Insanity is just a state of mind...

kaycie @ 2009-01-24T11:19:00

2009-01-25T10:20:56Z

Returning to Iceland on the 29th of January for a semester brake. Will probably be out of reach the last weekend of my stay.
Might come to AK for a weekend. - don't be scared to get in touch :P

Spring is arriving soon in Salzburg.

Okay...

2008-12-15T10:47:21Z

I haven't written in months and decided there would be an update.

Well, I now live in Salzburg, Austria, where I study at the Mozarteum University of Music and Arts, and am likely to stay here for atleast 3 years. I live in a small appartment with other mucicians, and enjoy life immensly.
I am still married to my awesome Siggi, and have a 2 year anniversary in 2 weeks or so. I let my hair grow out, and am still blonder then hell. I still sing soprano, though I am told I am not a coloratura soubrette but actually a lyrical one. Always interesting.
I am in a good group of friends, study opera and enjoy life.

In other news there is little, and I might (repeat : Might) be more active in writing here.
All love from Salt-Castle-City.

kaycie @ 2008-06-28T23:26:00

2008-06-28T23:33:06Z

Reasons why to live in Salzburg.

Apfelsaft g'spritz
Schokoschnitten í Markatplatzbakaríinu
Mirabell Café í stað skólamötuneytis
St. Fransiskus. - messa eftir stór nöfn daglega.
Pizza hjá Hása.
Zwei kugln
Konur í Dirindl
Liggja í sólbaði á bökkum Salzach
Mozarteum
Strætókerfi sem virkar
að segja 'Wieder-schaun-' - ekki Auf Wiedersehn
Töfraflautuleikvöllurinn
Háskólakirkjan (Kirkja hins flekklausa getnaðar)
Markaðurinn fyrir framan Háskóla Kirkjuna
Allar hinar 15 kirkjurnar í AltStadt
Búðuleikhús
Gott veður
Hochsalzburg kastali...
..og alpafjöllin bakvið hann...

kaycie @ 2008-06-25T19:39:00

2008-06-25T19:40:03Z

Proud student of Universitat Mozarteum, Salzburg.

kaycie @ 2008-06-20T20:17:00

2008-06-20T20:21:55Z

Update :
Okay, Vienna sucked. I have never sucked so bad in any audition ever.
However Svenni and Júlli made the cut! - Good job boys! (both fellows fom Cosí - however being guys they do not have 10 skinny pretty stylisvoice like a 40 year old korean girls to worry over.)

Elín said this was a sign form god, that Mozarteum was my fate, and Vienna wasn't right for me.

I hope she was right. Every passin gmoment Salzburg ets more comfortable, i breathe it in and I can smell trees and flowers and fresh air, something the city does not have. I love this place, allready, enough to live here, and never return, and for someone who always gets homesick for northwinds that's a lot to say.
Þorri arrived yesterday, and we met up, with hs lovely wife Árdís and two girls form school. They rock.
We went to concert...man the standart here is hugely high, like far higher then vienna. I now pray I get in. I love the teacher, I love the accompanyist.
everyone pray for me.
For I think I just have found the place where I want to stay.

kaycie @ 2008-06-18T10:34:00

2008-06-18T08:35:53Z

Taking the train to Vienna, staying at a wombat.
Wish me luck and do me a favor think ten times over : 'her high e will rock their socks'

So it will.

I also plan to visit Karnstraße and spend Siggi's money. Why? Becuse I need someone to get my mind off things and eating is out of the question.

kaycie @ 2008-06-17T15:27:00

2008-06-17T13:31:08Z

Salzburg is lovely. It´s all Vienna is and more, all that Prague is, and more, it´s amazing, lovely, fun, interesting, tasty...and small enough so you can go everywhere on foot.
I am not too optimistic about actually getting in as I just found out they apparentlx only take 7-8 students each year, of about 130 applicants all over the world. However, I was told, there will be +extra space free, so they might taken 10´...needlesss to say I feel sressed.
I am also very much pondering if applying for vienna is smart or not...I will talk to Siggi about it tonight.

If you go to but one place in your lifetime...
Go to Salzburg...

kaycie @ 2008-06-15T14:54:00

2008-06-15T13:56:48Z

Once again, stuck on a bloody airport waiting for a connection. Stupid, evil airports.

