Saturday night I went to the last Club Drive party ever. Actually, they'll stage one more event in September, but officially Drive has closed down and is no more. I've been a regular there since they first opened five years ago and it's pretty much the only club in town, where they play decent music, so I have no idea where we'll go to get our indie fix from now on. Saturday night was pretty much the same as always, but the goth kids we met last time had brought their friends and they did all kinds of weird shit. The weirdest was this guy, who walked around with his girlfriend on a leash. She was wearing a dogcollar and the guy had her on a chain like a dog. And her hands were tied up with another chain, so it was pretty weird seeing them walking around like that. And the fact that they both made out with a lot of different people just made the whole thing weirder. Whatever floats your boat, I guess.

The Danish football season is almost finished, but with the win today for local team AGF we've moved from being second-to-last to a middle of the table in three weeks. I went out with a group of guys to see the game at a completely packed pub, which was cool. But before the game time was spent discussing the Eurovision Song Contest (which I didn't see) and songs with illogical lyrics. I quoted Anders' brilliant insights about Busted's Year 3000 and added Christina Milian's AM to PM to the list. Who rocks it from AM to PM? Does she go out in the morning and then slips back for an afternoon nap or does she go out in the middle of the night and comes back for high tea?
A friend of mine added Nik & Jay's Tag Mig Tilbage (Take Me Back), where they're reminiscing about being kids and how everything was easy back then. But for some reason they drop references to everything from East Pack bags over leg warmers to flannel shirts, which is fashion gear from a span of fifteen years. I guess they were kids for a really long time.

Speaking of music I was helping a friend out with a paper he was writing, where he listed a lot of stuff about lines of communication. He would describe the flow of communication in a company and then he would add if it was one-way or two-way. So he would write: "Blah, blah, blah. Open circuit. Blah, blah, blah. Open circuit. Blah, blah, blah. Closed circuit.", which got me thinking of the weirdest country song ever. I only know the Danish version, which was done by Peter Belli and was called Ingen Regning. But the original I guess was done by JJ Barrie and called No Charge. I'm sure whoever wrote the song meant to write a positive song about the love between a mother and child (the song ends with the lines "Lord knows when you add it all up/The cost of real love is - No charge"), but what I got from it was that the kid had done his chores and been a good boy and wanted a reward. Instead he got a guilt trip layed on his shoulders, which will result in years of Woody Allen-style therapy and mother issues just because the Mom wouldn't pony up a couple of bucks. Poor kid.

There's a cool article about how bitchin' Copenhagen is in the NY Times [via Interesting Stuff]. I don't know the restaurants and cafés mentioned in the article, but I'm sure they're every bit as great as the writer claims. But I was surprised to see the quote "Prediction is very difficult, especially about the future" attributed to Niels Bohr and although a Google search confirms it I'm pretty sure it was actually Storm P. who said it.

Dotmusic reviews The Dandys and my copy should arrive tomorrow. And I'll probably go see them in Copenhagen next month, because they're too cool to miss money or no money [via Hard Glitter].