Sara Hammerzmith

You wanna know something. Watching and listening to Phineas & Ferb makes me wonder what the fuck I’m doing with my life. It feels like I’m wasting all these time on nothing. It’s a good thing that the show makes me think – because it makes me re-consider choices of life and what I do. Good thing.

And while we’re on Phineas&Ferb. I always record 05.45 airing of it, but it’s usually the “Isabella and the Sap” thingyepisode, so it never feels worth it. But yet I put it on this morning as well. And I’m glad I did, beacuse this morning they happened to air “I Scream, You Scream”. So NOW,  I posses the full episode.

This week is going to be busy. I had a meeting with the stable today, and on Wednesday I’m off to Gothenburg to see Alice Cooper, and on Thursday I’m heading to Skogsröjet festival. The disturbing part is that I have mixed feelings about it. I want to look forward to it, but I somehow can’t. It’s probably beacuse of the stress for school that happens to have it’s deadline on August 10th, and the fact I have to be away on my birthday. I’ve never been away on my birthday, and I don’t really like the idea either. The only time I’ve been “close” to it was when I was on a ridingcamp back in 2005 on Pickles, and I was only away like four hours. Sure it’ll be cool to see Cooper and all but still…. I prefer to be home. And it’s also the first riding for the semester, apart from this years ridingcamp.

Regarding school… I’m trying so hard to finish this small and simple tasks, but somehow I just can’t. It’s not even difficult. Discuss whether Harry Potter is a classic or not and if it’s right to be so critical towards Disney. 200 and 600 words each. PIECE OF CAKE. This blogentry alone is over 300 words.

But now, Phineas&Ferb began. Abrupt ending.

NP: Backyard Beach – Phineas&Ferb
//Sara

AND OH IT’S THE PILOT.

You know, Vanessa is my favourite character of Phineas&Ferb. There was a few episodes I always wanted to see – “Finding Mary McGuffin”, “Vanessassary Rougness” and “I Scream, You Scream”, as they seemed to focus a lot on Vanessa. I do now, possess both Mary McGuffin and Vanessassary recorded on my TV Box, the only one missing for now would be “I Scream, You Scream”.

I was going away on a ridingcamp for the week, also hosting sleepover which unabled me to watch Phineas&Ferb, so I had my mother and brother record every single P&F episode (which is about 60 episodes!!!) to make sure I wouldn’t miss it, “I Scream, You Scream”. However, as I’ve gotten home, I haven’t watched through all of them since I figured I’d like to save them for the times when I get up too late or too early to watch an episode being aired. But as far as I’ve been watching, it’s been a lot of epic episodes, such as “Roller Coaster: The Musical”, no sign of “I Scream, You Scream”.

So today I saw down with dinner, just in time for the mid-day airing of P&F. I had been reading a lot about Ferb on Phineasandferbwikia and found a funny still from “Run away Runway” and as it started today, that very episode happened to come on! And on top of that, the fashion designer in the show happened to be called Gaston, which I, in my bad humor and also a little bit of irony, I did find it quite fun and pressed record, presumably to be able to share it with Michelle when she got home.

The episode as a whole wasn’t too impressive. It wasn’t boring, but it wasn’t extraordinary. Made me giggle though. But then….

The first thing I see is Isabella in a hospitalbed. And then I notice the name of the episode.

“I Scream, You Scream”.

I just dropped everything, gazed and was amazed. Was it right? Really? No?

“I Scream, You Scream”.

It couldn’t be, right?

But then… I recognize Doofensmirthzexwifeshouseonamountainesomewhere! And Vanessa reading. Then talking about busting her dad.

YES YES YES YES YES YES!!!!!!

FUCK YES!!! FINALLY!!! AFTER ALL THIS TIME!!! (Like three weeks) FINALLY!

And what happens next?

My TVBox stops recording in the middle. I mean, come on? Are you serious?

Gladly, it’s just about to air right now. So I’m going to have to end this abruptly.

EDIT: This is the saddest moment ever. “Run away Runway” didn’t come on. This means, no “I Scream, You Scream”. But oh well. It’s “Vanessassary Roughness” they are airing instead. Wow, I never thought I’d be disappointed by a Vanessa episode. Daym.

// Sara

Today we, once again in what I’d consider a quite short time, recieved bad news regarding the band. We learned that our very beloved keyboardist, Lady Awa has decided to leave the band.

I don’t really know where to start with this. Awa, Awa, Awa…. Where do we begin.

