The Justin Bieber Experience by a non-belieber

As is universally known now, I met Justin Bieber on Saturday. I am not really a JB fan, the only song I can sing along is Boyfriend and I know the chorus of Baby, but my dear friend Niko wanted to meet him, so I obediently tagged along.

When given my wristband, I was told: "Unless you want to be strangled, please hide it." I did. I love my life too much to let it be taken away at a Justin Bieber gig. Right that instant a little girl came up to me to ask me how I got the m&g. My heart broke to let her down. We moved on to the VIP entrance, where a lot of fangirls were waiting. After a while, we were let in, but not after girls grabbed me by the arm and screamed "WHERE DID YOU GET THAT BRACELET?" at me. I was very scared.

We were led inside and I thought it would be a short wait. I was wrong. He was 4 hours late. It was the longest wait in the history of waiting. Niko was stressing like I usually do and I just tried hard to keep myself from jumping out of the window. Around 9, we were finally led to the M&G room. There was a queue and every time a girl met him, they would run past us whilst crying hysterically. I found it very amusing. We finally got into the room. Justin was drooling over Niko's jacket. I said hey and wanted to stand next to him but security yelled that I had to go to the other side. Okay, whatevs. Justin loved Niko's jacket so much that he wanted an individual picture with Niko. I was happy for that bitch as he had been moaning about getting one for ages.

After that, we went to our seats but as all the girls stood on the chairs, we instead moved to the middle of the venue. There was a large open space which was nice. The countdown began. The screaming became unbearable during the last 10 seconds. Then the intro started. I actually loved the intro as it was very well done. To keep it short, I liked the show, loved the dancing, could barely hear the singing due to the screaming, but I was glad it was all over as I got really tired of the constant noise.

It took us hours to get back home because everybody and their mother left the venue at the same time. It was quite the experience and although the show was ok I won't go again anytime soon. I can't handle so many fangirls together.

Here's a video about my experience:



The Justin Bieber experience by a non-belieber. from Ingrid Chant on Vimeo.

And our picture:

This will make you smile..

Inspiring person: Johnny Cash

It is time for another blog about an inspiring person. Today, I would like to talk about the late Johnny Cash.

Ever since I was a little girl, my dad made me listen to his music. He was a huge fan of Johnny Cash, mainly because of his attitude and the fact that the only thing the man was interested in was play his guitar and sing his songs. It is true that he wasn't the best singer around, but his voice had a raw edge to it and the imperfection made it stand out from his peers. He was known as a story-teller. His songs are all tales about his life or fictional characters and I have always been attracted to singers who are able to tell a story.
He was the man in black, always dressed in this colour during live performances. He would always start his performance with the same phrase: "Hello, I'm Johnny Cash." He performed in the Netherlands once and I asked my father why he didn't go, as he was part of the fan club and all. He said that there wasn't really anything interesting to see as he just stood there with his guitar singing songs. It might be boring in comparison to the massive productions nowadays, but I think it is interesting to see an artist with just his instrument, performing his songs.

Apart from his music career, I find the story of his love life very touching. He was first married to someone else, until he met June Carter, the love of his life. They were inseparable and she helped him kick off from his many addictions. June died in 2003 and only 4 months later, Johnny passed away as well. They say it was caused by complications caused by diabetes, but the general opinion is that really, he died because of a broken heart.

One of my favourite quotes of his is:

"You build on failure. You use it as a stepping stone. Close the door on the past. You don't try to forget the mistakes, but you don't dwell on it. You don't let it have any of your energy, or any of your time, or any of your space."

As someone who is prone to stress, this is very inspiring to me and it tells me to let go of all worries because you can't change the mistakes you make.

Now I would like to share some videos with you:

With June Carter:

My favourite song:

His very last song:

You must watch this...

This my darlings, is what a real artist is. Being able to sing without a microphone in front of so many people and still sounding so powerful and pure, that is talent.

Music Confession Tuesday

So I stumbled upon this song again today. I used to listen to this when I was a little Ingie, even though my mum shouldn't have let me listen to such dirty songs when I was that young. Whatever. I've survived!

Anyways, for the first Music Confession Tuesday, I want to feature my darling Justin Timberlake and his good friend Nelly who crashed a playboy mansion party. Werk it.

Thinking outside of the box.

Hello! Sorry it's been a while. I've had zero inspiration to write anything and real life got in the way. Shit happens, they say.

Anyways, today I was having a conversation with my father about something random and I happened to say: "But I don't know what *insert random name* would think about this." He then said I shouldn't care about what others think. I shouldn't stay inside the box but get out of it. I thought that was a very interesting thing.

I have never considered myself someone who follows the rules. I was too odd to do so and even if I tried to comply with what other people wanted, I was dumped somewhere along the way because I wasn't cool enough. If you think about it, isn't that what we do most of the time? We try to colour within the lines and if someone is different than the norm, we are so quick to judge and desparate to make sure those people become what we think is 'normal.' Society decides which clothes to wear, what music to listen to and which shows to watch on tv. The world would be so much better off if the group of people who dare to think outside of the box would expand, to let creativity flow and make life a little less boring.

In other news, here's a video of a cute puppy:

Work in progress

So, I'm working very hard on a new project in between all the things I have to do for uni. I'm very proud of what we've got so far and am pretty sure it will be fucking amazing. Here's a thing I just wrote. Not sure if it will make the cut but I liked it:

I can tell your heart’s been crying

I can tell that you’ve been hiding
Don’t fear, show your face again.

I only want to see you smiling.

We’ll forget about the little white lies
And paint the world in our colours.

From now on there won’t be sorrow
We’ll be walking on clouds so
When you lose your way I’ll be next to you.

Take a step forward instead of turning back
We’re petals dancing in a chilly breeze
Whenever you need me, know that I’m here.

I’ll wake you up in the morning

I’ll sing you to sleep at night.
I will be the person who will tell you it’s alright.

 Sometimes we play a losing game

We can’t win if we’ve never tried
I only live to see the sunshine rise in your eyes.

Edit:

This is conception art we've made. It is a model for the most awesome drawing you'll ever see in your existence.