Jul i Angora

Yah, it's christmas. And so here comes a little christmas song, from comedy series Drengene fra Angora.
So lean back, have some egernpølse and listen, or read, or whatever...But be warned, it's pretty vulgar. And it's actually better if you know the characters /D

Merry Christmas everybody~




Lyrics

Så det` jul, det' tid til glögg og and
Sneen daler i Angoras land
Jeg skal hjem og pudse mit klaver - så lyder det godt
Mit talent er noget der imponerer
Og Kåre du har drukket juleøller i en mængde der er ekstrem - Kåre? Kåre?
Nemlig ja, ja nemlig ja, ja nemlig ja, det` ingen problem

Nu det` jul i Angora
Så skal vi sataneme hjem til mor - eller mutter
Ja det skal vi da, men også hjem til far
Nu det` jul i Angora
Så skal fandme ud og score
Nej, det skal vi ik`, vi skal danse om et træ

Hutt go nievo Vlad i Gagarin
Hold da kæft! Hva` er det I sir` I fede russersvin? - Totalt perkeragtigt
Simon er en dum, dum, dum, dum én - Hva'? Prettyface!
Styr jer grydehår og tændstikben - Grrrr! Han kaldte dig for tændstikben!
Jeg har sunget sange og lavet mad med menneskelort i
Jeg har... Nej, det fungerer overhovedet ik` - Nej, nej, nej

Nu det` jul i Angora
Vi skal ha` mad med lort og porrer
Nej det skal vi ik`, vi skal ha` juleand
Nu det` jul i Angora
Ohhh, my mother is a slutty whore
Ja det ved vi godt, det er ikke vores problem - No. It`s no problem

Go`daw far!
Go`daw Ryan, go`daw Flemming. Er i kommen for hjælpe mig med at pynte juletræet?
Næh, vi er såmænd bare kommet med en bette julehilsen til dig.
Ja, glædelig jul, din gamle idiot.
Nåh!

Nu det` jul i Angora
Mine briller de er store
Det er juletid, så ønsk dig et par nye
Nu det` jul i Angora
Nå, så ska` vi ha` en bette juleøl da. - Yeehaaaa! Skål i skideskuret!

Ja vi skal bælle øl og ønske glædelig jul - Merry Christmasses
Ja vi skal bælle øl og ønske glædelig jul - Grüß Gott
Ja vi skal bælle øl og ønske glædelig jul


Translation

So it's Christmas, it's time for glogg and duck
Snow is falling in Angoras Land
I'll go home to polish my piano - That sounds good
My talent is something that impresses
And Kåre you've been drinking Christmas beers in a quantity which is extreme - Kåre? Kåre?
Exactly yes, yes exactly yes, yes exactly yes, that's no problem*

Now it's Christmas in Angora
Then we should darned get home to mom - or Mother
Yes so will we, but also home to Dad
Now it's Christmas in Angora
So should we get fucking out and booze
No, we shouldn't, we should dance around a tree

Hutt go nievo Vlad i Gagarin
Shut up! What are you saying, you fat russian pigs? - Totally wog-like
Simon is a dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb one - What? Pretty Face!
Steer your pothair and matchsticklegs - Grrrr! He called you matchstickleg!
I have sung songs and made food with human shit
I have ... No, That doesn't work at all - No, no, no

Now it's Christmas in Angora
We will have food with shit and leeks
No, we won't, we will have christmasduck
Now it's Christmas in Angora
Ohhh, my mother is a slutty whore
Yes, we know that well, it's not our problem - No. It `s no problem

Gidday dad!
Gidday Ryan, gidday Flemming. Did you come to help me to decorate the Christmas tree?
Nah, we actually just came with a little Christmas greeting to you.
Yah, Merry Christmas, you old jerk.
Nåh!

Now it's Christmas in Angora
My glasses they're big
It's Christmastime, so wish for a new pair
Now it's Christmas in Angora
Well, so we should have a little Christmas beer then. - Yeehaaaa! Cheers in the shithouse!*

Yes we'll guzzle beer and wish Merry Christmas - Merry Christmasses
Yes we'll guzzle beer and wish Merry Christmas - Grüß Gott
Yes we'll guzzle beer and wish Merry Christmas


Notes

Nemlig Ja - This maybe sounds a little bit stupid in english, but Kåre actually rarely says other things than "Ja nemlig ja" (Yes exactly yes), "Det' ingen problem" (That's no problem), "Nå", or "Jajaja"... things like that...

Skål i skideskuret (Cheers in the shithouse) - As far as I know, it means something like "Cheers, and all's well"


See the whole episode here

And (among others) a making of here 
 

Bock & Nygaard

Some hilarious videos (as I think), by two Jonas Nielsens.
Yeah, they actually share the same name and have only different middlenames (Bock and Nygaard), and they met for the first time in the kindergarten. Strange coincidence...