Awa was actually the first member of Lordi I ever saw – when I was entering Eurovision’s official website, the first thing that caught my eye was Awa (Arockalypse era) and she SCARED ME. To death. And from that moment I hated Lordi. For like, a week. And because of this, she became my first favorite member, even though my love for Kita would grow stronger, I never really let go of this lovely lady.

I got to meet her for the very first time in September 2006, and that is one of my fondest memories. After Kita and I was “done” so to speak, and my friend was busy with OX (hahaha) she walked up to me and, in Swedish surprisingly (Yeah, I know she speaks Swedish, but it still surprised me!) and asked me if I lived in Gothenburg and that she really liked the town. I just nodded. SO CORNY, but the fuck, I was fangirling on the inside and didn’t know what to say to her. At least she took her time, and god how I love her for that.

Sadly, this is the only REAL memory I have of her. Sure – I met her twice after this, but we didn’t interact much more than a simple hug and exchanging (insecure) looks at each other. Never the less, I found her to always be very polite and kind to one another.

I can honestly say, that even though she didn’t have the biggest part in the shows, I’ll miss her. I kinda liked the fact she wasn’t so overexposed, that she had her little moment with “The Rebirth of the Countess” or the umbrella pre-Deadache. She was a talented musician, and in all honesty, she wasn’t the one I’d expect to leave in the first place.

However, I do respect her decisions, and I understand them. I wish her ALL the luck to whatever she does in the future, and she’ll always be close to me heart, a dead countess or not. I love you always, Lady Awa.

And, sadly, you know the drill by now. Now is the point were I want ALL Of you readers to write down your memories, feelings, get out your aggression, points of view, well ANYTHING regarding Awa. If you’ll miss her, how much you love her… yeah you get it!

// Sara

God. Damn. It. 

I have literally not been blogging since last month. What the hell is wrong with me. Not sure. What happened since last, well, I saw Sister live. That was nice, sadly the crowds here in Karlstad SUCKS. We were two fans there, and not many did even make the EFFORT for the band. That is so tragic. But nonetheless, we spent some short amount of time with the boys after the show, and that was well nice. Thanks for that!

Copyright by me

Alright, what else. Well, I did the mistake to turn in on DisneyChannel out of boredome. Came across a show called “Phineas & Ferb” that I’ve seen trending on Twitter and also heard being hyped in series like “The Middle”. Alright, what may this be? I wasn’t too impressed with the previous shows I had seen on DC, so I didn’t expect much of this.

Biggest. Mistake. Ever. Why? Because now I’m HOOKED. So badly HOOKED on P&F that I plan my entire fucking life AFTER how the show airs. It’s like my universe is not symmetric if I’m not seeing P&F. This is SO RIDICULOUS, but it’s something about that triangle guy, their agent platypus and the lonely villain that just appeals to me. Favecharacter though is Vanessa, you know, Doofenshmirtz daughter? I love her.

(Source: Phineas&Ferb wikia)

And last, but not least, I spent a week together with my fantastic girls in the GroupieBFFs and we had an unforgettable week. However, I figured I’d write about it tomorrow.

Alright, over and out, I got some essays to write!

NP: Disco Miniature Golfing Queen – Phineas&Ferb
// Sara

Alright, here’s the deal. I haven’t updated since Sweden Rock, because I haven’t had the time or been arsed to do so. But now I’m back on track. I figured I’d enlighten you a bit with whats actually going on.

Sweden Rock, was awesome. I had such a blast, and I simply can’t wait to do it all over again. Sadly, it’s quite a while ’til we do so. I got to see some and meet some of my favourite bands once more, and you know… you can’t put a feeling to love.

I went to the premiere of the movie “Rock of Ages”.. and what can I say. Probably one of the best films I’ve seen, ever. We’re gonna see it again this weekend, and I can’t wait. It’s like a Disneymovie, the storyline is taken from books like “The Dirt” and “Welcome to the Jungle” and the music is written by some of the best ‘composers’ in the world. But I couldn’t help myself from singing and dancing. Who the fuck could really?

I also got my new Gameboygames I won on Ebay a week ago, “Beauty & The Best”, “Hercules” and “Aladdin”. So far I’ve only tried out “Beauty and the Beast” because I really want my little corner in the room to be done before I start play even more. Hihi.

Also, today, Steel Panther confirmed the Sweden tour I was awaiting. We were originally about to go to two gigs in the UK, but as Satchel told us on Sweden Rock that they’d do a European tour around it, I was pretty much just awaiting Swedish, or at least Scandinavian dates. And now they’re here. What ‘sucks’ about them, is that they are on October 23rd and 24th. That is TWO days after Sabaton, and THREE days before Badmouth. WHY IS EVERYTHING, HAPPENING ON THE SAME TIME? Gladly, we managed to build it together pretty smoothly. In case anyone wants to join our journey, you’re free to join! Just let us know.

