Budapest has always been interesting for us, and we have had a lot of weird experiences here, but loveable ones. "Welcome to Hungary" sure has a pleasant ring to us, or at least it is very tickling to lay those words on the tongue. And that's a mouthful for you.
The homeland of Elizabeth Bathory is drenched in sun, but the whole band is hiding inside. We play at Diesel tonight, a kind of one day-festival-thing. We play early, 20.30, to be precise, 'cause of a long way's travel for tomorrow's gig in Germany. It's a shame that we can't stay since we feel like showing off our sensual midnight party-skills here in Budapest. (FYI: Nightmare has dry-cleaned his stageclothes today so we recommend you to stay at his side of the stage, and stay away from the other dead boys.) We have hung out in the huge backstage all day, which is like an entire club/restaurant. We don't do too much of international interest. Nothing at all actually. As a matter of fact, just our weight is a burden for the world right now. Yet our right-now-extra-heavy soundguy Micke has never been happier since he gets fed to the ears by catering girls, it is to the extent that he can't walk. He likes that. Girls and food that is. And to not be able to walk. Plus he likes sound. Obviously.
Whip was happy to know that we play in Milan on Tuesday next week, which of course is the yearly fashion week. Deathstars love the fashion weeks in New York, Paris and Milan etcetera and we try our best to be there. We just missed the one in Copenhagen... Right now Whip is pulling some a-class fashion-strings to get good seats at the Tuesday shows for the whole band and is talking loudly how bad he things Rey Kawakubo's stuff was for Gucci, even though he is very thankful for Commes de Garcon of corpse, and consider himself to be "Hiroshima Chic". Cat is screaming how much he wants to study at some fashion school in Antwerpen and claims that Ann Demuelemeester and Martin Marguela has had bigger negative impact on today's deconstructed fashion than people actually think. Nightmare doesn't agree with Cat at all. Bone is irritated about the subject and is listening to the hungarian black metal-masters Tormentor, one of the best bands in the genre - ever. (Check them out! http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewProfile&friendID=205486121)
Nightmare has been very strange the last days. Sometimes he stops the bus at the dead of night and says to the driver that he can navigate by the stars, and that the GPS is wrong. Nightmare actually thinks he is the new Global Positioning System, and you know what - the other guys in the band know he's right. This makes the tourmanager and busdriver insane, but this band rely on their feelings, that's why they're always wrong. Anyway, we have a huge bed in the corner of the backstage which fits for 6-8 people. This is of course something that we are going to use to make our loins extra happy...
What the members are doing:
* Bone is watching testmovies for Volvo S60 r awd on youtube.
* Cat is writing a lot of autographs and saying that he is a Ashera-cat today.
* Skinny is watching the exclusive pornmovie Pirates with Robin from Sonic Syndicate.
* Nightmare is ordering in cocktail after cocktail in the backstage bar and trying to find the Buddha in Budapest.
* Whip is worshipping Victoria Beckham. Within the band he calls himself Whip Beckham.
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Slovenia - A Friendly Place for Sports
Waking up beneath the World Cup-slopes of Slovenia makes the dudes think about if we were Sportstars instead of Deathstars. As you may know Maribor is a famous ski resort. If Deathstars were Sportstars in wintersports then the members would have had these specialties:
* Bone - Curling Prodigy
* Cat - Figure Skating Princess (female)
* Night - King of Monoski
* Whip - Bob Beast
* Skinny - Ski (nny) Jumping
Slovenia is not a country that we visit very often. We've been here for gigs a couple of times, and we always been treated amazingly well by the fans. Today we got tons of liquor, tons of glitter and boas with electric lights on them from our Croatian fans, and Enia especially. We appreciate this immensely of corpse. Boas with lights - absolutely perfect! And by the way - why can't all lights everywhere wear boas? It would be a nice picturesque view.
Skinny was out sightseing with Rickard, Roland, Roger and John. They went to a shoppingmall, got sunglasses and bought some slovenian lingerie for the opposite sex. Both bands are having their dressingrooms in a huge sportsclub. Everything circulates around sports today, which makes the members of Deathstars feel insecure, confused, fragile but happy. It is a new world opening up for them - a shiny happy world of sports. Little did they know that such a place existed.
It is strange for the dudes of destruction to meet up with friendly people in shorts, a smile on their faces and a weird kind of rackets in their hands, outside their dressingroom, saying "Hi, nice to meet you", like they actually mean it. This world of sports seems like a sect, a movement more scary than fundemantally religious people and totally unnatural. Stay away from sports! It seems devious and mindtwisting. This is a plastic dreamworld, a competedive Eldorado and a healthy breed of people in a desperate hunt for a kick of extre serotonin (use drugs instead). Are sports the toolbox of Satan, or a punishment from God? We don't know, but we are very greatful that we have Rock!
One thing that we really do appreciate with this world called Sport is that the breed practicing it seems to shower collectively! Very interesting. This is of course something that the band will adapt to their deathglam-culture and take fully advantage of after the show. A great night for a shower! Everyone in the band feels happy and excited about this.
How the members are sporting now:
* Whip is watching a Manchester United-game on TV. Finally!!!
* Skinny is developing his own poweryoga - vodka! - and you can't imagine how much energy he gets from it!
* Cat is playing pocket-tennis.
* Bone tries out badminton in the sportsclub with a roadie, and he hates it!.
