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When ‘Just Dance’ came out in April 2008, I instantly dismissed it as another average pop song sung by another inconsequential female artist. With the release of ‘Poker Face’ later that year my opinions remained unchanged. As 2008 turned into 2009 and 2009 into 2010, however, the behemoth that now is Lady Gaga has steadily risen in gestating an opinion of utmost respect.

A few Saturday’s ago, walking around the east end of London nursing some seriously sore heads, the topic of Lady Gaga was thrust upon my sorry soul by a pal and his girlfriend. The topic turned into a discussion, a discussion into a heated debate, a heated debate into a all out row and, after a pause in proceedings for a cigarette and a toilet break, an all out row into an agreement to disagree. Phew. Read the rest of this entry »

#1 Awaking:
Six hours and fourty-five minutes past the dingy morning of March’s ninth consecutive day, my Nokia’s livid alarm went off in room number three hundred and four of Hiatt Baker’s B block of the University of Bristol. My girlfriend, María, unsolicitous, lied her extended body on the squeaky single bed we buoyantly, and sometimes indignant, shared whenever I decided to visit. Knowing what lied ahead of me was nothing more than a healthily frenzied day, I swung up with diminished procrastination. Read the rest of this entry »

In a period of overture before the cacophony of Tallest Man on Earth gig came a jaunt south on the Eurostar. Beasting our way through southern England, we found ourselves in the bar.

We are Joao, a descendant of Portugal raised in the self proclaimed socialist breeding grounds of Luxembourg’s international schools, his Icelandic girlfriend Maria and me, an Englishman with a penchant for live music and youthful follies into the unknown. Read the rest of this entry »

24 heures à Bruxelles - @dododan

With charisma slightly greater than that of a damp rag, Tuesday will see us set sail under the channel en route to the Capital of Belgium, Brussels. Armed with several guitars, tickets to a gig and having booked an all night session in a recording studio, the 24 hours that’ll commence from noon Tuesday might get interesting. Check out twitter.com/dododan for a spot of live story telling.

And in doing my bit for the entente cordiale:

Avec un charisme presque meilleur que celui d’un tapis mouillé, nous nous rendrons mardi dans la capitale belge, Bruxelles. Armés de plusieurs guitares, billets pour un concert et surtout une session nocturne dans un studio de radio, les 24 heures a partir de mardi midi pourraient devenir interéssantes. Venez a twitter.com/dododan pour une transmission en direct de notre histoire.

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