(Actually, me an a friend used to do the same thing with the elevator doors, when we were at a youth hostel, last october /D)



More can be found on their Youtube-Account

Undo Your Mind

A fantastic song from faroese singer/songwriter Eivør Pálsdóttir. And that "dark fairytale"-atmosphere (or however you call it) of the video is just stunning <3



Awesomeplz!

Lyrics:

In the water, crystal clear
On the earth and in the air
In the shadow, in the light
In the day, and in the night

Filled with fear, filled with faith
The one who's true, the one who betrays
Will you surrender, before it's too late
Do you believe in the golden gate

I can feel it all around
In every song, in every sound
In the mountains, in the trees
Feel it in the air, I breathe

Hear the whisper, in your ear
I'm in love, I do not fear
Inside your heart, beneath your skin
It's in the dream, you're living in

Can you rise from the dirt
Can you love, like you've never been hurt
If you been hurt, can you still believe
can you set your spirit free
undo your mind
undo your mind


You are the seeker, you are the child
You are the lion, running wild
You are the master, you are the slave
You are the door, in your hiding place

I can feel it all around
In every song, in every sound
In the mountains, in the trees
Feel it in the air, I breathe
undo your mind
undo your mind
undo your mind

Thomas Holm // Ikea

A song about Ikea. This is, what the world was waiting for! \°u°/
Thomas Holm's lyrics are always somewhat funny with a portion of (self)irony. I like ~
http://www.thomasholm.nu/



Lyrics:
Vi sku' en tur i IKEA
En fredag eftermiddag
I din fætters Toyota
For der var et par småting vi sku' ha'
Men allerede på vej derud
Begyndte det at gå galt
Og du blev lynhurtigt skide sur
Bare fordi jeg bad dig om at slappe lidt af

Vi sku bare ha' en klapstol
Et par skabe og en Billy reol
Og alting var fryd og gammen
Og vi var næsten lige flyttet sammen
Men der var ikke nogen parkeringsplads
Og der var udsolgt af de hvidvinsglas
Vi havde krydset af i kataloget
Og vi kommer aldrig i IKEA igen

Vi blev væk fra hinanden
For du sku' se dig lidt omkring
Efter duftlys, kopper og kander
Og alle mulige andre ligegyldige ting
Men du kom hurtigt tilbage
Med en pude der var helt ubeskrivelig grim
Og du så knap så fornøjet ud
Da jeg sagde: "Den kan du godt glemme alt om og få med hjem"

Vi sku' bare ha en klapstol
Et par skabe og en Billy reol
Og alting var fryd og gammen
Og vi var næsten lige flyttet sammen
Men der var udsolgt af de hvidvinsglas
Som vi sku' bruge til vores indflytterfest
Og der var ombygning i kantinen
Og vi kommer aldrig i IKEA igen

Men kæden den sprang først for alvor af
Da du ville op og se
På legetøj og børnemøbler et sted på første sal

Der var stille i bilen
På hele køreturen hjem
Og jeg tog mig en nat inde i stuen
På vores nyindkøbte gæsteseng

Vi sku' bare ha' en klapstol
Et par skabe og en Billy reol
Og alting var fryd og gammen
Men i IKEA ramlede alting sammen
For der var ikke nogen parkeringsplads
Og der var udsolgt af de hvidvinsglas
Du havde krydset af i kataloget
Og vi kommer aldrig i IKEA igen
Nej, vi kommer aldrig i IKEA igen


Translation:
We had a trip to IKEA
One Friday afternoon
In your cousin's Toyota
Because there were a few things we should have
But already on the way out there
It started to go wrong
And you were quickly damn mad
Just because I asked you to relax a little

We should just have a folding chair
A few lockers and a Billy bookcase
And everything was bliss
And we almost moved in together
But there was no parking
And they were sold out of the white wine glass
We had marked in the catalog
And we'll never come to IKEA again

We were away from each other
'Cause you should 'look around
After scented candles, cups and jugs
And all sorts of other unimportant things
But you came back quickly
With a pillow that was indescribable ugly
And you looked just as pleased
Then I said, "Forget it and get back home"

We should just have a folding chair
A few lockers and a Billy bookcase
And everything was bliss
And we almost moved in together
But there was no parking
And they were sold out of the white wine glass
We should use for our housewarming
And there was alteration in the canteen
And we'll never come to IKEA again

But the final straw was not until
You would up and look
After toys and children's furniture somewhere on the first floor

It was quiet in the car
On the whole car ride home
And I adjourned one night to the livingroom
On our newly purchased guest bed

We should just have a folding chair
A few lockers and a Billy bookcase
And everything was bliss
But at IKEA everything fell apart
Because there was no parking
And they were sold out of the white wine glass
You had marked in the catalog
And we'll never come to IKEA again
No, we'll never come to IKEA again

Jeg Har Ikke Lyst Til At Dø // Video

The video of Jeg har Ikke Lyst Til At Dø has been released on November the 12th and is now also available on the website of D.E.T.