Salzburg next, though I have to go to Vienna too. Hopefully I will not need to go to Stuttgart as well, really can't be bothered. No, really people shoudl do something fun with their time, not be stuck on aitports, overly hot silly evil airports in crappy internet kiosks...

anyhow will keep you updated. Still have nothing to wear at my ]meeting new teacher] tomorrow...

kaycie @ 2008-04-27T16:52:00

2008-04-27T16:58:33Z

Okay time for an update :

Cosí is over, managed an extra show and filled the house each time, three marvellously good reviews. Applying for four conservatoises, Hochshule der Kunsta in Berlin, Staatliche Hochschule fur Musik un Darstellende Kunst in Stuttgart, Universitat fur Musik und Darstellende Kunst in Vienna and Mozarteum in Salzburg. All BMus studies eccept Vienna, where I apply for Dramatiche Musikdarstellung, or basically Opera masterclasses only.

Concert in less then a month, given that my pianits will get over his illness and we manage to get the program ready on time. 1.July, concert in Akureyri, Ketilhús.

Applying for masterclass Opernwekstatt Lofer with Prof. M. Sharp.

Teacher wants me to see if Queen Gruberova takes students, and if she might want to see in her good graces to teach me. - Gruberova, for those who do not know, is the largest Coloratura diva of this century, usually referred to as 'The Queen'

Working in opera ticket booth, usually spending my time watching TV or studying roles, flexibility in job is great.

Hoping the Cosí team will manage to make a summer opera project.

kaycie @ 2008-03-28T01:04:00

2008-03-28T02:53:47Z

COSÍ FAN TUTTE!

Stórkostlegur Gaman-drama-Söng-Sprell-súperópera eftir Úlfgang Ammadeuss Móssart!

BE THERE OR BE A RECTANGULAR OBJECT!

Miðar og pantanir á www.opera.is

kaycie @ 2008-03-21T13:14:00

2008-03-21T13:15:46Z

Ég kveiki á kertum mínum
við krossins helga tré.
Í öllum sálmum sínum
hinn seki beygir kné.
Ég villtist oft af vegi.
Ég vakti oft og bað.
Nú hallar helgum degi
á Hausaskeljastað.

Í gegnum móðu' og mistur
ég mikil undur sé.
Ég sé þig koma, Kristur,
með krossins þunga tré.
Af enni daggir drjúpa,
og dýrð úr augum skín.
Á klettinn vil ég krjúpa
og kyssa sporin þín

- Davíð Stefánson frá Fagraskógi

kaycie @ 2008-02-20T00:26:00

2008-02-20T00:29:50Z

We are legion
For we are many
We do not forgive
We do not forget
Expect us

- I have to say, I am rooting for these people, even if not only for rather cool slogan :P

I must say this...

2007-12-20T01:08:51Z

To take a stand in a battle between ignorance and truth, that has been going on in Webword for a while :

JOHN SWEENY IS MY HERO!

I take a stand with BBC Panorama. (Scientology & Me, aired on BBC1, 14.05.07, )

- If you agree, post this in your journal.

Taken from Craigslist...

2007-12-14T00:10:24Z

I see this question posted with some regularity in the personals section, so I thought I'd take a minute to explain things to the ladies out there that haven't figured it out.

What happened to all the nice guys?

The answer is simple: you did.

See, if you think back, really hard, you might vaguely remember a Platonic guy pal who always seemed to want to spend time with you. He'd tag along with you when you went shopping, stop by your place for a movie when you were lonely but didn't feel like going out, or even sit there and hold you while you sobbed and told him about how horribly the (other) guy that you were fucking treated you.

At the time, you probably joked with your girlfriends about how he was a little puppy dog, always following you around, trying to do things to get you to pay attention to him. They probably teased you because they thought he had a crush on you. Given that his behavior was, admittedly, a little pathetic, you vehemently denied having any romantic feelings for him, and buttressed your position by claiming that you were "just friends." Besides, he totally wasn't your type. I mean, he was a little too short, or too bald, or too fat, or too poor, or didn't know how to dress himself, or basically be or do any of the things that your tall, good-looking, fit, rich, stylish boyfriend at the time pulled off with such ease.

