A Diary of Dreams...

The other day I found your picture. Memories flooded my mind, memories of all the time we spent together. I stared at your picture for hours and I remembered every thought that passed through my head the first time I saw you. I stared at your picture and remember that day. It was summer, it was years ago... "I've always known, you'd take on the world To relive what's just Flashbacks and memories In scrapbooks of pleasantries With your banners unfurled Fly the colors of Yesterdays witty scenes The dreams of all wannabes To remember you need to forget, you need to forget" 24.08.2010 Replica

“Studded leather, strip it, and inside – the most beautiful soul” My first reaction was to call Cynthia and tell her. After the first ring she picked up. “I know, I just saw. I’m on my way. Get off work.” As I hung up, Ron burst in the room. “Vicious.” “I know.” “Did you…?” “No. I know better than that and you know it, Ron.” “I want you to arrange an interview for us. With Dany and Jayden, at least. ASAP. Chop-chop.” He left the room. I knew full well a lot of magazines were going to start calling in asking if I had anything to do with this. I was one of the 10 journalists that got to interview Vicious in Paris in spring. Names spread fast. I opened Vicious’ forum board and started going through the 12-page topic about ‘Anya’. All posts had the same question: Who is Anya and what is her relation to the band? At some point Dany posted giving a brief explanation and picking on their curiosity more – Anya is just a woman we met on the road this year that inspired us all deeply. In fan lan

Tequila Round At that time it never occurred to me that a rock star can fall in love, nor that he believed in love at first sight. I did what Cynthia told me to do at the lunch – I acted professional and a little distant, especially towards Dany, then said my goodbyes and climbed in the limo that was to drive us to the hotel and then to the airport. Jayden was sad to see me go and he begged me to stay for a few days more. I promised I would come visit him in England first chance I get and he cheered up a little. Eric gave me a hug and slipped a guitar pick in my hand “for luck.” Glen made a little joke and said I’m the best journalist he’s ever worked with. Dany was the last to say goodbye. I was surprised how cold he acted, considering what had happened a few hours ago. The butterflies in my stomach were still dancing up and down in a spiral every time my eyes met his, but Cynthia’s voice and my determination overcame them, eventually. Maybe that day I was a little sad to part from so

I take my hat off, bow before the greatness You're so much braver I give you credit for Somehow the grays create a harmony And no color can add a flavor... I've started to feel like... I know the face, familiar stranger I'm not a child, I feel misunderstood I built a bridge, you use the tunnel... now... - the rope we are pulling is slipping away from me; All this wasted time is killing me... and I've started to feel like... I can not control my life anymore Feel a need to leave and breathe on my own I remember all the broken songs of our life Maybe one more wrong will make it all right? I just really need to be alone now... I can not control my life anymore Feel a need to leave and breathe on my own I remember all the broken songs of our life Maybe one more wrong will make it all right? I just really need to be alone now... Tony Kakko 2009 Days of Grays 07.08.2010 Replica