This week in retrospect (incl. Brorson’s Rocktour).

Hey all!,

A couple of things happened this week. No major life changes, but just happening enough to make my everyday go up a notch.

First of all, as you may have discovered if you’re following me on Twitter, I’m off on the tour around Denmark with the rock services, one of the trademarks of Brorson’s Church. I’m blogging from the tourbus, and I hope to continue to do so until we’re home safe around midnight between Wednesday and Thursday.

Looking back on this week, I can tell you that I got a response from the Roskilde Festival (you may already have seen the blog entry) – they kindly declined having me as a blogger.

On Thursday, my choir was back after the annual winter break (which is one week off sometime in February in most institutions in Denmark – except for the Universities; “Time off?! What’s that?!” We only have official holidays (Christmas, Easter, Pentecost, etc.), classes, and time for homework (“Sleep?! What’s that?! Where’s mah drink?”)). Sofie, our director, was sick and had a couple of jobs besides us this week, so she rested her voice only to give place for some checking up on where the choir was with the repetoire, letting others do the solos. We had so much fun!
On my way home, I stranded on the local station for longer than expected due to work on the railways. I couldn’t help but curse it all and was about to want to tell someone where to stuff the time I had to wait in the freezing cold – but that was when I discovered that it wasn’t actually freezing cold anymore, but fairly mild. The snow was melting, there was a sense, a smell, if you will, of spring in the air. As Safri Duo’s “Baya Baya” came on my portable music player, life couldn’t be better.

Brorson’s Church had its almost-monthly rock service on Friday night – and as a voluntary at those services, I was there. I was helping out with cooking dinner, reading prayers with one of the employees, and later on bartending.
Maybe I should explain the concept of the prayer at the rock services: You receive a piece of paper in the doorway as you arrive, and there are pens scattered around the seats. People can then write a prayer; ask God about something, say thanks, or something else. The prayers are then collected during the first song the band plays, the two individuals in charge of the prayers then collect them, sort the usable from jokes and tacky ones, and then go back in, and then, according to the plan, read them aloud, have a moment of silence before Our Lord’s Prayer is said.
That night, there were two prayers praying for loved ones who had passed on; one mentioning an uncle and a cousin who had been left without wife and mother, another mentioning a father who had passed on (recently, it seemed). Both prayers were in my pile. All the way back into the church, all the time up to actually reading the prayers, I had no idea how I would react when I stood there, due to losing my own dad five years and almost a half ago. A girl in the front row broke down in tears – and I couldn’t help but think that it was way to early to lose a parent; she was barely a teenager, barely confirmation age (Lutheran confirmation) – and I was 21 when I lost my dad. It was really moving standing up there.

So, now we’re in the tourbus, going around Denmark, visiting churches with the rock service. It’s an annual thing, my second time this year. I’m in the back of the bus, in the salon, where the TV/DVD/X-Box is.
Within an hour of taking off from the Church, we were pulled over by the police. Just routine, but we couldn’t help but joke about it; knives (the law is pretty tight on knives here in Denmark) and illegal aliens (due to the situation with the Iraqis in the Church this summer, having the Reverend in the bus – and the name of the Church written all over the sides of the bus). But the officers never came down to the back, but only checked up front. As I mentioned before, I think it was just a routine check.
Besides that, we had breakfast, a couple of the others have been playing Guitar Hero, and now we’re watching “Spark of Insanity” (Jeff Dunham – YAY!).

Hopefully, I’ll have time for some for writing a Brock-themed Music Monday entry tomorrow – but for now, it’s lunchtime (yes, we made it all the way to Vejle!). Tonight, we hit Odder Church. I’ll check back in later tonight/tomorrow!

TOT ZIENS! Have a blessed Sunday!

Response from the Roskilde Festival

I got their response as I opened my e-mail tonight:

Dear Blogger

Thank you so much for applying and showing interest for our blogging project. We are sorry to inform you that you have not been selected as one of the nine bloggers.

We have received more than 450 applications for the blogger spots, and we have read and evaluated every single one with great interest. It has been a tough job to choose among so many qualified and interesting applications.

Thanks again for your interest in the project and we hope that you will read the blogs at http://www.roskilde-festival.dk/blog/, where you will be able to post your own comments to the nine blogs and thereby be able to influence the project and participate in a lively, interesting and ever ongoing debate about Roskilde Festival 2010.

Best regards

Roskilde Festival

Oh well.

I’m headed there anyway.

Christianity and Socialism

This is one of those entries where I just vent and rant out of frustration, getting all hotheaded. Of course, I do understand that one can feel slightly stupid when working one’s butt off, only to risk having 60 % of one’s personal earnings taken away (the basic rates were – at least until Dec. 31st, 2009 – app. 35-40 %, depending on the municipality of your residence; additional rates are put into work if you earn a higher amount of money).
Still, knowing that it could save the weakest in society, that I can save someone’s day/education/basic economy/life/etc. (also referring to the blog entry I mention in the end of this one), I’m okay with it. I’m aware that some individuals may take advantage of it, but still – they don’t represent the rest of the lot.