Eventually, your Platonic buddy drifted away, as your relationship with the boyfriend got more serious and spending time with this other guy was, admittedly, a little weird, if you werent dating him. More time passed, and the boyfriend eventually cheated on you, or became boring, or you realized that the things that attracted you to him weren't the kinds of things that make for a good, long-term relationship. So, now, you're single again, and after having tried the bar scene for several months having only encountered players and douche bags, you wonder, "What happened to all the nice guys?"

Well, once again, you did.

You ignored the nice guy. You used him for emotional intimacy without reciprocating, in kind, with physical intimacy. You laughed at his consideration and resented his devotion. You valued the aloof boyfriend more than the attentive "just-a-" friend. Eventually, he took the hint and moved on with his life. He probably came to realize, one day, that women aren't really attracted to guys who hold doors open; or make dinners just because; or buy you a Christmas gift that you mentioned, in passing, that you really wanted five months ago; or listen when you're upset; or hold you when you cry. He came to realize that, if he wanted a woman like you, he'd have to act more like the boyfriend that you had. He probably cleaned up his look, started making some money, and generally acted like more of an asshole than he ever wanted to be.

Fact is, now, he's probably getting laid, and in a way, your ultimate rejection of him is to thank for that. And I'm sorry that it took the complete absence of "nice guys" in your life for you to realize that you missed them and wanted them. Most women will only have a handful of nice guys stumble into their lives, if that.

So, if you're looking for a nice guy, here's what you do:

1.) Build a time machine.
2.) Go back a few years and pull your head out of your ass.
3.) Take a look at what's right in front of you and grab ahold of it.

I suppose the other possibility is that you STILL don't really want a nice guy, but you feel the social pressure to at least appear to have matured beyond your infantile taste in men. In which case, you might be in luck, because the nice guy you claim to want has, in reality, shed his nice guy mantle and is out there looking to unleash his cynicism and resentment onto someone just like you.

If you were five years younger.

So, please: either stop misrepresenting what you want, or own up to the fact that you've fucked yourself over. You're getting older, after all. It's time to excise the bullshit and deal with reality. You didn't want a nice guy then, and he certainly doesn't fucking want you, now.

Sincerely,

A Recovering Nice Guy

- made me smile, since well...it's actually very true in it's own way

Just a little chord thing for the guitar people...

2007-12-13T02:46:43Z

'Still Alive' - from 'Portal' - performed by Ellen McLain.

(Each chord is for one beat per 4/4 mesure, for easyerness :P - it's not a hard song...)

B Dm B
This was a - (count starts) triumph.
Dm B Dm B Dm
I'm making a note here: huge success.
Em Em A A B Dm B
It's hard to overstate my satisfaction.

Dm B Dm B
Aperture science.
Dm B Dm B Dm
We do what we must because we can.
Em Em A A
For the good of all of us
BbM7
Except the ones who are dead.

F C Bb F
But there's no sense crying over every mistake
F C Bb F
You just keep on trying till you run out of cake

Gm C F Dm
And the science gets done and you make a neat gun

B A D Bm (repeat...)
For the people who are still alive

I'm not even angry.
I'm being so sincere right now.
Even though you broke my heart and killed me.
And tore me to pieces.
And threw every piece into a fire.
And as they burned it hurt because
I was so happy for you.

(Chorus 2)
Now these points of data make a beautiful line
And we're out of beta we're releasing on time.
So I'm glad I got burned think of all the things we learned
For the people who are still alive

Go ahead and leave me.
I think I prefer to stay inside.
Maybe you'll find someone else to help you.
Maybe Black Mesa -
That was a joke. Haha. Fat chance.
Anyway, this cake is great:
It's so delicious and moist.

(Chorus 3)
Look at me still talking when there's science to do.
When I look out there it makes me glad I'm not you.
I've experiments to run there is research to be done
On the people who are still alive

(Repeat B/Dm until fade)
And believe me I am still alive.
I'm doing science and I'm still alive.
I feel fantastic and I'm still alive.
While you're dying I'll be still alive.
And when you're dead I will be still alive.

Still alive
Still alive

THE CAKE IS A LIE!