* Nightmare is running to the cigarette-store. (Cheap in Slovenia!)
Tomorrow we will wake up in Budapest. We are really looking forward to that! Make sure you're there in time cause we're playing really early. Stay updated.
DEATHNEGGER
After the gig in Vienna it was party. Party like hell. Bone was simply everywhere, Skinny was Superdisco, Nightmare was as surreal as a dream, Cat was behaving like a dog and Whip was totally Oasis a la Liam Gallagher.
After a night of mental darkness and physical damnation we were pleased to wake up under a sun that gave the first invitations to the spring of 2009. Very nice. And warm. Graz is a fantastic city and the vibe is good, even though the damned members are a bit worn out from yesterday. Graz is also Austria’s second biggest town and the old city is sited as a UNESCO’s world heritage centre. We have played at the Orpheum several times before and it’s a place made for depravity extravaganza. Fortunately enough this is the hometown of Arnold Schwarznegger which makes us stronger, and today we obviously need it.
Skinny is happy because his youtube-channel is among the most viewed in Sweden. Check it out: youtube.com/skinnydisco. And while we are talking about internet-stuff we are pleased to see the great response this blog has got. Maybe we should always do this..? Continue to comment our diary, we check it all the time and it’s cool to read your comments.
Sonic Syndicate is just as pale as us today. The were wasted last night – all of them. Right now Roland is checking out new hi-fi stuff, Karin is hanging out with Bone in the backstage-sofa and talking about bass-strings, Rickard has hidden himself in a corner with his computer, Roger and John is checking out the venue and roams the corridors in the awaiting of better times. Robin is still sleeping.
It’s just a shame that Vienna killed us yesterday and that we don’t have the energy that is needed to fully enjoy this city right now.
What the members are doing:
• Whip is at the Arnold Schwarznegger Museum.
• Cat is working on his make-up.
• Skinny is working out and listening to Public Enemy.
• Bone is hung over and very very silent.
• Nightmare is partying like hell with Sonic Syndicate.
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Whip, Night, Bone and Devilina escaped the terrors of Dante, grabbed a taxi and went to Stephanplatz to visit church,
check the city out and to get some essential stuff to pimp darkness.
Nightmare and Devilina went to Mozart's hangouts while to two other elite soldiers of russian death pop
roamed the streets looking for make-up, glitter, silk underwear, tailors and funny-glasses.
We've been to Vienna tons of times and it's always nice. Everyone from clowns and lawyers to ambassadors
and strippers have been very friendly to the band. Actually, a while ago Cat and Whip went to a strip-club and took on
the scene and stripped 'til the mirrors cracked.(прим.
) The whole club was in ecstacy. Actually the girl-strippers put their
phonenumbers and money inside the underwear of the erotic talents. And that is of course not the only time
that has happened. Cat and Whip have a thing for strip-clubs, but only if they get to strip themselves(прим.хотел бы я это увидеть)
Enough about that... As usual we ended up at Sparky's, a tacky restaurant next to Stephandom where we are kind of regulars by now,
We had almost raw meat and some drinks. We play at Szene today. Walking around here looking at gig-posters reminds us of a
very important thing - The Sisters of Mercy-tour. Our friends will soon start the European-ride and we demand you guys to
get tickets to see this classic band.
Skinny has been caressing himself all morning, keeping himself warm in that freezing bus. He is pleased to say, quote
"A good thing about touring is that you learn a lot about your body and your private sexuality."
Whip and Nightmare will do some VJ:ing filming for GOTV tonight, be sure not to miss that you dudes who live here in Austria.
What the members are doing now:
* Cat is still sleeping (!!!!) after playing guitarhero and drinking vodka all night.(:gitarist:сопьется ребенок,ищи виноватого)
* Skinny is trying to drive the tourbus, "Dante", to the screams and horror of the busdriver George.
* Nightmare is smoking cigarettes and doing interviews.
* Whip is ironing his underwear.(прим. и это хозяйгобыло ниже на велике в темноте?
)
* Bone is telling Sonic Syndicate jokes about Satan.
Even the iPig has become a party animal!
Unfortunately we didn't have access to internet yesterday so that's why the blog wasn't updated.
We had quite a difficult day-off due to several reasons.
We woke up at a service station to fix the broken breaks on our bus. Since we had a photoshoot at 2 o clock right next to Hellraiser where we played the previous night we squeezed into a couple of cabs and headed back to the scene of the crime.
With empty stomachs we got out in the cold with full makeup and stage clothes. The location was a bombed out factory which we entered through a window that Whiplasher smashed.
Hours later we finally finished the shoot and got inside for some breakfast pizza.
The bus wasn't back before 6:30 PM and the rest of the evening was spent with Guitar Hero and movies.
Without anything to eat we got to bed early. Hungry, sober and bored.
Völkerschlachtdenkmal
After a well earned field trip to Völkerschlachtdenkmal we are happy to be in Hellraiser again. Yesterday Sepultura was here and we can still feel the nice smell of nice Brazilian waxing. We sure hope today’s show will be as good as last time when Cat hade a nice romantic moment with a mirror on stage. We just had a meet and greet with two nice German boys. Good times. And of course we ate the famous Hell-ops.
Right now:
Nightmare is re-hydrating from last night, Cat and Skinny found the I-pig and are partying while Bone is being grumpy in the cold shower. Whip is nowhere to be found. He is either sleeping, or as usual de-hydrating in the closest bar.