TALKS #33 - HOT & WET

june 21st - official start of summer and official recording day of this ultimate summerpodcast. and because it was - OF COURSE - raining yesterday this soundtrack for your summer is called under water

artists in order of appearance

summer fun - the barracudas

voila l'ete - les negresse vertes

summertime - janis joplin

summer in the city - regina spektor

some like it hot - the power station

san berdoo sunburn - eagles of death metal

burning - the whitest boy alive

summer nights - olivia newton-john & john travolta

summer holiday & me - the jessica fletchers

summer wine - ville vallo & natalia avelon

ein sommer nur für mich - die ärzte

ANY WET T-SHIRT CONTESTANTS?

sorry, but i have to share this. this is how my shirt looked yesterday after training. i lost at least a liter of water. it was evil, first we were three people. what was good, because i had two turns to try and catch my breath. but then one of the guys had to go. and it became really funny. you know this point where you enter the "tunnel"? i was there three times. just wondering if i will faint now or throw up. i was glad that i had this in front of a punching bag, because years ago when i reached this spot during handball or football trainings i fell flat on my face out of topspeed running ... that's what i call fun ;D

anyway, i didn't faint and i didn't threw up. i just saw some funny little stars and sweated my cute little ass of ... yes, ok, next time i'll post a pic of my pants.

and you know who finally showed up? - right! - bruce ....


artist: frank sinatra
song: i get a kick out of you
album: the very best of

my story is much too sad to be told,
but practically everything leaves me totally cold.
the exception i know is the case
when i'm out on a quiet spree,
fighting vainly the old ennui,
and i suddenly turn and see your fabulous face.

i get no kick from champagne.
mere alcohol doesn't thrill me at all.
so tell me why should it be true
that i get a kick out of you?

some, they may go for cocaine.
i'm sure that if i took even one sniff
it would bore me terrifically, too.
yet i get a kick out of you.

i get a kick every time i see
you standing there before me.
i get a kick though it's clear to see
you obviously do not adore me.

i get no kick in a plane.
flying too high with some gal in the sky
is my idea of nothing to do.
yet i get a kick - um you give me a boot - i get a kick out of you.

TALKS #32 - TOOOOOOOO HOTT

i am so sorry, but my head is a giant fuzzball ... or a sifter ... or on vacation somewhere out of my head ... whatever it is, it causes forgetting things. for example: i told you all week about bruises, and a kickboxlesson on friday ... i should have told you about other 5-year-olds, cake and lemonade. well at least i hope, i can grab a beer somewhere ;D because i forgot i have to go to a birthdayparty. of a five-year-old, who was on my birthday and EXPLICITELY invited me ... so there will be no kickboxing tonight. but hey, maybe i'll get some bruises at playing football ;D (the european one)
how could i forget that? the reason must be, because it is so freaking hot these days. subtropical temperatures, freaking humidity, in one word no wonder i forget everything under these circumstances ...
and because my mic works again (another too hott story, that will be explained) i made a little podcast, so i hope you can forgive me and probably might understand how i feel over here ... in this damn sauna ... hmmmmmmmmmmmm, and you are luckyfunguses, because i forgot finland too. so what you get today is NOT the sound of the dark depressed country of pudgy men, that are afraid of sunlight ... no you will get hot chicks in ridiculous tiny swimsuits, wearing feathers and shake their delicious booties like they are lacking an essential bone in their spine ... you will get braziu

artists in order of appearance

rio - duran duran

brazilian sun - cocorosie

segredo - katia b.

samba de minha namoradinho - calin with fantastic plastic

mais que nada - segio mendes & brasil '66

pussy - brazilian girls

solta o frango - bode do role

alala - css

ratamahatta - sepultura

the girl from ipanema - astrud & joao gilberto

I AM PISSED!

like you see, you can see nothing. this darn bruise just disappeared. i am really really disapointed. so i HAVE to get a real one tomorrow. and that one better gets really black *pout

the only thing that lights up my mood today is the birthday of our dear edilma. in honour of our hot latina - who turns 25 today, YAY!!!! i HAVE TO share my favourite shakira video with you ... damn i like dirty girls ;D

