26 May 2007

Seattle, WA

Finally arrived in the grunge craddle, the Mecca for everyone who was an adolescent in 1992. We entered Seattle today from the water, and man, was it an amazing sight. Drving through the city and the car stereo blasting "Would?" by Alice In Chains is something I was looking forward for some time, and so here we are now, eintertain us.

The skyline of this city is simply put, unfuckingbelievable. And water everywhere you look, has a little bit of Sydney in it. Today's the start of a city music festival, and the ambient is great, a whole lot of freaky people running around by the Space Needle and a lot of music going on every few steps. Including a bunch of Bavarian Fussplattler with their lederhosen, feathers and all that stuff... travel that far and find them here. Hmm.



Nice town, I just hope I don't come across more guitar shops...

24 May 2007

Olympia, WA

Hola from Olympia, WA, indie-rock and college city par excellence in the Pacific Northwest. The trip is nearing the end, but I still got time to surrender to my GAS attacks, and today, before leaving Portland, this beauty came home with me:

Paulova, Gibson Les Paul Standard

Nice, huh? Another Les Paul, I know, but she's hot! As I said in the last post, I'm sick, I know.

Love from up here,

Stone

19 May 2007

Portland, OR

Hi from beautiful Portland, Oregon. It's been a while since last post, but I've been, well, away. Travelling a little bit around the West Coast. San Francisco was amazing, so was Yosemite and the whole Oregon Coast. Today in Portland and next week in Seattle, my personal pilgrimage city, craddle of grunge and of several of my favourite bands.

The topic is fucking true: people over here are really fat. So much indeed that I feel like a bloody skinny guy. Cool :o)

OK. gotta leave now, as I'm in an Apple shop and people keep loooking over my shoulder when I wrote the word fuck once. Oops, there it is again...

Love and nice sights,

Stone

PS: Oh, and by the way, it happened again:
Gibson Firebird V
Her name is Bernarda and she's a precious Gibson Firebird V I got from Real Guitars in the beautiful San Francisco. I'm fucking sick, I know.