This is Dj Badger Kill reporting. Formerly a member of Badger Kunt, a tribute band for Badger Kull. DJ Badger Kill forever known as DJ Kaustiksoda AKA Pries Verhon AKA Synthfrisyr also known as ? … What? What was going on?
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Three day event. Turned out to be around five. Some memories linger from the Bombed out church. That minor body of cash. A minor body of cash? A minor collection of cash? Hard to remember. Top of the pops came and went. And such.
Many questions. Can you say no? Jobs… And pulling north.
On or No…
But this is about day four right? Blade Runner 2049 and Dr Badger… Dream 2019. Or Dream 2049. The dream is real. And the dark ages are over.
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The invisible wind factory did close. And I was at the madhatters hostel again. Very early saturday morning or very late friday night turning into saturday. There as a conceptual arhitect named Paul Sullivan. Explaining things. Or so it says in the ”Welcome to the dark ages” and the K4L pamphlet. Built by the JAMS in 2017.
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When writing this and former entries I have relied on the pamphlet. Just to put my own memories and the story in a context I guess. November is coming; and with it the Toxteth day of the dead. Halloween comes first, and the first Toxteth day of the dead happens november 23, 2018.
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It is still 2017 and time has passed. The day of the architect? The day of getting graduation diplomas signed? An installation? All of the above and there was more that happened the days leading up to what was the end of the dark ages.
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Fans and artists had been waiting. For 23 years. Well, some had waited for less time as events also happened in 1997. Before the millenium. Before the dark ages. After leaving the music business in 1992 (with an extreme noise terror band).
A few entries in a blog. When all this happened things went a bit mental. The 400 have spread creative ideas; band has been formed and art has been created. And is being created.
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Back to day four. It was to be the day I left Liverpool in a coach. But that came later. I woke up with some sort of alarm on my phone. Or just woke up before the alarm. My leg was remembering the pull and the dancing. The left leg and foot. And I felt a bit sore. I suppose I did have 4 hours of sleep or something. I checked out the hostel and brought the yellow and black Kafka bag, my rolling bag and got to the Dead Perch Lounge.
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Bill and Jimmy were signing certificates of graduation. I had some coffee in the Yoko Ono Starbucks cup. Three used mugs are behind a little white door in the kitchen. Also a larger, original Starbucks cup is there. It says ”Dj Badger”. Was there only three cups of coffee during these days? There was probably more.
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I bought the 2023 t-shirt. It is yellow and black. Medium. Other merchandise were sold. A poster and koffin nails. And those Starbucks cups and mugs. Cease and desist came later…
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Walking down stairs. Bill and Jimmy still signing. And some examples of how a pyramid was to be built here and there. Drawings, examples, math and then a talk. It was art and also architecture. At times I understand art. At times I understand architecture. 23 grams and a brick off to a place called Toxteth. Building a pyramid in modern times? If it is possible with that shape in North Korea why not Toxteth. I have been watching the youtube video I put together. And that also helps memory.
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Then there was a smaller, dark room with monitors. Old school TV sets formed as a pyramid. And that was it. An ending of the dark ages.
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I also remember my rant and taking down a poster about 2023. And I read the other posters about why a million pounds were burned.
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I left the dead perch. It was a warm, sunny day and I took a slow walk to Liverpool One. Here and there I saw the graduation ball posters. And I had some food and drinks and checked out the stores. Sat outside and snapped a selfie in the sun. There was ice cream on sale and I had none. There was singing outside the Liverpool One. And I got to the coach. It was a long ride to Stansted.
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Other people from the event was on the bus and I remember small talk and seeing a poster before leaving Liverpool. Some discussions about architecture. Changing coach. And I managed to forget a bag in the coach. Some panic but it worked out and then it was the final coach trip. It was a ride with speed and sharp turns.
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There was a long time of waiting at the airport and I managed to get some pain killers and food. Finally the flight home. And then the bus from Skavsta to Stockholm. A person smoked on the flight. Police escorted him out. Before I got home I somehow took another dark bag. Got a call on the bus and sorted it out with another person. A cup of espresso and waiting. And then, heading home.
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I find myself wanting to remember more. And to not finish this entry. But there is a life to lead for me and the 400. And also for the non-400 in the club. And the rest of the world. An isolated event, and some media coverage here and there. The coin is framed and the items purchased, swapped and such are in a paper bag. Some might be sold, some might be kept and some might get burned or just lost in some manner.
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The end for now is that I have applied for Festival 23 in july 2018. And there has been some digital art from the future. That has been made now and will be made. An art project of which the Dark Ages was part of. Forced futuristic art.
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November 23 will come and the world will not end. And I will finish the 2023 novel. 2017 will slowly go to the memory bank and the summer of 2017 will be edged in my mind as the return of The JAMS as one memory of many. A matter of time. In 23 years or 23 weeks things will be different. In 23 days and some more time november 23 will come and go. I think the pyramid is being built. War will be over and above us only sky. Badger Kull could reform in North Korea, Aleppo or just sell out in Cairo 2023.
I will probably write about the events again. Since there is more to tell.
For now, this is DJ Badger Kill signing out…
NO.
ON.
oktober 30, 2017
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