HAPPY BRUISEDAY

min asked for a kickbox update ... here it is ;D after being a musclecat-suffering pussy last friday i went again yesterday. it was great. i sweated this much that i had to put a towel under my knees for doing the sissy pushups, because i slid over the floor like nothing good. and i had fun. my kicks are getting better ... and harder ... and i switched from kicking with my instep to kicking with my shin, what hurts but is more effective. anyway, i will post the pic of my heroic bruise tomorrow, because then i think it will be perfectly blue. if it stays this red i will get a new one on friday ;D (bruise, not shin silly)
oh, and the coach said i'll be a great puncher ... what leads to harder punches on my side and a slightly injured joint of my poor poor little finger. call me weird but i feel kind of proud about my bruises =D
oh and we ropeskipped ... i need practice! and i need bandages, to protect my wrists and knuckles, my own gloves (because the public ones smell like feet) a decent skipping rope and a nice thaibox pant, those are cool.

and because german black eyes are blue (and german bruises are called blue spots) the song of the day is

artist: eurythmics
song: cool blue
album: touch

blue - the colour suits you
cool blue
how will you stay this way for ever?
blue again
it's a lasting chill
to keep you cold as winter

how can i forget you?
i'm never gonna give you up
how can i forget you baby?
i'm never gonna give you up

here it comes again
here it comes again

blue - the colour fools you
cool blue
i'll never stay this way for ever
blue again

(how could she fall for a boy like that)

GUARDIANS OF THE CUBE

that's a very gay and very explicit comicbook and not what i want to talk about today. i wanna talk about ankle injuries. no not mine, my injuries are still sore muscles, what we call a musclecat over here. and i think i will skip todays kickbox lesson, to prevent to pull them. i am talking about the backsides of my thighs here, which hurt like nothing good. who invented stairs by the way??? today i would say that walking in general is completely overrated!!
but i am drifting off again. ANKLE INJURIES is a song by fujiya & miyagi, that was used on a nice jaguar commercial. and yesterday evening between two ridiculously annoying ringtone commercials mtv aired the video of this song. and i love it. i love it so much that i HAVE to share it. with you my dear friends. i hope you'll have an extraordinairie nice weekend. and here is the wonderful video:

big gay hugs

OUTCH, OUTCH, OUTCH

ok, i haven't broken my hands. but i have a musclecat. it isn't as bad as i expected, but it is there. and it is wandering. but first to the cause of the handicap. my first kickboxlesson. it was fun. i think it is more fun than it's good for me. i'll have to watch out otherwise i'll hurt myself ;D so i learned to jab with my left hand. (yes i am a rightie) and punch with my right one. besides that i learned i have a coordination like a dead pig. i just cannot keep my fists up, my shoulders down, chin back, duck a bit, stand on the balls of my feet and all that at the same time ... i mean even the position of the thumbs is complicated. outside, or you'll break them. and not to far up, or you will poke someone in the eye ... if that would matter when you hit his face!!! anyway, we didn't fight. the only fight i fought was against my funny bones, that refuse to do the things i want them to do. but it was great. i sweated my little ass off ... the one that will become even nicer in no time because of this kicking. i mean you lift you leg, hold it there, and kick 50 times. after 35 it feels like someone is putting a knife into your cheek. have i mentioned i had to do it 3 times, with each leg? this christmas someone will need no nutcracker ;D
anyway ... i loved it. even though i am not satisfied with my performance and i have to learn really fast to twist my foot during kicking, otherwise i will break my knee. next lesson will be on friday. up to then i will do a bit shadowboxing to get myself better coordinated .... hmmmmmm, who would have expected it would have this much in common with dancing? oh, speaking of training in front of a mirror. you sweat like hell in that course. here is my advice. choose your trousers wisely. don't wear anything that darkens when it gets wet. light grey is evil, when you have to concentrate on 7ooo different things and suddenly realise that you look like you have peed your pants. i think i have to get myself some equipement ... YAY! i LOVE equipement =D

and even though it isn't this bad, the song of today is this:

artist: skunk anansie
song: twisted (everyday hurts)
album: stoosh

i cried on my blood day
there was nothing that i could hold on to
just a line could have helped
remind me of you, of you

