Masai woman
Masai village
Here we just arrived in the Masai village.
The whole village is built of natural materials such as clay and branches. Masai people are cattle herders, and they do not live at the same place , they are Nomads. They do not worship the ground and do not eat fruit and vegetables and cereals, but feed on everything, that their animals provide them such as meat, milk, blood and guts.
Serengeti National Park, Tanzania. 2012.
Masai dance and song
Masai women
Portrait of a Masai
1962 – Purchasing a record in the bike shop ;-)
No photos today!
Time for some “Good-old-music”
– by a singer named Tony Sheridan with his (later very famous!) backing group…………….
The year was 1962, I was 8 years old…….. and this music was a great new and fantastic experience for me…..
The Saints – is a nice song….. – but this is the best version I ever had – and have! - listened to of this song! Even today, I absolutely love the amazing rhythm and the way the song builds up from a slow pace and culminates at the end!
This music represented a giant step into the wonderful world of music for me – and I bought my first vinyl record, a “single” record with Tony Sheridan and The Beatles – from their time in Hamburg. The Beatles were at this time a completely unknown band, that played in small seedy clubs.
Selling records was such a new thing, that music stores did not exist in the town (Ribe), where I lived as a boy. Therefore, the first records like this were sold – from bike shop in town!!!
In this way I became involved in the first steps of a musical revolution. To my parents utter dismay!
On the opposite side of the single was “My Bonnie”: Listen to the last two minutes of the video – for full power! And enjoy again how Tony Sheridan and his backing group: The Beatles!
I love the way they pepped up this traditional song! AND: Enjoy the scream – later known here as “The Beatles-scream”!:
Assedrup – (7)
Around the beginning of May I went to Assedrup. Here is a valley, which has a magical and adventurous character. Perhaps some of my dear readers remember “Magic in the night”?
This time we are in Assedrup in the late afternoon light on a day, when spring is truly felt.
This is my last post from Assedrup.