- and in case you have not heard it :

kaycie @ 2007-07-01T11:00:00

2007-07-01T09:03:49Z

Airports - 'Life on hold'. Thank god it*s Arlanda,Stockholm and not some hateful, hellishly hot place....

I went to the ballet, and I saw Prokofijew's Romeo & Juliet...and it was AWSOME!

Then I enjoyed late nights in Vienna for the last time, seeing that the final night I stayed at home, since well, there were those semi-rightwing-skinhead types making fuss downtown. I had no idea why until I accidentally walked right into GayPride Parade...
So I decided just to hang around Hernals and enjoy a little suburbia :P

Iceland due in 5 hours...

kaycie @ 2007-06-29T02:49:00

2007-06-28T19:59:34Z

OKay, I didn+t make the cut.
So I went and celebrated anyhow eating Icecream in Schönbrunn and wadering around the worlds oldest zoo - The imperilal one.
They have a rainforest 'bathouse'...to stand alone in the dark and feel those tiny little wings flutter around you and move your hair is amasing...
Then I went to mass. Mass today consisted of a choir, large orgen, 4 soloists and a small symphonic orchestra...
Apparenty it -was- a mass but not a concert, but who cares, it was awsome either way.

The only downside are random men of farsouth heritage alking up to me playing all nice and asking me where I'm staying...

kaycie @ 2007-06-27T21:49:00

2007-06-27T19:59:25Z

Okay, I have fallen in love with the city. It's amasing.
Today I have :

Killed time in the palace gardens of the Emeperor's National library.
Attended mass at the Gothic, huge, astonishing cathedral of St. Stephen
Walked after Mariahilfen and Karnegasse and looked at the marvels of the city
Entered the worlf's most cultural musical toilet (Hey, it's Vienna, they have 'Opera Toilet' - pics later)
Eaten massive amounts of Austrian delicatessen
Visited a reptile and insect pet shop and figured Tarantulas are somewhat cuter then I thought up close.
And last, but not least : Stood on the stage of the Staatsoper Wien...
If ony I had been singing...

Tomorrow : Shubert concert in Stephansdom
The palace of Belvedere and Schönbrunn, along with the Shönbrunn emperor gardens and the zoo.
Eating Sacher Torte at Hotel Sacher.

Day after : (hopefully) Staatballet Wien - Romeo & Julia...

kaycie @ 2007-06-27T10:58:00

2007-06-27T08:59:46Z

Okay, first round over.
Went okay, not superbly, not badly (eccept the final note, but who cares I allready gave them a show...)
I say 50/50 chance...

I#ll know if I made the cut tomorrow..

more later

kaycie @ 2007-06-26T19:55:00

2007-06-26T18:13:20Z

130 of 220 remain.
I am in the 130.
2 cuts to go. I am confused about what to sing tomorrow, but it will likely be Quia respexit...

Last night the heat dropped tremendously, thunder and lightning and near flood on the street...and I next to Danube, the river that tends to overflow...
So today was lovely. I went shopping *grins*
After the audition tomorrow Im gonna check out Shönbrunn Schloss and its gardens. - Grnadma, did you kow everyoneone here knows Sissi from TV, and love her and adore. They are also still showing 'Beien Maia' (Maeja Byfluga FTW!)
well see how it will go...

kaycie @ 2007-06-24T13:32:00

2007-06-24T11:40:25Z

The day starts and I find myself in waiting halls. After being dropped off after a dinner and a chat that was much needed I am picked up again and shipped off to Kef Intl.
Last flight of the day is mine, so I wander around aimlessly as the sun keeps the tourists ocupyed by not settling to sleep.
Apple perfume and a woman that calls me 'dearest' and sends me off to the plane.
Anxiety attack over multiple things, idiot turning on his phone in the seat next to me not helping...
Flight attendant with a sense of humour, and the hair is falling out of my braid.
Sleep.
Land in Arlanda and figure I have enough time, so I again wander around aimlessly watching the other two types, the ones beginning hteir travel that look sleepy and the ones like me, waiting, eying the ceeling waiting for their connection flight to be called with long faces and a tired look. Third plain to be boarded in less the 20 hours.
Land in Vienna, short busdrive, small airport, strange german spoken. Cant understand a word, signs in two types of german even as the german people wont understand them either.
Lost on a trainstation. and fell asleep on the waiting bench...
No church open.
Men of latino and arabic heritage smile at me and point, I assume its the hair, god knows I'm no miss world right now looking like I hvae been thrown though several rollercoasters...