Btw, Graham – I think it’s an amazing step you’re taking. Amazing, awesome, and admirable. Congratulations to the both of you!

Christianity and Socialism
Written in post-Christmas December, 2009.

Yet again, the darling Graham has sent me right up on my soapbox (or just right back behind the keyboard of my computer, quickly entering my dashboard, and adding a new post) with an entry on family matters.
Yes, I have been inspired to write a blog entry by one of his earlier entries, but reading another of his entries had me pausing, thinking for a moment (yup, I’m easily distracted every now and then. But, Graham, Canada?! Wowsies!!!), and the entry ended up as a draft only. It may just be reviewed, polished, and presented on a later occasion (but don’t hold your breath – at least breathe while you stock up on canned goods).

Let me just start with saying that I generally agree with Graham on family/friendly matters; he just reminded me of my opinion on Christianity and socialism – and the handful of reactions from the US I’ve seen on TV. I just started writing in the Comment box, and in the end it seemed to me to be more of a blog entry for my own blog rather than a comment for Graham.

I remember watching something on TV – a sort of news story or somesuch – about a family from the US. It was connected to President Obama and the health care reform.

Not specifically in that news story, but in news from the US in general, socialism seems to be a bad word in the US; something created by the Devil – only one thing seems to be worse (to those it’s not equal to): Communism.

The specific news story in question showed a married couple – I think with one or two children – who were opposed to public health care. They and their children were all covered through their places of work, so they had no need for anything public (apparently). A useful fact for the following is that they are Christians and attending a local church.

They were asked what would one should do if one wasn’t as fortunate as them and couldn’t afford health care. Their answer? They should go to their church for help.

And my reaction? Heck yeah, I got pissed. How about those not being Christian? Not attending church? Not being ABLE to go? Don’t they deserve to be taken care of?

I live in a society based on socialism/social democracy/reformism, and being born and raised here with a universal welfare state, I’m used to high taxes – and through that the right to receive free health care, free education, to receive student grants never to be paid back, to receive social security, pension, etc. from the State, paid through the beforementioned high taxes, no matter my religious and ethnic background, skintone, etc.

Being a Christian, raised by Socialists, listening to sermons about “loving thy neighbor” (and may I just add: “as thyself”!), and having a Reverend (the very Rev from Brorson’s ChurchChurch Sanctuary and all that) re-telling the Parable of the Good Samaritan whenever he gets the chance, it’s beyond me how Christians can’t approve of money being redestributed through a universal welfare state, making sure that everybody are “home” safe.

Yes, I’m a socialist – and I believe that since a country asks people to be legal, good, responsible citizens with legal passports and various other official ID (varying from country to country), paying taxes, the country also has a responsibility to keep its citizens safe; even going as far as to get them home if something serious (illness, harm) happens to them abroad (yes, this USED to be a part of the package in my country).

*sigh* If I didn’t get all of my bitterness out right here, an old blogpost may be dusted off and republished right here on this very blog. Nope, this subject never gets old to me.

Music Monday #3: Roskilde Festival (hindsight)

*sigh* Lateness… Sorry.

On Music Monday this week:
1. Introduction
2. Application for blogging during the Roskilde Festival
3. Favorite Listings
4. Top 5 Most Played Songs on Music Player
5. Drop me a line.

As promised, here’s the Roskilde Festival-themed entry!
This is inspired by applying to blog at the festival’s homepage; what they needed to know was one’s taste in music – and I ended up not only listing what dominates my preferences at the moment, but also mentioning my memories of Roskilde as a testimony of a (hopefully) diverse/eclectic taste in music. I’m trying to use that in this post.

Anyway – here’s the application to start with:

Hi, I’m Unna L. Wildt, I’m 26 years old (27 by the time of the festival) and hailing from Nørrebro in Copenhagen. I’ve been more ore less a regular at the festival since 2002 (only missing 2003). Since then, the festival has been a part of my year – just like Easter, Christmas, and New Year’s; it’s inevitable.

As for placing my taste in music, I’m having a bit of a hard time. My taste and preferences have morphed several times up to the present moment. As I write, I’m listening to Yoav, whose album I downladed from iTunes after hearing him in a podcast of De Sorte Spejdere (The Black Scouts – alas, I discovered the quality of that radio program too late to listen to it live, God bless podcasting). I can listen to much – which my memories of Roskilde are testimonies of – but these days it’s mostly centered around R’n’B/neosoul, hiphop/rap, raggae/ragga/dancehall, and vocal. Singing in a gospel choir, gospel music doesn’t quite escape my everyday, either.

