If you find your binoculars you can spot them somewhere on stage.
WOW!! That was an awesome trip on memory lane.
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Masoko Tanga
Looking back, with my eyes closed, I have had 3 major inspirational influences in my life, which means that inside my head you can find 3 fairly large chunks of information from all three of them.
Steffen Brandt‘s lyrics guided me through life in Denmark and they became the basis of my Danish vocabulary. His philosophy about life – seize the day – live your life before it’s over – live your dreams – has definitely had its effect on my life as well. I think it is safe to say that however sad it was to leave him and his music behind in Denmark he more or less pushed me to London as I could see I had to live my dreams. I still listen to their music often but there now is a distance to the language which no longer feels that natural anymore.
Not surprisingly Bill Nighy is the second one, still very much present. If Steffen Brandt pushed me too London, he was metaphorically standing at the other side of the water pulling me over. If my Danish consists of quotes from TV-2 songs, my English is filled with all possible quotes from films he has been in. He made me realize how cool Brits really were, how I loved the English language, he gave acting a whole new meaning and became the force to get me to give screen writing a go in the first place. Not bad.
The third one however goes quite a bit longer back.
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5 x The Police
Best of – sort of.
1. Driven to Tears
1. Bring on the night
3. Hole in my life
4. Does everyone stare (lyrics : Stewart Copeland)
5. Masoko Tanga
Yours ?
I change my clothes ten times
Before I take you on a date
I’m in a cold sweat, my panic it makes me late
I know you never entered for this
I know
My shots will always miss
My shots will always miss
Does everyone stare this way at you?
I only look this way at you
I change my clothes ten times
Before I take you on a date
I get the heebie-jeebies, and my panic makes me late
I break into a cold sweat reaching for the phone
I let it ring twice before
I chicken out and decide you’re not at home
Does everyone stare the way I do?
I only stare this way at you
I’m gonna write you a sonnet but I don’t know where to start
I’m so used to laughing at the things in my heart
Last of all I’m sorry ‘cos you never asked for this
I can see I’m not your type and my shots will always miss, always miss
Does everyone stare the way I do?
I only stare this way at you