Hey, ma and pa

Not the kind of symbolism I’d connect to my parents… Another one of those things I’d never believe if somebody had told me. A couple of Slovenian singers has done their takes on parents. Jani Kovačič sings “a fridge is my mother, my father is a TV set”. Pero Lovšin had his version: “My mother…

In the groove

Five happy hours in a day: swim, dinner, drink, music, dangling feet in water. Friday was the day, Bled was the lake, Vieux Farka Touré was the musician. From Mali to Slovenia. The important thing is to move. He is the son of a late legend, his guitar-playing is hereditary. Doesn’t “Vieux” mean old? He…

Don’t be afraid to ripple

This is a post with three examples of how blogging ripples and some actual watery ripples from Slovenia. 1. First, the long-awaited moment when my name appears on the same page as Charles Bukowski’s. I have his badge on my mantelpiece after all (the one that Bestia once found). He is my spirit animal. I’m…

Happy birthday, oči B.!

Today celebrates my father. For now we are in different countries but there will be a reunion soon. As I was gathering your photos from the past year, I realised that they were too many to be posted here, even for my exaggerated standards. We had so many lovely together times last year, both in…

Cincincincilla, mom!

A year has passed since your big party, which is still the talk of the town, and now you’re deep into the 80’s, as your friend friendlily noted. Not an easy thing to believe, right? No wonder the waiter at your party last year thought we were all joking. Just look at you! Below are…

Happy Space Bunny day!

Today celebrates my friend who, as we learned last year, I call Space Bunny. After you saw last year’s post and this photo, you complained that “Bacila je svemir zeku” does not mean only “She threw the Space Bunny” but can also be translated as “She threw the space to the bunny.” 😀 This is you the first…

Boom sha lock lock

As I was taking these photos last week, I knew exactly when I shall post them. And the day is today, St. Patrick’s! I’ve never been to Ireland, don’t know any Irish person personally, and yet Slovenians have always been linked to the Irish in certain ways. All those potatoes, alcohol and masochism… Jump up and get…

Found poetry

I’m going to quote as if randomly from my study book on English and American poetry, heavily underlined in rainbow colours, and mix this with my favourite Doors lines, without making clear who said what. Why? Because my feet are cold. Because I love the fact that I took this book with me to my new…

PJ in Ljubljana by night

Yesterday’s concert of Perpetuum Jazzile in the centre of Ljubljana was a real treat. We all know by now that Pearl Jam is my favourite band, and it’s only logical that I’ll love every next PJ that comes around, such as PJ Harvey. Or Perpetuum Jazzile, Slovenian vocal orchestra, which has evolved to great heights…

Monday Piran Windows

Have a bunch of Piran windows from the last few days for the first Monday of this year. And a song. I managed to gather a few of my favourite window photos for today’s challenge, no matter how I don’t even have time to go through this week’s Thursday Doors. Just too busy. Tonight Perpetuum Jazzile concert…

Take it away, girl

A post in which I bow down low to the amazing, unrepeatable energy of Ms. Joplin. When you realise everything had already happened before you were even born. Damn, I wish I would write like she sang. And in a way I do. Just on the inside. See what she did to this Tommy the Cat….

Heartbeat of another

My relationship with books has always been rich and intense, and now the question arises how to take it to the next level. A book is a heart that only beats in the chest of another. —Rebecca Solnit I was always reading extensively since early age. Books were my friends. My reading might have been interrupted when…

Waiting room

“Take Your Time”, sing Slovenian band Elvis Jackson, but this post is about the times I was waiting for the time to begin, as inspired by this post from A Faraway Home. First the song. The drummer is a bit removed but still cousin, which makes me very proud. In Slovenia, with its zero degrees of…

Who you are

Favourite lines from the favourite band. …trampled moss on your souls changes all you’re a part seen it all, not at all can’t defend fucked up man take me for a ride before we leave… circumstance, clapping hands driving winds, happenstance off the track, in the mud that’s the moss in the aforementioned verse… Pearl Jam,…

Almost forty is a new orange

Today celebrates my zen & funloving sister. I found a fitting card and thought of leaving it at that. Nah, cute but not true. First I’ve gathered together some of my favourite photos that you took while visiting me. I like your views, they are similar to mine but more stressless. Photo: KLU Featured photo: Vatican…

My Prague post

Recently Prague posts abound. Here is mine. Good memories from an unexpected concert trip four years ago. Indeed I’ve been seeing many Prague posts lately, but the incentive to make my own came from a FB comment under another ten best European cities list. Let’s see if I can remember them all: Paris, London, Rome, Firenze, Venezia,…