The reason why I started blogging is that I love writing, and I love sharing my thoughts, experiences, photos, videos – even recipies – and receiving responses, maybe even discussing. From what I hear, I’m good at it, too. When it comes to photography and video, I’m an avid photograph; on my phone, which has been in my possession since early November last year, I already took close to 1500 pictures.

I’ll let you judge the quality of the entire thing: http://unnawildt.wordpress.dk

Unna.

EDIT (Feb. 25th, 2010): Of course, I meant http://unnawildt.wordpress.com!

Looking back on Roskilde, my picks this week are:

Five acts in clear memory
Coldplay (2005, 2008)
My memory of Coldplay at Roskilde goes back to 2005. I remember their song “Speed of Sound” roaring over the camp areas of Camping East day after day – and it was (and still is) the perfect soundtrack for the camping areas to me.
Then they came, they saw, they conquered at RF’s Orange Stage last year (2009). They closed the program of Orange Stage with a concert worthy to be played Friday night, Saturday night, AND as the last one of the Orange Stage! LOVING these guys!!!

Green Day (2005)
Oh, c’mon, just HOW can you forget a concert like that?! I don’t know how they do it; as far as I remember, it was their third concert within 24 hours, and still they manage to pull off a show worthy of the six of six tents it got in the next day’s paper.
They pulled up three members of the audience – but not without checking if they could play before being pulled up – and had them play a number with Billie Joe singing the lead. I forgot which song it was, but it was excellent. Billie Joe even gave his guitar to the guy playing it!

Jamie Cullum (2005)
The first I heard of Jamie was the sound of one of his music videos playing on VH1 way back in 2004/2005. It was one of those moments when you just HAVE to get a pen and paper and stay glued to the screen to get the facts down – I did, anyway, without having heard of him or his music before. And he’s stuck to me since. His music reminds me of good times (mainly at the school I attended back then – and what a wonderful school it was, too).

The Royal Danish Opera (2004)
I remember being at the festival with a friend, and we accidentally happened to come by one of the stages (which I double checked at the homepage of the festival – it was at Arena, apparently) where the Royal Danish Opera were already at it. We were fascinated by the presence of opera/classical music of all genres at a rock festival – they were received like true rock stars, and they looked like they felt awesome and just like true rock stars; flattered and humbled, but with humor and damn well proud of and happy to be there, too.

Fatboy Slim (2004)
I still remember dancing like I never danced in public on my own before.
I had gone to the concert starting at 1 AM, ending up in the secondary pit. Fatboy Slim went on DJ’ing, not playing any of his own works – but that was okay, because we were all dancing, having a good time. I remember looking towards the stage to catch a glimpse of him, but couldn’t see him – but finally, I realized that he was at a podium located conveniently at the center, towering over the separation barriers between the mosh pits and secondary pit. I moved closer and closer, and ended up standing as close to Fatboy Slim as I’ve ever been to any other performing artist at Roskilde; almost right under the podium.

Five acts I’d love to experience again
Jamie Cullum
Liam O’Connor
The Streets
The Royal Danish Opera
Coldplay

I don’t dare wishing for Green Day again, as my expectations may just run a bit too high after 2005. Just like RHCP, I think it’s an experience not likely to succeed twice, so let’s just leave it at that.

My Top 5 RF Soundtrack
“Speed of Sound” (Coldplay)
I remember this roaring over the camp area of Camping East in 2005, and to be honest, I’ve kinda missed that ever since. For one thing, the echo in the song makes it perfect for this purpose!

“All At Sea” (Jamie Cullum)
I’m not sure why, but it may contain some longing to get to the sea with no possibilities of contacting the dry land; getting out of your own little sandbox, as you usually do at Roskilde. Plus, there is a bit of echo here, too…

“O Sole Mio” (any given well-trained, talented, operatic tenor with a sense of humor)
This was sung during the concert with the Royal Danish Opera back in 2004.
As it was presented, it was clarified that it isn’t an actual opera aria, but a song widely used by tenors to show off – and boy, did the tenor show off! *LOL* I loved it!

“Road Tripping” (Red Hot Chili Peppers)
Actually, I would initially have picked this one for a trip to a summerhouse in the Danish countryside – probably somewhere on Zealand. But thinking about it, I wanted something by the Red Hot Chili Peppers, and I thought it fits a calm, lazy, sunny day at Roskilde just as well.

“Hospital” (Nephew/L.O.C. (Liam O’Connor))
The one concert saving my night back in 2007 was actually recorded and commercially released on DVD; the live concert at Orange Stage, 07.07.07, with the Danish band Nephew. Not only do I think the World of Nephew, but suddenly, L.O.C. walks out on stage and takes part of the action on this track. Absolutely gorgeous.