My hamster is running around on the floor like crazy and I should get on with my Disneyassignment in school. Or clean. Soon enough I’ll have a break from work at least!

NP: The Carolean’s Prayer – Sabaton
// Sara

Currently listening to the soundtrack of Beauty and the Beast while finishing a delayed take home exam. Better late then never, huh? At least that’s how I see it.

I haven’t quite melted yet that Sweden won Euro fucking vision this year, it’s just… yeah. I’m euphoric about it. I’ve gotten slightly apathetic and people have tried to congratulate me (or well, that we won you know since they know I love this contest more than pretty much anything) and tried to talk to me about it. Usually I’m very talkative when it comes to ESC and can sometimes get too far and too much into it so people don’t keep up, but now… I can’t say a word. They try to ask me what countries I liked this year, and I can’t remember. It’s like the sign “SWEDEN – WINNER OF EUROVISION SONG CONTEST 2012” gave a total blackout. I don’t remember anything. Nothing. Sorry dearest, in a month or so I guess we’ll be able to discuss Eurovision normally again. And we shall do it deeper than ever.

One thing that this victory set off with me was inspiration. For instance, I opened up the savingsaccount for ESC as I always talked about. The recent years that we’ve been attending it has sort of been weeks before it we’ve been like “OMG we need money!” but now I’ve decided to start save for it in time. And always keep a fund for it.

Sad part is, there is no time to be too eurphoric. Next week Sweden Rock hits off, and I’m not sure if I have actually written anything about it here, but me and my fellow mate Michelle will be covering it for Hårdrock.com and today we happened to get our first, and probably only, interview booked and ready. We were pretty… euphoric about that too, haha. So now comes those preparations. Making up an interview, practice it, and with the scheme of signing sessions that will occur, we’ve started to get a pretty busy and heavy schedule. Especially on Thursday. But fuck, we will manage it.

If I in 2011 managed to get back to Köln from Düsseldorf, pick up my ticket and get back in time for ESC, We can fix this. Can’t we? Of course. Now I however need to get back to my take-home exam. I need to have it done before Sweden Rock to take  out my stress a little. Regarding Stala&SO., I might finish it before Sweden Rock. Probably will.

Sorry for all the Eurphoria puns and ESC talk.

NP: Beauty and the Beast – Celine Dion & Pebo Bryson
// Sara

I CANNOT BELIEVE THIS

SWEDEN HAVE WON EUROVISION SONG CONTEST 2012, WITH THE SAME NUMBER ___LORDI____ WON EUROVISION WITH!!!

Of course this happens when I wasn’t present

BUT IT DOESN’T MATTER

SWEDEN

WON

EUROVISION

HOW

COULD

I EVER

No. I can’t. I don’t know where to fucking go, to excited. And I have stable work tomorrow. FUCK YES FUCK YES FUCK YES I’M SO HAPPY I COULD DIE

ASJDLASJDLJDASLJDALSJFASLJFSLDJFSLDJFSLDFJSLDFJSDLJ!!!!

CANNOT WAIT TIL NEXT YEAR.

NEXT YEAR I’M TELLING YAH.

// SARA

PS. I MAY NOT FINISH STALA&SO THING BUT I DON’T CARE RIGHT NOW

I have to get better updating this thing. What the hell is wrong with me. Either way, it’s been around three weeks since this happened, so it’s not really new but alright, here it goes.

As you know, I occasionally travel to Finland to see Stala&SO. But this time, they came here. To us. To Sweden. It was pretty mindfucking, and somewhat exciting. First time in Sweden. How awesome isn’t that. We destined to go to all three shows, Stockholm, Trollhättan and Växjö and our tour starts in Stockholm.

My company for this trip was, you may say as usual, Argo from Estonia. One of the best concertbuddies, if you ask me. We had decided to meet at the busterminal in Stockholm, and while I was waiting for him, outside the restroom, I noticed a few things that upsets me. First of all, I was inside the restroom to change clothes, to get to the concert as fast as possible, and during that I heard the guard talk to a few people. The first one was an italian traveller who needed to use the bathroom before the bus took off, but only had a fiver. You see, you need to possess a golden ten crown to be able to get in. Even though she was clearly not from Sweden (I also know this because she was on the bus from my town to Stockholm) and actually at least had a fiver, the guard didn’t let her in. If I hadn’t been in a clothingchange, I’d have paid for her.

