This is a world destruction, your life ain’t nothing.
The human race is becoming a disgrace.
Countries are fighting with chemical warfare.
Not giving a damn about the people who live.
Nostradamus predicts the coming of the Antichrist.
Hey, look out, the third world nations are on the rise.
The Democratic-Communist Relationship,
Won’t stand in the way of the Islamic force.
The C.I.A. is looking for defectors.
The K.G.B. is smarter than you think.
Brainwash mentalities to control the system.
Using TV and movies – religions of course.
Yes, the world is headed for destruction.
Is it nuclear war?
What are you asking for?
This is a world destruction. Your life ain’t nothing.
The human race is becoming a disgrace.
The rich get richer.
The poor are getting poorer.
Fascist, chauvinistic government fools.
People, Muslims, Christians and Hindus.
Are in a time zone just searching for the truth.
Who are you to think you’re a superior race?
Facing forth your everlasting doom.
We are Time Zone, we’ve come to drop a bomb on you.
World destruction, kaboom, kaboom, kaboom!
This is the world destruction, your life ain’t nothing.
The human race is becoming a disgrace.
Nationalities are fighting with each other.
Why is this? Because the system tells you.
Putting people in faceless categories.
Knowledge isn’t what it used to be.
Military tactics to control a nation.
Who wants to be a president or king? Me!
Mother Nature is gonna work against you.
Nothing in your power that you can do.
Yes, the world is headed for destruction.
You and I know it, cause the Bible tells you.
If we don’t start to look for a better life,
The world will be destroyed in a time zone!
Well, I do my best to understand, dear
But you still mystify and I want to know why
I pick myself up off the ground
To have you knock me back down again and again
And when I ask you to explain you say
You gotta be
Cruel to be kind in the right measure
Cruel to be kind it’s a very good sign
Cruel to be kind means that I love you
Baby, you gotta be cruel to be kind
Oh, knuckle down, love his skin
It doesn’t matter what color skin he’s locked in
Knuckle down, knuckle down and love that skin
Knuckle down, love his race
It doesn’t matter if you win or lose a little face
Knuckle down and love that race
Because one bright morning
The world might end with a big bang, big bang
And you’ll never ever get yourself another chance
So put aside the hoodoo and some of the voodoo
About people being different
They’re not so different
Take them by the arms and run to the street
Take a little drum to supply some beat
Soon the whole world will be up on it’s feet and dancing
For my sake, won’t you put your knuckles down, boys?
Mine, mine
For my sake, won’t you put you knuckles down, boys?
Oys, oys
Knuckle down, love her skin
It doesn’t matter what color skin she’s locked in
Knuckle down, knuckle down and love that skin
Knuckle down, love her race
It doesn’t matter if you win or lose a little face
Knuckle down and love that race
B-b-because, one bright morning you just might wake
When the coin drops, coin drops
Even though you think that love is such a corny thing
You can burst the bubble, it’s full up with trouble
Says that people always got to be fighting, not right
Take them by the arms and run to the fields
Blow on your horn until Jericho yields
Soon the whole world will lay down swords and shields
For singing
For my sake, won’t you put your knuckles down, boys?
Mine, mine
For my sake, won’t you put you knuckles down?
Whoa
Take them by the arms and run to the streets
Take a little drum to kick up some beat
Soon the whole world will be up on it’s feet and d-d-dancing
For my sake, won’t you put your knuckles down, boys?
Mine, mine
For my sake, won’t you put your knuckles down, boys?
Mine, mine
For my sake, won’t you put your knuckles down?
I saw a woman sit upon a scarlet coloured beast
Full of names of blasphemy and written on her
Forehead was MYSTERY – Babalon the great
Mother of Harlots and abominations of the earth.
Then an angel cried, saying Babalon is fallen and
Become the habitation of devils and the hold of
Every foul spirit. For all nations of the earth have
Drunk the wine of the wrath of her fornication and
The kings of the earth have fornicated with her,
And the merchants of the earth are waxed rich
Through the abundance of her delicacies.