Sun and faint wind and cheap trains to every plave in Europe.
I am wondering if all works out if I'll learn to call this place home.

Meet Bruce...and friends

2007-05-21T01:09:26Z

adopt your own virtual pet!

kaycie @ 2007-05-17T02:18:00

2007-05-17T02:21:27Z

When I am laid in earth, may my wrongs create
No trouble in thy breast.
Remember me, remember me, but ah!
Forget my fate.

With drooping wings ye cupids come,
and scatter roses on her tomb,
soft and gentle as her heart;
Keep here your watch, and never part

Henry Purcell - Dido & Aeneas

Soooo Stolen...

2007-04-18T23:57:44Z

Go to IMDB and pick 10 of your favorite films. Pick 3 plot keywords from each and see if people can guess what they are
Those are just ten of my favs, not in any specific order

1) Courier/ Totalitarian /Anarchism
2) Double life /Femme Fatale /Disfigurement
3) Band / Cult favorite / Grandfather
4) Irish / Toilets / killed with a cue ball
5) Teacup / Transformation / Magic
6) Mission / Coronation / Good against Evil
7) Winnebago / Satirical / Spaceships
8) Car crash / virus / End of the world
9) Disturbing / Spacecraft / Hell
10) Progressive rock / Psychedelic / Avant Garde

kaycie @ 2007-03-27T13:44:00

2007-03-27T14:01:40Z

Recently I got thinking about the basics of sexualizing oneself to hide poor self image.
I worked in a youth centre like most of you know. The funniest part of it all was the lower ones self-esteem was, the more guys/girls the person hit it off with, dressed in more provocatives way, was more ready to perform sexual acts.
Then, the said person would get a stamp on about being easy/slutty/such a whorish guy.
Said person was never entirely at ease with what s/he was doig, but did it because s/he though people would like him/her more if s/he slept with/sucked off/kissed/what the hell ever someone.
Then they would feel bad about it, but they never show it, ad talk brassily and loudly about it, trying to justify their actions to themselfs more then to others, because they feel shamed for what they did, but are not strong enough o take actual kindness not involving sexual things...
And they sink lower into their own self-hatred, every time they try to find some make-believe happiness though sex.
14 years olds...
And they defend it all by saying 'They are just sexually 'libo' crowd'. The shame is that they then tell you in privacy that they are lying.

Often the same crowd are the people that blame others for not being their friends when their friends disagree with them. Friends feel bad for accusing said person then about whatever, be is smoking, drinking, fucking, snorting coke...whatever.
But it's the Bush way. If you are not with them, you are against them.
Sorry kids, but if I ever scream at you for snorting coke, it's not because I'm not your friend, it's because I am your friend.

I am thankful for my mother, that strong woman who taught me to sit down and think because I did something, the woman that told me I was strong and was able to make my own decisions, and I should respect my heart and mind.
The woman that beat all the odds, enjoys blowing stuff up, plays the guitar and sings camping songs, dances in the kitchen while cooking and made me hot cocoa when I came home from school as a kid.
I am thankful for my father who played classical guitar in the night when I was falling asleep and talked to the dog more then to other people, who played Beatles songs and taught me to eat dates and watch the Yellow Submarine. My dad who never said he was proud of me, he just said 'Yeah...' and eyes the crowd, and I knew what it meant.

To all you out there, the kids in my centre, the people I know, to my family, my friends, all the little kids and teenagers and collage teams and musicians and soloists and choir folks and dancers and actors and artists and politicians and literature brainiacs...
To Lo and Oscar, my two bestest, even though I am not much in touch.
To Judas, who took me with him to the cemtary in the middle of the night to photogaph in the rain, and told me everything was allright.
To Mary M, who is the future hope of this country.
To My awsome sisters in law, who are illegally funny.
and to my husband, who is god and more awsome then he'll ever realize himself.

I love you all.
Be strong and respect yourself, and never wake up in the morning feeling gray, feeling lost, or looking for love in all the wrong places.

Yours Kay/Unnur