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One love. One heart. One song. And it all went down at Kat’s Konnection at 12:30 PM. Man. This was such a splendid day.

Thank you all so much.


Rise and shine 6:30 AM local time. Shower. Walking the dogs. Coffee (hawt and strong). Do a 30 minutes gig at Freestar Bay at 8:30 AM. Shower again. More coffee.

The crowd cheered for more. That’s always a good feeling.

Give thanks.

An empty city in the dark. In the asylum for the criminally insane, all cell doors are open – but there’s no patient in sight. What is that muttering we hear in those dark corners? Better try and get to the Phantom Theater as fast as we can. Inside is always safer than outdoors and there’s bound to be some people there. We could use the company. Those distant cries of anguish, floating on the wind, sure can make an avatar somewhat jittery.

Today, at 3 PM SLT, the Born Again Pagans will be on stage at the Phantom Theater. That’s at midnight in our local European time.

We’ve arranged for a comfortable taxi to get you there.


As the whole world knows by now (and if by any chance you haven’t found out yet, do check this page), joining The Born Again Pagans is as easy as taking a nap in the shade of a tree along the riverside, on a sweet summer afternoon.

But as of today, it even gets better. For now you can get your own original Born Again Pagan T-shirt in our online store as well. Mind you, it’s a real T-shirt and not a pixelated one so you could even wear it to work if you’d like to. And wouldn’t it be a wonderful birthday gift for your friends?

We’ve added the ‘free guys mess up the music business’ yadda yadda to our personal shitlist, right next to the ‘wicked greedy venue owners’ dribble and the ‘hey, I invested heavily in my instruments and other gear so I could come and save the world for you with my music’ mindfuck.

After that, we sat on the balcomy of the Coolsounds & Magick Studios for a while, sipping tea and quietly strumming one of the Stringed Ladies.

So they’re all drooling about a fistfull of dollars. More power to them, is what I say. First give the people whom I thought had a heart and soul the power, then take good care of the rest. I’ll take my loss. Here’s the Born Again Pagans point of view. And mind you: we haven’t got a clue.

But still.

If you wanna do product placement and branding and make shitloads of money and stuff, get into laundry detergents or something.

Just tell ’em they never had any clean underwear on their sorry asses before you came up with your killer app laundry detergent. They’ll believe you and buy your stuff.

Get rich quick. It’s easy.

So yeah. There’s people who offer Madame and me money to come and jam at their place. And there’s others that just ask us to come over. The other day, we had a giant guitar for a stage. Now that was a sight for sore eyes, lemme tell ya. We had particles flying around in a living room and everything.

Just wanted to share with y’all: last week was quite good. I mean, like, what the fuck do I know? Guess that means I ain’t no professional.

I couldn’t care less, but we can still be friends.

*Chirpy Chirpy Cheep Cheep*

  • Wat een prachtig instrument, zo'n carillon. En zeker dat van 030. 5 years ago