Jeg Har Ikke Lyst Til At Dø from Copenhagen Records on Vimeo.

It's maybe none of those "omg that's art!!1"- videos but one of those, that make me kind of happy because the occuring people appear very authentic. Yeah, i can be made happy pretty easy /D
Oh and I absolutely adore the McDonalds-Scenes <3

An article about the mentioned film Østjylland Dreaming (at the end of the video) can be found here at Ekko and the Google-translated version here.
I can't wait to watch it. Even if it sounds pretty creepy with the slaughter stuff...

De Eneste To // first album

Grüß Gott and welcome to my (second) blog!

Yush, I already have another blog at FC2, which is about my art-stuff. But to keep it clean of my private shit (because I don't think, my readers there want to know about it), I start this one. I think, due to my current obsession with (danish) music, this blog will primarily be related to it (especially my fandoms lol). But we'll see about that~

Oh, If someone wondered about the blog-title: Egernpølse means "squirrel-sausage". It occured in a christmas-episode of the danish show "Drengene fra Angora". (This one)

But let's get down to music.

Yesterday I recieved my copy of the first album of De Eneste To! And I love it even more than excepted!

De Eneste To consist of Peter Sommer and Simon Kvamm, who are both very popular in Denmark and so their album took logically the first place of the danish album charts immediately.

awesome album is awesome <3

And because I'm such a nice person, I'll share one of my favourites with you:

Jeg Har Ikke Lyst Til At Dø 

(I hope it works at all)

Lyrics:

Jeg har lyst til at smage alle frugter på hylden
Og til at være bred nok til selv at tage skylden
Jeg har lyst til at købe hele Nike og sige ro på
Far her, han skal nok give jer sko på
Jeg har lyst til at ta’ en bid af et kraftværk
Og spytte det ud og lade det stå om sitrende hærværk
Jeg har ikke lyst til at dø!

For 117. gang skal vi køre rutinen
Stikke fingeren i jorden og så vende maskinen
Der er så trygt i kabinen
Vi skal nok komme ned, det er der nogen der vil sørge for
Spørg mig ikke hvordan, og spørg mig ikke hvorfor
For jeg fatter det ikke
Men jeg har ikke lyst til at dø!

Jeg har lyst til at hoppe så jeg støder mod loftet
Dét loft som er lavet af gud-ved-hvem
Jeg har lyst til at få mig et landsted
Og starte en festival op fra bunden i Grindsted
Jeg har lyst til at slå en mand med slips lige i fjæset
Og sige bliv du bare liggende i græsset
Jeg har ikke lyst til at dø!

Det er tungen ud af halsen og smage på det hele
Det sidste glas vand jeg ønsker at dele
Og vi skal drikke det hele
Alt på én gang, en gang uden ender
Bag hver en dør, folk jeg kender
Vi kalder os venner
Og vi har ikke lyst til at dø!

Jeg har lyst til at skære mit hjerte ud til min datter
Og sige til folk der ikke vil have børn, de ikke fatter
En skid, skide være med projekterne i banken
Det er liv der tæller, og ikke tanken
Om liv, som kan rive og buldre og brage og pibe
Som man kan have for en tid, men som man så må give
Men jeg vil ikke give mit liv, fra mig endnu
Jeg har ikke lyst til at dø!

Translation:

I feel like tasting all the fruits on the shelf
And to be crocked enough to take the blame
I feel like buying the entire Nike and say calm down
Father here, he'll give you shoes
I feel like taking a bite of a power plant
And spit it out and leave it on quivering vandalism
I don't feel like dying!

For the 117th time we run routine
Poke your finger into the soil and then turn the machine
It is so confident in the cabin
We'll come down, there's someone who will ensure
Don't ask me how, and don't ask me why
Because I don't get it
But I don't feel like dying!

I feel like jumping, then I bump the ceiling
That ceiling, which is made by god-knows-who
I feel like getting me a country house
And start a festival from scratch in Grindsted
I feel like beating a man with a tie right in his face
And say just stay lying down in the grass
I don't feel like dying!

The tongue is hanging out and tastes it all
The last glass of water I want to share
And we will drink it all
All at once, a time without end
Behind every door, people I know
We call ourselves friends
And we don't feel like dying!

I feel like cutting out my heart for my daughter
And tell people who don't have children, they do not understand
Shit, fuck the projects in the Bank
It's life that counts, not the idea
About life, which can tear and rumble and crash and pipe
Which you can have for a while, but which you have to give then
But I will not give my life from me yet
I don't feel like dying!


De Eneste To at iTunes 
Buy their stuff at targetshop.dk

So, that's it for today. Vi ses~