Chorus:
Babaloon the Great -mud mother
Babaloon the Great -soil sister
Babaloon the Great -she was Mary Magdalena
Babaloon the Great -she’s your Whore Madonna
I believe in one earth, the mother of us all and in
One womb wherein all men are begotten and
Wherein they shall rest, mystery of mystery, in her
Name,
Babalon, crimson queen, she was painted,
Tainted, unclean
Undermining family life
Everybody’s mistress, nobody’s wife
Our father lied -she never died
Love became obsession and gulf between body
And soul opened wide
Conscience was a bleeding heart
Tore all lovers apart
Made a sword in the shape of a cross and a bomb that
Cried
“God’s on your side.”
He said “You’re born to die, life’s all sorrow
Don’t change the world, think only of tomorrow”
Millions were killed, tortured and maimed
Allah be praised, she ought to be ashamed
Chorus:
She’s not a screen dream to hang on the wall
Or a wet machine to peep beneath your pillow
She’s not your girl next door or an ice queen to
Waste away for
She’s Babalon, equal to man
She’ll do what she wants to do what she can
But Gad said the word, still heard now
“If she’s not a virgin, she must be a cow”
Sparge verba, sparge verba, sparge verba Ñ•
Venus orta mari
Exaudi penis carmina blanda precor
Phallum ejaculum tibi feram semper in meo amore
Babalon, I’m waiting for you, I’m begging for you
Babalon listen to me, listen to me etc. NOW
Babalon you’ve got to come back
Bababababababababa Babalon
Please come back
Bababababababababababababa
Where’s my telephone?
Is that you baby? Yeah!
Got something to tell ya. Oh, what?
I wanna see ya tonight.
I want you to walk in the door.
I want you to lay on the floor.
Cause tonight’s the night.
We make love under a strobe light.
Underneath the strobe light.
Wanna make love to you under the strobe light.
Wanna make love to you under the strobe light.
Strobe light, wooooooah, strobe light, wooooooah, yeah!
Pulsin’ light goes to my head!
Everything I see is red!
Baby, when I kiss your hair,
I feel electricity in the air.
I’m gonna kiss your eyes. (gasp)
Then I’m gonna kiss your neck. (groan)
Then I’m gonna kiss your tummy. (oooh!)
Then I’m gonna kiss your PINEAPPLE! (shriek!)
Tonight’s the night for love under the light.
Strobe light, strobe light.
Underneath the strobe light.
Wanna make love to you under the strobe light.
Wanna make love to you under the strobe light.
Strobe light, wooooooah, strobe light, wooooooah, yeah!
I just wanna make love to you.
I just wanna make love to you.
Underneath the strobe light.
Strobe light! Strobe light! Strobe light!
Strobe light! Strobe light!
Strobe strobe strobe strobe strobe light.
Roskilde Festival defines my culture, and when I, unexpectedly got the chance to go this year, I was a happy camper. My ticket only had one string attached: “YOU HAVE TO GO SEE SPIDS NØGENHAT”! Those terms were acceptable to me.
I decided to act as some sort of journalist during the festival, and I was very active on social media mostly deep undercover representing the 1980’ies Copenhagen punkzine “Alt For Meget“.
I shared some details on how I covered Roskilde Festival from the cell phone.
This post is focusing on the highlights, bt I have curated a “Storify” that includes most of my social media posts, and you can view that as a slideshow below. It probably requires “subtitles” and a lot of it only made sense “live”.
Get A Tent
The soul of Roskilde is in the camps, but I also find it a bit stressful, so I chose the luxury option for camping, “Get A Tent”. The concept is that your tent has already been pitched, so you’re ready to move in as soon as you have checked in.
After the festival you can choose to keep the tent, leave it behind or pack it up and drop it at “Camp Aid”, and the tents are sent to refugee camps.
Camps
Despite being boring you still have full access to the camping area, and I enjoyed checking out the most interesting ones. A lot of camps have their own massive sound systems, most of them blasting euro-techno-stompers, but my favourite camp was Camp TOSM (Tors Orange Soccer Mon) that had an insanely loud box that every morning blasted “morning Slayer” much to the dismay of the immediate neighbours.
Camp TOSM were very friendly, invited me in and shared music recommendations.