The next incident was another italian dude from the same gang, who at first didn’t have any money at all, rejected again. Then he left, and got some money and came back. The guard had been cleaning or something I guess, cause he hadn’t seen the fella put in any money, SEEN him, even though I heard it. And what does he do? Sure, I didn’t _see_ this, but this was happening right outside my stall, and as it appears, he was getting physical with this guy. The italian guy told the guard that he had paid (which he had) but the guard wouldn’t believe him and got physical (judging from all the “Get off me” and “Let go of me” that was coming from the italian). Eventually the guard let him go, else I’d have been so fucking mad I’d have raged at him.

I wonder why I didn’t actually do that while I was there. I just think it’s fucking ridiculous. If you’re gonna work with people you need to have some fucking compassion, and they clearly 1) wanted to pay but couldn’t. and 2) was in a hurry and 3) wasn’t from Sweden, so they have no need in carrying Swedish coins. I decided to stay put outside while waiting when I was done in case any other would run into problems with him again, so I could pay for them. Argo arrived a little bit later and we started walking to our hotel.

You see, the beauty with Micro is that it’s so close to everything. You literally need to do no more than walk up the shoppingstreet and then turn right and walk up that road and BAM you’re there. We checked in and everything went smooth. We sat down for a short moment to rest and unpack and get stuff ready for tomorrow before we decided to finally get going. To find the place.

I decided to try to use a navigator in my new phone… but the thing is, that I had written down the wrong streetnumber. So technically the phone did no wrong, but damn if I was pissed. We ended up at Nalen, which is pretty much on the other side of where we were supposed to be! I called my mother, as I always do when I get stuck, and the first thing she said was basically “Bitch please, you got the number wrong”. And with her little help we did find our way to the “arena” which was Harry B James. Yes. I know what a shame it is to not find my way to Harry B James. But that’s what it’s like when you brain is stuffed with a lot of stuff on the same time.

We went inside and to our happiness, no entrance fee! We asked at the bar regarding it, but they said that since we got there so early (as it was still ‘restaurant time‘) it was no need to do so! So we sat down with a drink.

It felt so weird to see Stala&SO.’s backdrop on a stage in Sweden. And to see it on Harry B James. We were basically just sitting and staring and discussing it when le wild band appeared….

TO BE CONTINUED

// Sara

So yeah…. That was an interesting kind of event! A few more hours passed, and all of a sudden le wild queue appears! Or no, not really.Two guys went to stand in line for the door, so we figured it was about time we do too. And then as we got there they disappeared, what the hell. All of a sudden after that, people DID come to join up in line, and that’s how we met the lovley swedish sisters Tanja and Sandra! They were the next ones to get in line and they just happened to be swedish. Awesome stuff!

Michael Starr passed us again and this time took the time to high-five the four of us (Me, Michelle,Tanja and Sandra) before going inside. Another hour passed while we were getting to know our new mates and making up strategies for the upcoming gigs. Satchels side, a little towards Michaels side. Eventually, they finally let us in and since we were the first in, we could have our damn pick of places to stay. So, naturally, Satchels side, a bit toward Michaels. We took turns picking up some merch that we’ve been thinking about and then the next wild wait began.

However, the wait wasn’t too long you know. The supportband, for this evening was The Treatment and they began pretty much as expected. And these guys… Mind = Blown. Seriously, what an energy they had! I’ve seen some energetic shit in my life, but this was just out of control! They literally jumped around the whole stage like I don’t know what and extremly outgoing and having great contact with the audience. I was well pleased! Not my first choice of musice maybe, but it was enjoyable!

Half an hour later the actual show began and I must say that the show today was a bit better. Not sure if it only has to do with the murdering audience or if the band actually had better energy, but I’m pretty certain they did. It was just… you know. Better. All in all. And also, that they replaced “Let Me Cum In” with “The Shocker” made it even better. Love it!

I love these guys.

Afterwards we pretty much ditched the arena as soon as possible and having troubles finding a seat outside, we went to a dining place to have some food, and then go back to the arena. We were actually looking for Sandra and Tanja, but instead of finding them we end up meeting Michael Starr. Again. And this time he stopped by us and had a little chat. 

The strange thing about this, is the fact he didn’t stop by for any one else. We were the only ones he personally stopped for. I don’t know why, but fuck if I’m grateful. I think it’s because he saw us there earlier the same day. Now I can’t wait to get to Sweden Rock you know.

After this we hooked up with a couple of guys who had attended the concert, one from Malmö, Fredrik and a guy from Copenhagen, Alex for a small sort of afterparty at his rehearsal lot, where we also got to spend the night. See, places to stay always work out when you’re on the road, especially if you’re kind and give the benefit of the doubt. We left his place around 10am and hit the airport.

