This early I was working again on the first CD-R of NIGHTGAUNTS. I allready told you about that music. I had lot of ideas lately and was up very early, I think at 5am or so. While drinking coffee and working on something called BURIED ALIVE, I figured out, that this song will need a bit more time to envolve. I have lots of ideas, but first time in my life I really have a chance to work on harmonies and arrangments. Not that I couldn’t have it done before, but meanwhile I understand what I am doing. Great feeling, though.

While figuring this out, it came to my mind that my studies on the norwegian and the french language are delayed again. I am realist and more time for my song means less time for studies. A glance on my clock told me, that it is time to leave to the real world soon. Real world, this means no time for dreams and music. Suddenly I was aware how much hectic I will get the next hours and that I have no chance to do any music stuff after work. I am off till I drop to bed, half dead (50% dead is ok, that’s normal. I mean 75% dead in fact).
I also remembered that I have to practice my newly bought instruments, not only to compose. And at least I want to write on my short story again and so on and so on.

But there is no time left.

I don’t have a chance to do all the things I want to. I cannot do the half of it. I can just do one piece out of ten. And even for that one, I have not the time. It’s really annoying, but I guess, the rest of the world feels the same about it.

Art is dying. This is cause the world is moving forward to fast.

Lately I bought a very cool vinyl: NAVE – II. I own it for several days now, but I could only listen with one ear to it, while cooking some of the freshly buried humans of my tomb. I am filled up with e-mails, calls, conferences and of course the rest of my work. I cannot efford to listen 45 minutes (!!) to an album these days. I have CD to which I can listen to in my car. Fits perfectly, right? I nearly cannot speak with other guys about music. I guess this is the reason to write to this blog or to www.ghul.org. The other hectic guys of you can then read about it when you have a timeframe for relaxing.

Really, am I a machine? Every minute (except the two hours each morning) is filled up with boring, annonying, depressing or destroying stuff. I have no time anymore to enjoy Lisa Gerrads wonderful soprano in the evening, while drinking wine and staring at the stars. There is nothing left for a deep breath, while wandering through snowcovered pines.

We are such poor humans. We have left the natural path. Soon one can compare us better with machines than with other living creatures. Enjoying and creating Art is one of the keys which makes us to spiritual beeings.

It’s a war against a new fast life. I try now to slow down career, work or whatever. There are more important things in life. Music. Watching horses when they are playing at the snow fields. Listening to extraordinary poems.

I didn’t ever think, that staying at the beautiful side of life is hardest of all. Let me invite you to come with me to the path of arts again. If you aren’t allready there waiting for an old fellow like me, we will enjoy some good discussions on our way.

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