As always you stumble upon things if you follow your senses, I found Camp TOSM because of their loud music, but I was actually om my way to “Dream City”. I had no idea what Dream City was, but it sounded interesting. It turned out the Dream City is an experiment by the Roskilde Festival to have participants build unique camps and experiences.
There are four dogmas:
To be a part of Dream City you only need to follow the city’s dogmas:
Acquire a ticket to Roskilde Festival 2014 or become a volunteer.
Consider your project/camp as a gift to Dream City – something that can be shared with the rest of the ‘Dreamers’ and festival goers.
Think sustainable and socially responsible.
What you bring you must take with you again when you leave the city.
Dream City had a number of cool camps, I didn’t visit all of them, but I really liked the Dome, which acted as a signature.
It was also nice to see a makerlab/fablab where you for instance could get help building your own loudspeakers.
The Postoffice, #postkilde, was really nice, and they played hosts to a powerful morning workout session at 10 am, you might have seen it broadcast live at DR3 on the last day of the festival. Just what I needed.
Ungdommens Røde Kors (Danish Red Cross Youth Organisation) wanted you to make a flag, and I did that. When I explained what the flag represented they said that it was the most political statement they had heard so far 🙂
Dream City has the feel of the Burning Man festival, we’re not quite there yet, but if that is the direction Roskilde Festival is taking, I’m all for it.
ArtZone
THis year Roskilde Festival had an ArtZone located centrally in the festival area. It featured a number of installations for instance “The Forest” where you entered a room with strands of cloth suspended from the ceiling, you didn’t notice the other people in the room until they literally bumped into you.
There was also a game called Johann Sebastian Joust that seemed to be using hacked Sony Play conrtolleres.
It featured what looked like “hacked” Sony Play controllers (the game was controlled by standard computers, not a PlayStation).
The controllers were suspended from the ceiling and you have to grab two of your chosen colour.
The game sped up, and if you missed grabbing two controllers of your colour, you were eliminated.
The game was quite simple, fun and challenging.
Up to four players.
Food #rffood
Roskilde Festival really shines in the food department these days. We’ve come a long way from burgers, coke and fries. You can, of course, still get that, but in that case you’re missing out.
I remember just 6 years ago that you had to be lucky to find a small stall that sold sushi.
Not anymore. The flagship was the food court where they sold reasonably priced meals prepared by real chefs. My favorite was the Japanese street kitchen Yatai. They served an unlisted vegan stew that I lived on.
Music
Finally I also caught some music, this was, after all a music festival :-), I might do a longer post on the music alone, but I’ll mention some highlights.
Best music (part of the show was delivered purely acoustic)
Ooh baby
I love the way you make me feel
It slows down time
Come in my bedroom and turn off the lights
You whisper softly in my ear
Makes me unwind
The way you touch me
Lets me know you’re mine
I’d rather be with you
Because i love the way
You scream my name
And there’s no other man
That gives me what i want
And makes me feel this way
I’d rather be with you because
You hustle hard to take care of me
I’d rather be with you
Boy i’d rather be with you
I love the way you look at me
Stare into my eyes
What do they say to you
Boy don’t be shy
Tonight’s the night your fantasies
Will all come true
I am your woman
I belong to you
There is nothing i won’t do for you
I know my soul connected me to you
I feel so safe when i’m alone with you
I’m holding back nothin
Saving it all for you
Baby i love making love to you
It’s like a high i can’t come down from you
I’d rather be with you
Because i love the way
You scream my name
And there’s no other man
That gives me what i want
And makes me feel this way
I’d rather be with you because
You hustle hard to take care of me
I’d rather be with you
Boy i’d rather be with you
I’d rather be with you oh yea
Boy i rather be with you
I’d rather be with you oh yea
Boy i rather be with you
I’d rather be with you
Because i love the way
You scream my name
And there’s no other man
That gives me what i want
And makes me feel this way
I’d rather be with you because
You hustle hard to take care of me
I’d rather be with you
Boy i’d rather be with you
I don’t want nobody else
I ain’t goin no where
I’m happy with you
You got me baby
I ain’t thinking about
Nobody else but you baby
