Alright, let’s do this one here. Even though I should spend the day packing books into boxes I decided to write after all. This year is closing soon, and I just do not feel fine, so I do what I do best, which is writing stuff. The only good point right now is that new Blash songs are on their way as my mood darkens each day and I feel the loss rapping each and every tiny cell of my body. And just because I know you (you know who you are) will read this, I decided to open up the gates and let our humble audience see some work in progress. It’s been a long time since the last time I wrote a new song, and it seems like the darker the days the better the creative process…So let’s go!
“If love’s a word, that you say, then say it, I will listen” (Angels&Airwaves)
DAY 1
Well, the first thing that comes to my mind, each morning, each evening, all day, is that I entered a new phase in my life, and I am alone, for the first time in I don’t know how many years, and I realize that you’re not gone to have a smoke or to go to work but that you are gone. Gone. And still I don’t understand what happened, where the trip took the wrong turn that led to complete desaster. Maybe I’m just dumb, but I just don’t get it. And that is why two songs are in the making, one called “No I Can’t”, the other “Not fine” or “Tired” or something else. Probably both song will turn out a pretty angry and raw bark at the world and the ways you life can be blown to pieces in an instant. Which leaves you standing there, wondering why, whay, who, where…
As you recover from the blow you know things are different now, and will never be the same; you feel a tiredness creeping through your bones, and you spend hours listening to the same song over and over again, knowing that you could never write such a wonderful song, but still you try though you don’t feel better doing it. Anyway, sooner or later you get up and try to do what’s to be done, and it takes hours to get going. That’s exactly what “Tired” and “No I Can’t” are all about, the moments you realize you can do nothing at all but suffer the consequences of actions that are unfortunately out of your hands.
“We rarely see warning signs in the air we breathe. Right now I feel each and every fragment.” (Maximo Park)
DAY 2
Today there’s no songwriting (yet) as I’m packing up stuff in order to move my belongings to a new home tomorrow… but still my thoughts are circling around what happened to my life this year, and I still can almost feel the lyrics dripping out of every pore. In the beginning I thought at least one of the songs would be a slow one soaked in melancholy, but as it turns out so far, both will be fast and punkrockish, in your face kind of songs. Nor a bad development because the band and I myself are best with the faster tracks 
Maybe I will have some more time in the evening that I can spend writing. If not, see you on Monday (latest)!
“Here we go, life’s waiting to begin” (Angels&Airwaves)
DAY 4
Still no Internet availiable 
Not only does moving suck but even more sitting in a new room without WWW-access due to I-d’t-get-it-what’s-wrong-with-it
Damn! So, siting in a Internetcafé ain’t my idea of a fun blog writing time….and as I’m about to leave this crappy year as far behind as possible, there will be no further updates the next days. It was an experiment…and it didn’t work really well. Enjoy yourselves, have a good new year’s party, and see you in a fresh 2009!
“Party hard!” (Andrew W. K.)