To answer this weeks question of the week, of what job you would really like to do, I have always wanted to have my own shop, seriously. I started in retail and I always enjoyed, despite the shitty hours, working 7 days a week and this that and the other ( nevermind the shitty pay ). I have had this idea of a grand store in my head for years now and maybe one day, if I win the fucking lottery I will do it. At the time when I came up with the idea ( 1996 ) and had actually written a very poor business plan for it and so on it was pretty original, now maybe not anymore but whatever, I wouldn’t do this to be mr. fucking popular but just to surround myself with all the good things I am into. visually represent them in a way I see them fit and give my customers a place to hang out and get everything they would need from one spot. I always wanted it to be place on several floors, ideally with the basement being a record / music shop, selling a prime choice of music as well as equipment, mostly guitars obviously and other useless music related crap that I like, books, art prints and so. Also the basement would include a small bar for people to drink their jack daniels and listen to music. You know how record stores used to have an array of cd and vinyl players to listen to the music BEFORE buying it? Just add a bad ass bartender and solid selection of poison to that. The ground floor would be a clothing shop, nice and simple. Good solid men’s wear in way very similar to what Ian has done with his Garbstore, that’s probably the closest I have ever seen anyone else do a shop according to what I have had in mind, except that I would add some skateboards to the mix. The top floor would be a mixture between a furniture store and art gallery. Plain and simple, sell some beautiful furniture and showcase art that I am into. I would probably live in this place if it ever were to become reality, which I highly doubt, unless some crazed russian investor is reading this and decides black lodges is the place to invest millions of petro dollars into…right. I always thought that this store would be in London, but now I am not too sure anymore, possibly Paris would do good and if the weather wouldn’t be so bad, I think Stockholm would be a clear choice as well. Dream on Vogel.

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I’ve dug out some old Nine Inch Nails this morning to start my day-I’m still a little sick and spend most of my spare time getting angrier and angrier at the world at large recently, with our so called representatives fucking things up on a massive scale, the greed, the hatred and so. I thought these two tracks were particularly fitting for my current headspace. I used to play these two songs in my high school band, it was the only time I ever witnessed teachers getting into the pit.

“this is the first day of my last days
i built it up now i take it apart climbed up real high now fall down real far
no need for me to stay the last thing left i just threw it away
i put my faith in god and my trust in you
now there’s nothing more fucked up i could do
wish there was something real wish there was something true
wish there was something real in this world full of you
i’m the one without a soul i’m the one with this big fucking hole
no new tale to tell twenty-six years on my way to hell
gotta listen to your big time hard line bad luck fist fuck
don’t think you’re having all the fun
you know me i hate everyone
wish there was something real wish there was something true
wish there was something real in this world full of you
i want to but i can’t turn back
but i want to”

-TRENT REZNOR

“step right up march push
crawl right up on your knees
please greed feed (no time to hesitate)
I want a little bit I want a piece of it I think he’s losing it
I want to watch it come down
don’t like the look of it don’t like the taste of it don’t like the smell of it
I want to watch it come down
all the pigs are all lined up
I give you all that you want
take the skin and peel it back
now doesn’t that make you feel better?
shove it up inside surprise! lies
stains like the blood on your teeth
bite chew suck away the tender parts
I want to break it up I want to smash it up I want to fuck it up
I want to watch it come down
maybe afraid of it let’s discredit it let’s pick away at it
I want to watch it come down
now doesn’t that make you feel better?
the pigs have won tonight
now they can all sleep soundly
and everything is all right”

-trent reznor

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