The epic, sad, fun thing about this is, when we stepped out of the subway at Kastrup… “The Bells Of Notre Dame” ending reprise got on. It’s one of the most epic endings on a Disney movie ever, and having it played JUST THE MOMENT we stepped onto the airport… gave me mixed feelings. It was like my iPod (who shuffles all the songs) knew this was the ending of an epic trip.

We collected our stuff from the luggagewardrobekindofthing and sat down close to our trainstation and at first repacked the whole shit. And I’m telling you, it doesn’t fucking matter where the hell we are.WE ALWAYS MAKE A MESS. Even if we are at a fucking airport.

When we finally repacked everything we sat down to watch “The Black Cauldron”.I was very surprised in how… dark and scary it actually was. The Hunchback for instance, you have to be a bit older (or at least wiser) to see the dark themes in it. But The Horned King in this one just freaked me out. How he collected corpses from graves and not to mention Gurgi… Owh. cutest character.

Well, actually, in the middle of the movie we had boarded our train and when we had a change in Gothenburg we decided to go to Subway for dinner/lunch/Something. And it was at this epic location the first drafts for the parody “The Hairspray Of Gothenburg” were written. More to be exact, the song “The Hair Of Gothenburg” were written. Epic location indeed. And epic time.

During the last trainride on three hours we managed to discuss the language differencies on Disneylyrics, sing “Aveda Kedavra” a couple of times, sing “the Hair Of Gothenburg” a couple of times and being informed by a witness of Jehova. Pretty smashing if you ask me.

And then… we… were home. From a ridiculously epic trip. One of the best I have ever fucking made. Thanks for everything, everyone!
// Sara

We got up early in the morning for us to hit the flight to Copenhagen and for Sofia to leave us and go home. I love coming to new places. I’ve been in Copenhagen/Denmark before, but it was fucking awesome to finally do a concert there! We got there rather early, somewhat around 10 in the morning. First thing we did was to sit down for breakfast, getting ready for the show and then hitting Amager Bro. It was lovely.

Ok really, it wasn’t much different than a usual town I guess, but I just love discovering new places and even though it’s almost the same as Sweden it felt somewhat different. We did immidiatly look for the concertarena, and after a long walk with a bad GPS we finally saw the big american tour bus which belonged to Steel Panther outside Amager Bio. We weren’t sure however if this was the front, so we took a walk around the block to realize that hell yes, this was the front! We sat down on the benches outside to chill for  abit, talking to some autographhunters… staring the shit out of the supportband… sining The Ticking Noise… before we eventually decided to go get some food at the closest McDonalds.

Afterwards we just got back to the arena and to the very bench we had already been at, but this time we had some company, around the corner of the house. They were playing Steel Panther on this huge radio and we figured we’d battle. With Michelle’s tiny iPhone. Sure, why not you know.

We made up a little “language” if you’d like, so if we’d see anyone from the band we’d say their first letter in their stagename and then name the clock in which direction they were coming. Like “S nine o’clock” or “Z ten o’clock” you know (S = Satchel, Z =Zadinia). So we were sitting there, starting to battle… when I see someone I recognize. I had seen a couple of long haired blondes earlier today, but you know. I remember faces insanely well so there was no doubt who this was. I mumbled silently to Michelle that he was coming, but she didn’t hear me. She had just pu on “Fat Girl” and managed to pause it RIGHT before he starts singing to hear what I say.

She pauses the song. And then you hear a “I saw her drinking beer, eating peanuts by the bar“. THE LOOK ON MICHELLES FACE, and mine too for that matter, must have been fucking priceless. Michael fucking Starr smiled at us and shouted “Thats a great song!”. Starstruck as we were, we couldn’t say any more than just give him thumbs up. What the hell do you even say? After he passed us, Satch and Zadinia came too. The thing is, Stix resembles Harri from Honey Hellraiser, like, ALOT. So yes. I did stare the shit outta Stix, just to make sure it wasn’t actually Harri. This made Stix so suspicious he had to cover himself up, haha. Poor guy. Satchel just looked at us with this “Hahaha, you don’t know who I am” kind of look. Bitch please, who’d you think you’re kidding?

The saddest must have been when le wild Lexxi appeared. All the guys had left. And he was left alone. He wandered around where we were sitting, staring unsure at us and his surrondings and trying to call someone. They fucking left him. Poor guy. However, we weren’t sure how he’d react if we told him where they went, so we pretty much let it be. And as far as I’m concerened, he found them later on.

TO BE CONTINUED

//Sara