Photos from my friend Kim Engelen’s brave guerrilla performance This should have been a group exhibition the day before yesterday (17 June 2015). This was the first experiment in her series Communistic Curating. Or as I called it afterwards: Communistic Comedy. Because the text is actually quite fun – available in print or as a free download here.
First time I visit the art school in Weißensee. It was the opening of Xiaopeng Zhou’s Mit dem Stein arbeiten, a very beautiful exhibition. I found myself taken in by the whole atmosphere of the art school, so we stayed on its campus for a couple of hours and drank beer from Lidl in the warm pre-summer night.
Jag har nominerat Jens Mikkelsen, Federico Moreno och Hussein El-Alawi på Sydsvenskan till Stora Journalistpriset i kategorin Årets Berättare, med följande snabbt hopknåpade motivering:
Nyheten om vakten som dunkade en nioårings huvud i golvet på Malmö central var en given klickfest – videon fick snabbt tre miljoner visningar. Men Sydsvenskan grävde djupare. De sökte upp Sami, historiens huvudperson, och hittade en värld av marockanska pojkar som reser runt i Europa och lever på gatan. Hela Sverige greps av Samis öde. Vi lyssnade när Sydsvenskan berättade. Men historien gav också upphov till näthat. Historien speglar Sverige av i dag.
De två längre reportagen kan läsas här:
Uppdatering 26 oktober 2015: Minsann, de kom med, i kategorin “årets avslöjande”:
It’s the end of a year and I’ve summed up my reading. Since I forgot about doing this last year, the books I read 2012 are also added to the list. I publish it in full here including books from 2002 through 2013. (For once, the old GIF file format was the best choice!) Click to enlarge.
It’s quite evident how my reading has declined since 2011. That’s because of my Japanese studies. In 2014 I hope to find a better balance between these two interests, but it was necessary to study intensively for the first three years.
Happy New Year, everyone!
One of the things I love with Eurovision Song Contest is to guess from which famous songs the composers have, um, got their inspiration. I’m quite good at it. I mean, who of you could hear Gloria Gaynor’s I will survive in a few seconds of Alexander Rybak’s Fairytale? Or the build-up from It’s Raining Men in Charlotte Perelli/Fredrik Kempe’s Hero. Abba’s series of double piano plunks from Waterloo (right after “And I have met my destiny in quite a similar way”) are almost always present in some of the Eurovision songs, either as a tribute to the old masters, or in a vain hope of adding some winning magic to the song by using the plunks as a charm. For Malena Ernman’s La Voix, Fredrik Kempe tried to tweak Puccini’s Nessun Dorma just enough not to be disqualified (which turned out to be too much). And Blond’s Bara hon älskar mig is the same song as Carola’s Mitt i ett äventyr (and written by the same person), the latter is only much better (and also much better than her winning song Fångad av en stormvind from the following year, but she wasn’t allowed to win with the first song because of her involvement in a religious sect scandal).
Yeah, you see what I like with Eurovision. I could go on…
This year’s Swedish finals, called Melodifestivalen, are broadcast tonight. I’ve only seen one of the qualification heats, so it will be fun to watch it and have my “quiz show of musical influences” without having heard most of the songs before. But out of the ones I’ve heard, this one comes closest to risking being disqualified for stealing more or less a whole chorus from a famous song. Just watch the videos and you’ll get my point.
Yohio: Heartbreak Hotel (2013):
Andreas Johnson: Glorious (1999):
I hope Yohio will win tonight! After all, Glorious is a great song, and, music aside, Yohio puts on a great show. 頑張ってね！
PS: Speaking of show, did you hear the Queen references too?
The new single by House of Wallenberg was released today, just an hour ago!
I am especially proud since I’ve been part of creating the fantastic music video. Petter, me and our friend Mikayo spent some fierce nights in Shinjuku Nichome, Tokyo that is, and managed to get otherwise shy Japanese dance on the streets. As you can see, it was great fun! (And no, I’m not in the video myself, so you can stop searching every frame for me. I am behind the camera.)
Spread the video wherever you can think of – and have a great weekend!
I’ve had a hate-love relationship to Monocle ever since it started. I mean, can you believe it: I even subscribed for a year! But recently I’ve grown ever more anti-Monocle, it’s almost like an allergy spreading. I still browse it every now and then since it always contains something of Japanese interest, but it’s always with a growing sense of nausea. Still it has been hard for me to put the finger on exactly what it is with Monocle that makes me puke.
Until today, when I browsed an old issue while taking a shit and found this article about a bunch of laidback 30-something “skaters” who started a really hip “fanzine” in Norway “with a focus on skating, plus features on art and culture”, with “state-of-art design” and a well thought through web vs print strategy. Can you too hear the sound of Tyler Brûlé getting off? Seriously, I hate every single word of this article!
In fact, I hate this article so much that it’s an almost cathartic feeling of having understood something bigger, having grown. Without going into details, it’s like all pieces came together when I found it. I feel enlivened.
My friend Petter just released the third issue of his collage-style free (but numbered and hard to find) magazine Mums!, with the subtitle the illegal issue. Yes, the issue covers crimes in all their forms; the main job is five artists’ interpretations of the murder of Swedish PM Olof Palme in 1986. As expected, this created quite the media storm:
The rest of the magazine is an orgy of crime-related articles, written by some of Sweden’s most renowned writers, and presented in the most tasteless graphic design on this side of Hello! Magazine:
I was happy to contribute with an interview with Tsukumo Gou, the manga artist whose drawings were illegal in Sweden until the famous Supreme Court ruling of June 2012. (Read the interview in Swedish here.)
Some more shots from Mums! #3:
Finally visited the Larry Clark exhibition at C/O Berlin. Not that impressed.