The sun blinked through the slats of the blinds, hitting Maja directly in the face. She squinted. Her head throbbed softly, an unmistakable echo of last night's legendary party. Still somewhat hungover, she sat up in bed and surveyed the chaos in her living room. Empty bottles stood like forgotten tin soldiers on the coffee table, a garland hung crookedly from the lamp, and confetti remnants glittered everywhere. A smile stole onto her face. In the middle of this battlefield, clad in a worn-out Mickey Mouse pajama set, she felt a wave of pure anticipation. She swung her legs out of bed. Her ba… Đọc thêm

A completely normal evening Annoyed, I put the guitar next to me on the sofa. Nothing wanted to work properly again today. I was in the process of learning some new power cords, but my fingers weren't really up for it. Either the right hand didn't hit the right strings when strumming, or the left hand didn't want to hit the right notes quickly enough. My cat lay next to me and chilled out his life. I was surprised that he was still lying next to me, given the off-key sounds I was making on the guitar. Maybe it wasn't as bad as I thought. I stroked him a little, which of course he enjoyed ver… Đọc thêm

Ein ganz normaler Abend Genervt lege ich die Gitarre neben mich auf das Sofa. Nichts wollte heute *** wieder so richtig funktionieren. Ich war gerade dabei, mir ein paar neue Powercords anzueignen, aber die Finger hatten nicht wirklich Lust dazu. Entweder die rechte Hand traf beim anschlagen nicht die richtigen Saiten, oder die linke Hand wollte nicht schnell genug auf die richtigen Noten rutschen. Mein Kater lag neben mir und chillte sein Leben. Mich wunderte es, dass er überhaupt noch neben mir lag, bei diesen schiefen Tönen die ich auf der Gitarre von mir gab. Vielleicht war es doch nich… Đọc thêm