The Top 5 most played on my portable music player is as of right now:
Somehow I managed to do… Well, something… Anyway, the playlists on the portable music player cleared, so now the list is different, new and shiny!
1. Slow Me Down (Emmy Rossum)
2. Teardrop (LP Version) (Massive Attack)
3. Stay (Emmy Rossum)
4. 2 Times (Original Radio Edit) (Ann Lee)
5. Falling (Emmy Rossum)

Reactions? Suggestions? Requests? Feel free to comment!

Finishing a chapter, putting it up on the shelf – hopefully for later use.

I wrote this a week ago – but never got around to posting it. I just put the finishing touches on it today, and I still think it deserves to be posted.

Finishing a chapter, putting it up on the shelf – hopefully for later use.
Written on Feb. 13th, 2010.

I know, I know – I haven’t updated for a while. I ended up getting stuck with Music Monday and Follow Friday – and finally, with nothing. Well, that’s only partially true, since I have a couple of themes for Music Monday just waiting to happen, and a couple of posts just waiting to be finished (and have been since December).

Anyway – today I finally got inspiration for kicking life into the blog again (let alone the application for blogging at the Roskilde Festival, which will be a part of Music Monday a couple of days from now).
EDIT: A Roskilde Festival-themed Music Monday will be published tomorrow, on February 22nd.

The subject is my church. MY church! My *official* church.

Today was the closing reception of KirkeAsyl (Church Sanctuary/Asylum). It happened in the crypt of Brorson’s Church, where we had cake, coffee, tea, cookies, a couple of speeches – all in all pretty informal, really. As there has been various fairly different groups in KirkeAsyl, I didn’t know everybody personally (besides the Reverend, of course, and mayhaps one more), but of course I recognized some, who (I think) recognized me back. I think I’ll have to tell you that it was an insider arrangement, so it wasn’t necessarily people of the congregation who attended this (I think I was the only one…).

The Reverend, Per Ramsdal, held one of the best speeches I remember him holding, speaking of energy, courage, and commitment to go through with a project of this magnitude, how proud he was/we (employees and volunteers) were of them choosing Brorson’s Church, and thanked the people involved with this on behalf of himself, the Church, and the employees and volunteers of the Church.

Now, I think that only very few know of my entire/exact church history – but it’s kinda long. The short of the long (as we say in Danish) is that I don’t feel particularly Lutheran (albeit I’m certain that I’m a Protestant), but I’m officially a member of the congregation of Brorson’s Church with Per Ramsdal as my Reverend through perish optionality (sognebåndsløsning – litterally: perish bond release; meaning it being by my own decision) because it feels right. Because of intuition.
I became a member of the congregation and a volunteer in the church in the summer of 2008, a little less than a year before the Iraqis moved into the Church. And whatever happened in and what hailed from the Church since that summer just keeps confirming that I made the right decision.

There is no doubt that I’ve ever been more than happy to say that I officially belong to Brorson’s Church. But after the situation with the Iraqis, proud doesn’t quite cover it – but it’s the best and most descriptive adjective around. Not only do I feel both at home and at ease in the Church – I’ve never got to know a church quicker than Brorson’s – but having the knowledge that I’m in a church which parish council so quickly decided to let refugees stay there, a church which Reverend would defend it so stubbornly, and a church with employees, two of them being new at the time, coping so well (I’m sure it ain’t easy for any of them), and with volunteers – both from KirkeAsyl and from the Church itself – adding so much life and support around it makes me walk with my back straight and a lifted chin.

I know we finished a chapter with closing down KirkeAsyl, but as several people have expressed, hopefully we haven’t shut down the network completely. I certainly don’t wish for more people being unfairly deported or any situation needing the kind of reaction the rejections of the Iraqis got, but I would be sad to see a network like this go to waste. Not only because of the sense of community and solidarity, and because we have had some good times together, but also because it will probably be easier to start up new projects and because I find it to be a VERY ressourceful network – and that’s awesome to have at any given time.

The people behind KirkeAsyl are in the process of making a book about this. It will probably be a year or so before we see the finished result, but I’m really looking forward to check it out!

DEFIBRILLATOR! CHARGE TO 200 JOULES – CLEAR!

*BAMPH*

Okay, needing to kick this thing off again. I apologize for being so absent and template-ish lately.

Hopefully, I’ll be continuing Music Monday and Follow Friday – but of course taking up unfinished drafts, finishing them and publishing them.

“But why now?” I hear you ask (very quietly – but anyway).
Because I like writing.
Because I wanted to have a blog to write on.
Because I now have a blog to write my beloved shit on.
Because I wanted to blog when I become a proffessional.
Because I’ve applied to become a blogger at the Roskilde Festival.
Because all of this requires regular blogging.
And because I might just start getting into the groove now rather than later.

So to stop bullshitting and get on with the show, I’ll leave this post at this and dive into my pile of drafts.