik als alleenheersend despoot beslis wat er 'cjut'* is en wat niet. Maar soms kan het geen kwaad om iemand anders aan het woord te laten als het over iets gaat waar je zelf niet zo goed over kan schrijven, maar wel hard mee bezig bent. Trouwe lezer(s) zullen opmerken dat ik bijna altijd een YouTube video plak na een post en dat is omdat ik 24/7 muziek in mijn oren giet. En de Amerikanen van Foster The People zijn al eventjes aan bod gekomen hier. Daarom dat ik maar al te graag hun debuutalbum liet reviewen door drie zeer getalenteerde muziekfreaks en dear friends of mine. Pauline, Ben en Janne: take it away!
October 10, 2011
Who Won The Sneakers?
Check out the answer to the Feiyue contest in the complete film clip:
The cheerleader kicked his ass! And got her sneakers back! And the band I was referring to, was of course Foster The People. So who gets to rock these awesome kicks this autumn? Thanks to all of you for participating, but the one who got everything right was... Jonas Deweer!
Congrats, Jonas, these shoes are coming your way!
The cheerleader kicked his ass! And got her sneakers back! And the band I was referring to, was of course Foster The People. So who gets to rock these awesome kicks this autumn? Thanks to all of you for participating, but the one who got everything right was... Jonas Deweer!
Congrats, Jonas, these shoes are coming your way!
October 01, 2011
Keep calm and stroke the furry jumper.
In true Western European fashion, I am none too pleased about anything! After a two-month lightning storm we called 'summer', I escaped to the Spanish coast to stock my deprived body up on Vitamin D. Upon my return, I strangely looked forward to some cold rain and general dismalness so the point of my holiday would be crystal clear. Oh, quelle mistake: the sun has never shone brighter and this autumn I'll probably be wearing hotpants and a crop top to go leaf-raking.
Clearly I am losing it again (oh, the hardships of the First World), so I find looking at the fuzziest, mohairiest sweaters to be deeply soothing and therapeutic. I guarantee you total strangers will come feel you up in un, deux, trois with one of these puppies on. They're not just jumpers, they're humpers!
Clearly I am losing it again (oh, the hardships of the First World), so I find looking at the fuzziest, mohairiest sweaters to be deeply soothing and therapeutic. I guarantee you total strangers will come feel you up in un, deux, trois with one of these puppies on. They're not just jumpers, they're humpers!
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