i screamed till the blood came
i was living in a cloud of hope
lover's kiss,
then they mak a wish to the end,
they pretend

cause everyday hurts a little more,
and everyday hurts a little more
and i'll do anything
yes i'll do anything
to belong, to be strong
to say there's nothing wrong

everyday hurts a little more
'cos everyday hurts a little more
and i'll do anything
yes i'll do anything
to belong, to be strong
to say there's nothing wrong

everyday hurts

i cried to the sunlight
would i fake all the times i loved you
just a play in game
i twistedwith you, with you
i need to believe you
sacrificed all the lies we made up
how we kissed
then we made our wish to the end
to the end

cause everyday hurts a little more,
and everyday hurts a little more
and i'll do anything
yes i'll do anything
to belong, to be strong
to say there's nothing wrong

everyday hurts a little more
'cos everyday hurts a little more
and i'll do anything
yes i'll do anything
to belong, to be strong
to say there's nothing wrong

everyday hurts

time made me confide in you
so contrived were the words you sold me
now nothing can swallow
the feeling so shallow inside

cause everyday hurts a little more,
and everyday hurts a little more
and i'll do anything
yes i'll do anything
to belong, to be strong
to say there's nothing wrong

everyday hurts a little more
'cos everyday hurts a little more
and i'll do anything
yes i'll do anything
to belong, to be strong
to say there's nothing wrong

everyday hurts

LET IT OUT

sitting on my desk all day isn't good for me. it feels like i have lots of energy, that is completely useless. so it feels like it stores up in there. and now i feel like i am going to burst. i tried a lot of things to get rid of it. but honestly, this working thing eats up a big part of my day. and this little bit of running doesn't help. neither does the funny bike riding. so i decided that i should try something new. and this new thing will be boxing ... well accidently it's kickboxing because my dear coworker tricked me into this. talking about boxing all the time, making me interested and then AFTER i said i will go with him, he mentioned the kicks. we'll see what happens ... and i really don't want to think about HOW long it is ago, that i last ropeskipped ... we'll see what will happen. tonight is my first lesson and i am excited. i'll report tomorrow if i don't break my hands ;D

have a great day all of you, and take care ... i'm getting more dangerous every day ;D

song of the day:

artist: the distillers
song: beat your heart out
album: coral fang

baby, you make my heart beat faster.
baby, you make my heart beat faster. i know.

let alone to rest alone,
yeah you’re making me.
i had to run the damage is done,
i give it up, i give it up.
there’s nothing left so take the rest,
yeah you’re draining me.
i set it alight it burns so bright,
stab it out, stab it out.

baby, you make my heart beat faster.
baby, you make my heart beat faster. i know.
yeah i know. i know.

i had to run the damage is done,
i give it up, i give it up.
i had to go it got control,
yeah you’re breaking me.
there’s nothing left so take the rest,
stab it out, stab it out.
i set it alight it burns so bright,
yeah you’re draining me.

you make my heart beat faster.
baby, you make my heart beat faster. i know.
yeah i know that it’s true.

let alone to rest alone.
let alone to rest alone.
let alone to rest alone.

baby, you make my heart beat faster.
baby, you make my heart beat faster.
baby, you make my heart beat faster.

there’s nothing left so take the rest.
there’s nothing left so take the rest.
there’s nothing left so take the rest.
there’s nothing left so take the rest.

baby, you make my heart beat faster.
baby, you make my heart beat faster.
baby, you make my heart beat faster.

let alone…..

THE CHAIN OF PORN

you might think it is a downward spiral of sex, drugs and depression. but it's not. you just need two freaky brains and you end up in sesamestreet.
so, this happened last weekend:
on my usual trip through the internet i of course visited slogreenx' blog, where missy green was so kind to post a link to another blog that linked to a video on youporn.com. i was surprised that youporn exists. well the little movie was nice, but not THIS pornographic as i am used to - you remember? i live in europe. and i work in the redlight district. and i own the golden dr. müller membercart. - ok the last one was a lie, but anyway. i wasn't this impressed. but then someone made me scroll down and i saw that there were 98 more movies about this kind of content ... well girl on girl action. (oh, if you are looking for that, don't watch "lesbian fisting" i have no idea how THAT fits in there. i highly recommend to DON'T watch that!) anyway. after spreading the news of this movie, i received a song in exchange, from a musical called avenue q, titled: the internet is for porn. and the actors are puppets. you can find that on youTUBE if you like ... don't try youPORN it isn't there. and talking about the monsters, we of course ended up in sesamestreet.
so here we are, from porn via music to sesamestreet ... and that leads to some really important questions ... so, what's your favourite sesamestreet character? who was your favourite muppet? and did you like the fraggles? my favourite fraggle was BOOBer ... and *schwupps* we are back at porn ;D

