Dear diary!

27/3-'93

Dear diary!
    I came home today, after being out of town for a few days. Thursday morning I went by (3) trains from Odense to Hamburg, and Obi joined me in Fredericia. All right, in Hamburg we found the 4-starred hotel, ran around some of the nearer city, and then relaxed in the hotel room for a couple of hours. Then off to Sporthalle, and Oldfield concert, TB II tour.
    Friday we ran around in town some more, changed plans a little, and after dinner both went to Vejle to hear some CDs. And today, Saturday morning, I went home to Odense, so I could find myself this evening sitting, watching video (Oldfield live Edinburgh 1992), looking at my poster (unofficial, 5 DM), and my necklace (keyring, official, 15 DM) and reading Shoes & Strings (Oldfield fanmagazine). Yummy!
    Friday morning I wrote down these expressions, coming to mind.
    Painfully beautiful suddenly made sense.
    Abstract music. (And me, who hates abstract art!)
    Can one talk about interpreting the composition? (Traditionally I would by this understand saying what feeling is aroused by what is being interpreted - then my answer would have to be no.)
    Psychedelic lights? (Lights with many colors and shapes anyway.)
    Hyperventilation.
    The light was almost the i under the dot, men just barely. (50% of the experience.)
    The beat of the drums, but also of the guitar. (It affected me more than ever before, and it was natural to clap my hands.)

It's been some good days, it was a good thing to do, and it was done good. Just nice!

Lise

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