Ligula suspendisse nulla
life in progress
i’ve recently come to realize that i’m no longer the person i used to be...or at least...most people around me have no idea what’s going on in my head and they only see the bitchy production manager who loves to dance and by shoes.
here it used to say that this space on my hp was inspired by a friend of mine who provoked me by saying some really mean and very wrong things about me...but ever since he took full credit for this reveal of zeorb i decided to delete my reasons. sorry friend, but it’s just not cool to say things like that about someone you call your friend, so you’r off the page!
but no matter the reason, i’ve decided to let everyone else take a peak into the life of zeorb, and this is it.
this is my space!
this is where i’ll tell you about zeorb and show you who i used to be, and who i am when i’m not shooting videos, yelling at everything that moves, negotiating contracts, pretending to be happy or dancing in my heels
you cannot comment on it. if you mail me and tell me it’s crap i’ll delete the mail instantly - i’ll do the same if you mail me that you like it because i really don’t care what you think i just care that you think! THAT is the zeorb philosophy!
facts about zeorb
born in aalborg 13.09.1973
the youngest of three
my mom was married to a jazz musician and had my brother before she met my dad - my dad is his dad though, and my brother is my brother
my mom has worked with socially troubled people most of her life - she’s a home-ed teacher by education
my dad is an engineer specialized in buildings. his dream was to build dams but we don’t have much use for dams in denmark so he’s spend his life building roads and working with traffic safety instead
i was brought up in a home that valued literature, music, social awareness, education, politics, open mindedness and mutual respect
we had two dogs and a nanny when i grew up. one dog, ‘boots’ was put down due to age, the other ‘buster’ was put down due to my sisters allergy, the nanny ‘joan’ is still alive but stopped working for us when my sister and i started daycare.
i spend my childhood summers sailing on my parents sailboat and visiting my grandparent in ‘bornholm’. we spend the winters skiing.
i don’t know when i started playing the piano, but my parents bought one because my sister played, and since they’d spend the money they figured they had to make the most of it and forced me to play.
i played the violin for a year in 2nd or 3rd grade, but it sounded so awful my parents made me stop
i have the worst singing voice in the family but i’ve been singing in choirs until i finished ‘gymnasiet’ - i blame my poor voice on the fact that i had lumps on my vocal cords as a child, but it’s just a bad excuse...
i spend a year in fifth grade with a speech therapist trying to get rid of the famous lumps on my vocal cords and learn not to yell...i still yell
i’ve been skiing since before i could walk. i sat in my dad’s backpack when they went cross-country skiing in norway
as soon as i could walk i started cross-country skiing
i was around eight when i first tried downhill skiing. i was to short to hold the lift down so i kept falling off - my sister hated me.
my favorite book as a child was ‘troldepus’ which my father used to read to me at bedtime. if he was away, he’d record the next chapters on a huge dictaphone and i would listen to them in bed. i would not accept my mom reading ‘troldepus’ to me.
my first kiss was from a boy called ‘thomas kock’. it was when i started pre-school and he was in my class.
I was only teased once by a boy names ‘stig’ because i couldn’t swim in the first grade. i learned to swim and ‘stig’ is now the free-diving world champion
i lived in ‘aalborg’ until the fourth grade - then we moved way up north to a small town called ‘vraa’
in vraa my parents bought me my first horse - her name was ‘lady’ and she was the perfect horse for me - wild and bitchy. i loved her to death and kept her until my feet could almost touch the ground. i won every jumping competition i participated in with her.
my next horse was called ‘dusty’- we didn’t win much but he was my best friend going through the teenage years. i sold him when i was in my 2nd year at ‘gymnasiet’ due to lack of time
i played handball in vraa. i was a goalkeeper and pretty good at it, but we also played on a very low level so it was easy for me to be good.
i got my first pair of glasses in the fourth grade. my dad was mad at me and told me to stop being silly because i kept saying i still couldn’t see. he finally realized that the glasses were wrong and made for long-sightedness instead of near-sightedness.
in 6th grade i had green glasses, the worst haircut and braces..i still managed to date a lot - but i lived in a town of 3500 people total so i guess the boys were desperate.
i won my first single in a dancing competition at a school party when i was ten. it was depeche mode ‘somebody’ and ‘blasphemous rumors’ - i still have , i still love to dance and i’ve loved depeche mode ever since
my mom and sister came home with a dog one day. his name was ‘jason’ and my dad had no idea my mom’d bought a dog. he ended up being my dads dog and we still talk about him as if he was a family member.
i started playing the flute in the 6th grade
we moved back to ‘aalborg’ when i was in 7th grade - i returned to my old class and both ‘thomas kock’ and ‘stig’ were there. i never kissed thomas again
my dad went to ‘pakistan’ to work when i was in 8th grade. the first half of 9th grade i spend in pakistan with both my parents. i went to the international school of islamabad and i loved it.
returning from pakistan we spend a month travelling to singapore, thailand and indonesia. my granddad grew up in indonesia because his father helped build the railroads.
i started at ‘hasseris gymnasium’ in 1989. my majors were music and english
my first, long lasting relationship was with ‘torben’. he was a brilliant guitarplayer with the worst, red dreadlocks. we were together almost all through ‘gymnasiet’. he was a sweet guy who taught me three chords on the guitar and to play the bass. he also introduced me to a lot of the music i still love.
i met the best piano-teacher i’ve ever had when i was in ‘gymnasiet’. his name is ‘lars’ and he and his husbond ‘lars henrik’ quickly became members of the family. sadly, ‘lars henrik’ died way to young, but ‘lars’ is still like a brother and played at my sisters wedding last year.
