Day 161, part 2 – Hidden scaffolding

I spotted this image on Brian Micklethwait’s (new) blog – a photo he describes thus:

I mentioned the relatively recent phenomenon of buildings covered in scaffolding, and the scaffolding then being covered with a picture of the building.
Last night, I came across an example of this in the photo-archives, dating from 2013

And here it is:

This isn’t something that I’ve seen much (any?) of in South Africa. It could be that I haven’t been in the right place at the right time, of course. Or it could be that we just don’t do that when historic buildings are being repaired.

Norway, though – definitely. I remember being fooled (from a distance at least) when visiting Bryggen – the old wharf in Bergen – part of which was being renovated.

I mean, now you know it’s there, you can zoom in and have a closer look and yes, there is the temporary false facade. Bingo.
But if I’d shared this image without context, you’d surely never have known that two of those seventeen colourful buildings weren’t genuine.

Go closer (by walking around the harbour to the end of the row) and the requirements of sheer functionality make it rather more obvious:

Somewhere out there, there is a company (in fact, possibly more than one) that manufactures bespoke scaffolding covers like this. They’re probably the same ones who have been making the massive decorative tarpaulins that have been covering the empty seats in football stadiums during lockdown.

It does seem an awfully specific product though. Presumably, when we’re not in the middle of a pandemic or repairing historic buildings once every 100 years, there must be some other use for huge specifically-printed pieces of fabric.

But right now, I can’t think what that might be.

We’ve been here before…

After a lot of teasing, they finally shared the tour poster yesterday:

And the idea sounds pretty awesome:

Magne Furuholmen, Morten Harket and Pål Waaktaar-Savoy will be performing in An Evening With format, with an interval. For the first half of the concert, they will play new and old, familiar and less-familiar songs. Then, after returning to the stage, they will play the ten songs of their 1985 debut album Hunting High And Low in the running order of the original release.

Which, as I recall from my cassette tape days is this:

Take On Me
Train of Thought
Hunting High and Low
The Blue Sky
Living a Boy’s Adventure Tale
The Sun Always Shines on T.V.
And You Tell Me
Love Is Reason
I Dream Myself Alive
Here I Stand and Face the Rain

I thought that I’d missed their last ever concert. And then I thought I’d seen it.
It turns out that I was wrong on both of those.

But it’s always been a privilege for me to see a-ha in concert, and I’m happy that they’re still around and – hopefully – producing even more new material. While this all sounds very special, the surprising omission of a South African leg on the tour, together with the frankly terrifying state of the South African Rand means that we won’t be going along this time.

Still, if they’re going to do all their albums this way, there’s always the 2020 Scoundrel Days tour to consider. And then another 8 to follow that…

I’ll start saving now.

We Love The 90’s

[sic]

I’ve somehow remained on the mailing list for concert organising company Bergen Live, almost two years since we popped over to Norway to watch a-ha there. They (Bergen Live, not a-ha) have been in touch again to tell me about an upcoming concert, conveniently arranged for our wedding anniversary (although Natt Till 1.Mai, as well).

Wow.

That’s quite the line up (completed in no small part by the MC: Howard). From headliners Hanson (Mmmbop, obvs), through German techno experts Scooter (The Logical Song, Nessaja), with a touch of Dutch Eurodance in The Venga Boys (We’re Going To IbizaBoom Boom Boom BoomWe Like To Party) and some Spanish Latin Pop and Dance with Los del Rio (Macarena)*.

And we haven’t even begun on the third, fourth, fifth and sixth lines of the bill.
(Although we did jump ahead and mention Howard already.)
(Just too exciting to resist, see?)

Lob in some American House from Robin S (Show Me Love), a bit of the infamous Italian Eurocheese outfit Capella (U And Me, Move On Baby, U Got 2 Let The Music – you know, this one):

…mix it up with some Trinidadian/German legend Haddaway (What is Love?LifeI Miss You) and add a pinch of the Swedish/Nigerian hip-hop/reggae sounds of Dr Alban (It’s My LifeHello Afrika) and you’ve already got way more than half your 1993 Dance MegaMix Double CD covered.

And some Hanson. Sticking out like an aging, long-haired hippie trio.

Incredible.

Tickets for this amazing gig are an absolute snip at anywhere between 794 NOK (R1,202) and 1,209 NOK (R1,831).

And given the ages (Dr Alban is sixty years old. Eish.) and energy of the performers, you’d surely be foolish not to go top end for what must likely be one of their last ever performances.

To be honest, I can’t afford the time or money to go to Bergen again next month. But if I could, I would.

The concert (and Howard) would just be an added bonus.
Bara pappa pappa pap baam.

 

* And you thought some of the others were one hit wonders!

A video

Busy day. Done lots. Achieved lots. But now tired, and leg hurts.
Stitches out tomorrow.

So, here’s a monochromatic acoustic lyric video from a-ha:

So much moss…

Because when life is just a bit of a struggle, it’s important to retreat to one’s happy place.
Smoky black and white images of Norwegian boathouses, coupled with that voice, seems to be mine.