Every first Monday of the month, exactly at noon, they test the air defense sirens in the Netherlands. This sound of alarm has become part of our life, something that you hardly notice anymore. The past years have not been easy. Both this virus ridden 18 months and the time before, I have collected a… Continue reading Dancing to Sirens
My first creative memories about pop music, as early as from the age of, probably 6-7, are words coming into my mind, unasked for, unprovoked. Words forming into sentences and coupling in rhymes. The rhythm of the language has always mesmerized me, it has given me satisfaction, it has given me inner peace.
Listen to music while reading. So I am back, it’s been a long one. The last time I saw you was in 2015 in New York City. After that concert, I thought I would never want to sing again, and it felt really good to put it to rest. Why I stopped, I cannot really… Continue reading Good morning, nothingness!