i went to the states shortly after i graduated. 3 weeks after i left, ‘torben’ found a new girlfriend.
i worked as a family-helper in a family with 6 children under the age of six for 4 months when i returned. that’s when i realized that i never want to have children.
i went to ‘roedding hoejskole’ in the spring of 1993. i learned to love to paint, wrote poetry, loved and was heart-broken, drank way to much tequila and met a guy ‘martin’ who became a really good friend for a while. ten years later my friend met martins brother and married him
that year i went to ‘midtfyns festival’ and cut off my hair. my mom said nothing when i returned but when i came home from ‘roskilde festival’ a week later, they’d found an apartment for me and moved my stuff. they let me borrow the dog for the first week so i wouldn’t be alone.
in the fall of 1993 i started at the university of aalborg studying danish. i wanted to study archeology, law or psychology but my grades only qualified for danish. i ended up loving it.
5 years later someone told me that the guys in my class had been afraid of me in the beginning because they thought i was too smart...i was just shy
i started working as a bartender at the legendary ‘revolution’ in aalborg in the fall of 1993. we wore patent leather outfits.
i met sidsel at revolution. we we’re colleagues and had the same sense of ‘no humor’ and both hated salsa-night. she’s my best friend.
i started writing my book in the fall of 1993
i met ‘bo’ in may of 1994. he was the father of ‘kasper’ who’d just turned two, and i fell in love with both. ‘bo’ and i stayed together for 5 years which was propably 4 years to long. i kept in touch with ‘kasper’ until he was 8 when it got to awkward for the both of us. i still love kasper like he was my own and i miss him to death.
i stopped writing when i left kasper
through bo and kasper i met ‘jakob’ who is the cousin of kaspers mom. jakob is now one of my best friends.
through jakob, i was offered a job at frontier in january 1999 six months before i graduated. i had a weekend to decide if i wanted it, and even though ‘jakob’ told me not to, i accepted. i’ve regretted it several times but i’ve loved it even more.
i met morten in aalborg in 1999
we moved to aarhus in 2002
i also started playing handball again in 2002 - i’m even worse now than i used to be, but the exercise is great and the girls are fun
i left my piano at my parents house and i only play when i visit them - i actually miss it terribly
i only ride a few times a year at my brothers house
i still write poetry
i go skiing once a year
morten has started sailing and i go with him if the weather’s ok
i’ve recently started re-writing the book.
1/12-2006: leaving frontier to enter the real world
now working as production manager at m2film in aarhus and truely knowing what the real world isthe dream
to write pictures as wonderful as ‘soren ulrik thomsen’ does, and to one day be able to write a tribute to his ‘det bedste og det værste’ at a level that’s worthy to own a first edition of ‘henrik nordbrandt’, ‘håndens skælven i november’ with the original illustrations return to pakistan to make a living making music videos to never loose thomas and jakob play the piano again have the time to own a horse and ride it one day be able to sing ‘mi bambina caro’ to my dad buy my mom a saab convertible to stay the coolest aunt to my niece only be lonely when i want to
work in progress
staying happy and trusting that i’m making the right choices is the hardest work right now, which is no surprise to those of you who know me...this is truely work in progress...
besides from that, we’ve just finished the video for upcoming band ‘robert green’ - a danish band that actually makes music i like. unfortunately nobody likes the title of the song, so the video wont be aired on tv...well - that’s life. i feel most sorry for the band though - they suffered for 14 hours at a very cold location...i hope their next video is great! we’re also in post-production on the new ufoyepha video...great stuff i promise!
but since i’m not yet superwoman, my other project are still on hold. for my own sake i’ve still left my two babies (below) online as a reminder of what i need to focus on again next.
resting [i’m currently working on the book off course. i was ecstatic when suddenly one day i felt the need to write again. i’d missed it terribly, but i couldn’t until that one day a few months ago. i’ve changed the plot dramatically and my main characters have had a sex change but i guess that’s what happens when you let them rest for eight years...
the sex change of my main characters had the unfortunate effect that the book for the moment is back in the drawer. i’ve lost my inspiration, but i’ll get it back i’m sure which is why it’s still in the ‘work in progress’ section of this hp. it was the right thing to do to let them be a different sex, but i’m momentarily a bit lost identifying with them, so they’re bonding in the desk-drawer for a while...]
resting [i’m also working on a music video concept which could end up being a pretty big deal, but since i haven’t pitched anything to thomas or even talked to the band about it yet i’ll keep the details to myself...but my gut-feeling is good :-)]
efter
bag de brændende ruder
ses en måge spiddet
på kyklopklovnens hat
en samtale mellem
en raslende cykel og
en død bil
ender i en flyvetur fra 4. sal
4000
æg bag stoleben
spar dame i uhæmmet dans
solbrillekærlighed
vi kører mod afgrunden
i vild frustration over kampen
med mælkekartonen
landet badet i neon
udenfor stiger vandet
og Morressey kører videre
i baggrunden
to
lilla farver på en morgenhimmel
en stemme i lyset
bittesmå tårer der falder
på en græsplæne
forvandler stråenes bølger
til et brusende ocean
stilheden brydes
vandet fører vores sjæle bort
skyggedans i planeten, solen
Godmorgen min flue!
old stuff
favourites (sorry..had to create a separate link for this - love too many things...i’m a loving person...and it’s not done yet )
