she makes sth unbelievable to her songs. and this one sounds amazingly brilliant in acoustic and at the same time so-so different!
Love you, E.G!

privat moon

Lo-lo-love this set.
especially the 8th one - i call it moon' funeral.
Thats the way i felt tnite trying to study at 6am.
©Boris Bendiktov, Leonid Tishkov.

really want now to wake up in a sunny summer morning. somewhere in the countryside. in the middle of nowhere. surrounded by forest and so on.
when the sun shines and everything is extremely bright and wet due to dew.

i miss it.

i want smb to come and offer me to go to swim in the midnight.

Regina's best track, imho.

REGINA • Totuus Minusta from James Martin / Vim & Vigor on Vimeo.

Want to admit one of the biggest failures in my life. On friday before going to idiomatic' gig im absolutely sure checked the ISO and i thought i put the limit on 400... and for the whole evening i've been crazy about the fact that all the pics on lcd look like shit. i dont remember what i've been telling myself then but i was so aware of the fact that i set the right ISO beforehand that i didn't even check it.
and somhow near 3am i looked at files' info and saw there the tragic numbers: ISO 3200!!!
ебать!!
yeah. this is my epic fail for the last year. I've never screwed up like this. damn my awareness. thats why i have no good shots no nothing. from 5 hours. no shots. Ive reached the last stage of being a loser. congrats!
and more over it's such an inquisition to try to make anything
having only that poor red light and basic inner flash!!! miss my speedlight badly.

gnite

And I'm just standin' there, I can't say a word
'Cause everythin's just gone
I've got nothin'
Absolutely nothing
- the streets

my mind is blank. an empty room. damn, it shouldnt!
have finished my already third translation for photographer.ru
this time it was a piece of «Violence Done to the Image» from book: «The Intelligence of Evil» by Jean Baudrillard...
how i love his ideas. awesome man.

neednt say id better start thinking about our overwhelming idea with Anna.
ps. i miss home right now. dunno why. shot made in December.

remember how i saw it for the first time. 5am. february. damn great.

"I did not want to think so much about her. I wanted to take her as an unexpected, delightful gift, that had come and would go again — nothing more. I meant not to give room to the thought that it could ever be more. I knew too well that all love has the desire for eternity and that therein lies its eternal torment. Nothing lasts. Nothing."

- Erich Maria Remarque

Мир рухнул 10 минут назад. слышишь?!
прости.

Pre-last song of this night. now should make myself some turkish coffee (anyone, fancy some?) and have to sit down to work out 784 pics of the night. hope there are 20 goods.

@ Doris

it could be wrong. could be wrong.
but it could've been right. (c)

How the hell i adore live gigs. And how the hell i hate little clubs' light to work with. especially when there is no light at all.. that three red lamps above the tiny stage - it's not light at all!

surprisingly Doris has a competitive sound which is awesome. and more over Idiomatic were great. they really were! oh fuck yeah! nice to be the one to spread them around the dormitory.

i felt frustrated. i really did. and even sorta sad and upset. personal but the thing is that even three shots of whiskey didn't bring any sense.

I liked him. but i shouldn't.

Love sings. gnite.

For a good nite. Sleep well.

spring will never come to Manse city

but it will.
it definitely fucking will.
and even summer will.

tday when i was leaving the main building through the doors which lead to the roof with some picnic tables and so on, that doors that r just undo the main steps.
there are some bushes also on that roof and tday...
it was a rabbit! the real one. pretty huge... with big legs and ears. it jumped away pretty fast. but i've seen it.
It reminded me about that night that we've spent in Helsinki about a year ago with Chris. sittin through the whole nite wrapped up in a single sleepin' bag under the huge stone somewhere in the middle of a park or smth.
and something was bouncin' all the time around...rabbits i thought then...it could be.

But tday sun was shining, and the spring was just round the corner. somewhere over there. but pretty close.

and that's the second time when i fisically felt that i need my beloved hands' continuation. with my flash, and my old Gelios lenses and all that other heavy stuff packed carefully in my backpack.
i didn't miss photography that breathtakingly much during this months till this crazy man appeared.
all the hell that i've been doing as a person who takes pictures look so damn miserably now! completely drop dead.

but i will be strong. i told mum not to bring my baby here. i can do it. i promised myself.
Patos can do it better.
will see parents already in two days. dying for it.

rabbit was so nice. spring is here.

song (lyrics) of the day:
'I wish I was special
You're so fuckin' special'

after party

Feet are still moving since last night. It diserves a separate post later tday.

Happy Birthday, Guyom!
as in The Courteeners' song: We overdid it Doll!

Stages of a photographer

hell yeah.
literally true.)

live @ Doris

spent last nite again in Doris.
That's a nice place, obviously absolutely nice.
BUT.
there is one thing that i can't understand in Finland. You always have to pay some extra money for everything.
ticket for the entrance to a club - 3 euro, but it's winter so you probably have a jacket - cloakroom costs 2 more euro. as my place is in 2 minutes of walk i went there just in my cardi. economy.)

and prices for alcohol are extremaly unreasonable.
I drink only whisky and thanks god Doris has my fav Jacky Jack. but for gods sake! 6.5 euro per 50 ml.!!!!
Sorry, but i buy myself a whole litre of Jack for 25 at home.!!and ok, here it is 29.90 per 750 ml.

had two shots yesterday anyway. ve been listening to some finnish bands called The Friend (english lyrics) and Soma (?? sing only in finnish and kinda awesomly boring).
The friend rocked. really liked them. though, wth, their guitarist was playing nearly literally barefoot! ok, he was wearing socks. and its all.
another strange example of finnishness.

yeah. and then kinda DJ kinda played. nice taste though. to mix White Stripes/Snoop Dog/Daft Punk/Phoenix...
anyway was glad to hear 'If i ever feel better'...

Only one question. Why finns are so cold even on the gigs? isnt it stressful for the musicians to observe static crowed without any emotions on their faces? wheres the feedback?
i cant get it. sorry.

heading to Doris tonight again anyway. And next time there will be Idiomatic which is pretty nice and than - Bye Bye Bicycle.