September 4

Turns out that CocoRosie show was one big French-American indie rip off. Vibe and I walked away after the fourth song because it was way too evident for us (but not for the rest of the people, apparently) that one of the girls was lip-synching. There was no tension in her throat when singing, she barely opened her mouth, she was moving off the mic very often and yet the most amazing, crystal-clear, powerful voice came out through the speakers. I’m not an expert in musical performance and singing techniques but I’m pretty sure she was lip-synching. And you know what? It hurt my feelings. And my pocket. I had never paid to see a musician pretend to be a musician and in all honesty, I didn’t like the experience at all. I felt betrayed and annoyed and wanted to yell out loud something really offensive at them but in the end I remained a gentleman and suggested we just leave and grab a drink in the nearest bar.

We finished the evening at Bang and Jensen, drinking beers and red wine, wondering how no one else seemed to have noticed the hoax; we saw some people leaving the venue when we walked away but we still were in desperate need of validation so I texted a friend who was also at the show, hoping that he could confirm what we strongly believed was an obvious lipsync. He didn’t help us much.

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Well, fuck it. CocoRosie, you might have fooled 500 people but not us! No matter what everyone says, you were clearly tricking us with some dodgy playback. Period.

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Today I went for a third interview at an agency that seems to be quite interested in hiring me, hopefully I will hear from them soon. Spent the afternoon walking around with Diana, a really nice girl from Slovakia who’s in town for a couple of days. We went for a walk around the city centre, then stopped for food, we tried a horrible Thai beer, had a look at the LEGO store in Strøget and then came back home.

We’re still deciding if we go out for beers or stay in watching short films. I vote for the latter…

UPDATE: We went for a beer. Ten percent alcohol beers. In the rain. With some random Londoner/Turkish guys we met at the bar.

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We’re back home now, slightly drunk. Diana is having a shower, I’m listening to Elvis.

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