I am an absent-minded woman with far too many interests that involveslacking off. Why would I want to study for my exams when I can pick upthe guitar and pretend to be a troubador (or at least a slightly morecompetent singer/songwriter than I actually am), have long andcompletely mindless conversations with my friends using whicheverInstant Messenger-program is fashionable at the moment (I miss theICQ-days) or play World of Warcraft for a few hours?
I enjoy reading, films and some TV-shows too (rumour has it that I'mone of the most obsessive 'Gilmore Girls'-fans in the world... but I'mnot, I promise, some of the episodes I've only seen three times), butmy main interest is music.
Once upon a time I was a 5-yearold who loved Michael Jackson.
Thatgirl became a 10-yearold who bought herself The Beatles' 'Help!' on CDand found Elvis Presley's 'Moody Blue' in her mother'srecord-collection (I will admit that this phase was followed by a briefencounter with boy bands, but let's blame that on puberty kicking in).
After that I somehow turned into a 15-yearold chasing after BlindGuardian-bootlegs. While I was listening to them and variousHelloween-clones my brother got into Dream Theater and Symphony X andthus introduced me to Prog Metal. I would pass by his room while helistened to 'The Divine Wings of Tragedy' and tell him to "turn thatcrap off". After a couple of months I realised that I didn't hate it, Iactually liked it and I started listening to Symphony X myself. Iregistered at a message board devoted to the Sweden Rock Festival (andthe music represented there) when I was 17 and soon realised that thepeople who also liked Symphony X would talk about bands like Pain ofSalvation, The Flower Kings, Yes, Rush, Marillion, Kansas, Spock'sBeard, Opeth, Arena and Porcupine Tree. They spoke of progressive rock,or "prog", and then I got wind of a bunch of sub-genres of progressiverock and obscure Italian bands from the 70's and how there had beenmusicians experimenting with what rock music was "supposed to be" foras long as there had been rock. Basically, I found heaven on earth. (:-)
Now here we are. I'm 22 and I still learn new things about music andacquaint myself with new (and old) bands all the time.
April has, musically, been the best month of my life so far. Three of the five concerts I've seen have soared to my top three favourite concerts ever. Just writing that made me giggle like a little girl... I'm so happy right now!
BTW, does anyone know how you become a roadie? It seems like fun. (:-P
Not that I think anyone is still actually reading, but hey, thanks for dropping by anyways. (;-)
Oh, and the quote in my "headline" is from a Fruupp-song. I figured there was a pretty decent chance no one else is quoting them and someone really ought to.