song of the day
artist: avenue q cast
song: the internet is for porn
album: avenue q

KATE
The internet is really really great
TREKKIE MONSTER
For porn
KATE
I’ve got a fast connection so i don’t have to wait
TREKKIE
For porn
KATE
Huh?
There's always some new site,
TREKKIE
For porn!
I browse all day and night
TREKKIE
For porn!
KATE
It's like i’m surfing at the speed of light
TREKKIE
For porn!
KATE
Trekkie!

TREKKIE
The internet is for porn
KATE
Trekkie!
TREKKIE
The internet is for porn,
KATE
What are you doing!?
TREKKIE
Why you think the net was born?
Porn porn porn

KATE
Treee—kkie!
TREKKIE
Oh hello kate monster
KATE
You are ruining my song
TREKKIE
Oh me sorry, me no mean to
KATE
Well if you wouldnt mind please being quiet for a minute so i can finish?
TREKKIE
Me no talkie
KATE
Good

I’m glad we have this new technology
TREKKIE
For porn
KATE
Which gives us untold opportunity
TREKKIE
For por—oops, sorry
KATE
Right from you own desktop
TREKKIE
For ---
KATE
You can research browse and shop
Until you’ve had enough and your ready to stop
TREKKIE
FOR PORN!!


Trekkie!
TREKKIE
The internet is for porn!
KATE
Noooo
TREKKIE
The internet if for porn!
KATE
Trekkie
TREKKIE
Me up all night honking me horn to porn, porn, porn!

KATE
That’s gross you’re a pervert
TREKKIE
Ah, sticks and stones Kate monster
KATE
NO really, you're a pervert
Normal people don’t sit at home and look
At porn on the internet
TREKKIE
Ohhhh?
KATE
What?!
TREKKIE
You have no idea
Ready normal people?

NORMAL PEOPLE
Ready--- ready ----ready

TREKKIE
Let me hear it!

TREKKIE AND GUYS
The internet is for porn!
PRINCETON
Sorry kate
TREKKIE AND GUYS
The internet is for porn!
PRINCETON
I masturbate!
TREKKIE AND GUYS
All these guys unzip their flies
For porn, porn, porn!

KATE
The internet is not for porn!!

TREKKIE AND GUYS
PORN!, PORN, P---

KATE
HOLD ON A SECOND!

Now i know for a fact that you, Rob, check your portfolio and trade stocks online

ROB
That’s correct.

KATE
And Brian, you buy things on Amazon.com

BRIAN
Sure!

KATE
And Gary, you keep selling your possesions on Ebay

GARY
Yes I do!

KATE
And Princeton, you sent me that sweet online birthday card

PRINCETON
True!

TREKKIE
Oh, but Kate-
What you think he do . . .after? hmm?

PRINCETON
. .yeah

KATE
EEEWWWWW!
TREKKIE AND GUYS
The internet is for porn!
KATE
Gross!
TREKKIE AND GUYS
The internet is for porn!
KATE
I hate porn
TREKKIE AND GUYS
Grab your dick and double click
KATE
I hate you men!
TREKKIE AND GUYS
For porn, porn, porn!
(harmonizing) porn, porn, porn, porn
KATE
I’m leaving!
TREKKIE AND GUYS
Porn, porn, porn, porn
porn, porn, porn, porn
KATE
I hate the internet!
TREKKIE AND GUYS
Porn, porn, porn, porn

TREKKIE
The internet is for

TREKKIE AND SOME
The internet is for

TREKKIE AND ALL
The internet is for PORN!

TREKKIE
YEAH!