I left Beirut for a month and came back as a superstar.
Nepal was awesome as fuck, and I got my spiritual healing from my buddies in the Himalayan Mountains. And to be honest, though it might sound superficial and stupid, in reality I had the vague hope of being turned into a God. No one really has the count of how many Gods there are, and I thought there might have been just a tiny little chance for me becoming one. Instead the local gangsters ended up calling me ’Baba’, which I guess is already half way there.
Back in Beirut, with a soul clean as a Kleenex, I realized that the city was shaking off its last bit of spring before it’s going to leap into a party inferno of a summer. So when 961 wanted me to hold the microphone for the Block Party they are having this Saturday I realized that my spiritual healing in the East had paid off. How much karma do you actually need to get invited by the best beer brand in a country to introduce the best bands in that country in a mini festival? I mean… as a foreigner I’m so flattered to be on stage with those guys, to literally be the face of Sex, Beer and Rock’n Roll! If I only had a talent I would sing for you, Beirut, but since I don’t really know anything except for being famous, I guess I’m just going to do what a do best: looking fabulous (and OMG! perhaps a tad nervous).
This must be the closest I have ever been to be the Paris Hilton of the Middle East. It might not be such a great leap for mankind, but it’s a great day to get drunk on prime beer while listening to fine music.
(Lineup: Wanton Bishops, Beirut Groove Collective, Charlie Rayne, Banana Cognacs, and, just maybe, the Tupac hologram)
Is Iceland the REAL threat to Europe?
We’re obsessed with putting our eyes on islamofacists, islafists, salafists, and, well, you know, just muslims, but is this where the real threat is coming from?
Everybody: PANIC!Just a few weeks ago our national security was at risk, as someone thought that someone potential... [more]
Being down with the kids
When the 2famous.TV crew rolled up in our red Mercedes at this beautiful island in the south of Norway, we pretty much felt like stars. I mean, festivals are usually the place where we can show (and prove to ourselves) that we still got it; that we’re still down with the kids, despite the fact that most of our crew is twice the age of the average populat... [more]
– No work visa required
If you live in a shithole, you should come to Norway and join the shitfest!
There is a loophole in the strict Norwegian job market, and that loophole can be found right between a grizzlys genitals and it’s tale (also known as its butthole).
Thanks to the low population and the large oil reserves Norway may be the richest country in the world, but if you’re not from... [more]
Here I sit overlooking the rooftops of Oslo while it’s pouring down from the gray sky. It’s that time of the year where all you want to do is to sit inside and drink red wine while being melancholic. I daydream about Lebanon, though Beirut somehow feels like an oriental dream in the distance. It’s so different from where I am right now. It’s almost surreal. But I guess ... [more]
It’s election on Monday, and no one is talking about how much the “Peace Nation” Norway sucks for everyone that’s not in Norway.
I wish I could have talked about something that had something to do with the real world, but I have been living in an isolated bubble for the past week. It’s not my lack of access to the internet that has cut me off, nor is it that I’ve been occupied with setting up the 2famous.TV HQ in Oslo with Knut and Liza. True, I’ve been stressing around decorating my new room so that i... [more]