Sometimes it’s hard not to give in to complete destroying anger towards family and friends.

Two guys in the front of a Mercedes Benz, not giving you the AUX cable. It’s 2 AM and you are

Looking out of the window, put your headphones on, you will listen to old The Smiths’ rare b-side songs.

And you’ll demonize everything. Everything is the worst.

But I’m just a bit cranky because I was scrolling through the Facebook event of this Popronde End-Party we’re playing at and several Radio 3FM DJ’s recorded a video, telling you what bands you should check out that night and they didn’t recommend Moon Moon Moon.


Sometimes it’s hard not to give in to bitterness and sing about the Dutch music industry like it’s a sickness.

Calling out Herman Hofman, Frank van der Lende and actually all of 3FM, “het is een grote ellende!”

And then make a little chorus out of your passionate hate. Listing all the faults in their music taste.

And describe in sick detail how you almost puked all over your phone in the car there in the backseat.

But I’m just tired, and I lack Tinder likes, and I don’t like Amsterdam so late at night, and even though I’m glad we’re going home. With my disappointment later I will have to sit alone.


And then go on and sing a verse of how you would put your head out of the window while you were nearing a tunnel.

Your sick head would be cut off and then right there, a headless you would be sitting there.

Blood gushing on those 3FM DJ videos on your screen, a mixture of blood and puke as the video keeps playing.

And then in the outro, you could conclude that the only way to enjoy 3FM is to lack a head.

But I won’t sing any of those things.
Instead, I’ll realize that those feelings
are caused by me being hurt and alone
and in lack of someone to talk to late at night at home.

Sometimes it’s hard not to despair when you think you’ve changed your whole self but then you’re there

In the back of a car with the heaviest heart and no way you’re gonna answer to any of them.

And it is attracting attention and you wanna die instead of fixing anything you start to write this song.

And like a villain, you get all these dark thoughts:

I’m gonna bring down 3FM
and I’ll kick in the heads of all of my friends
and I’ll feel like the whole world is against me
even though it’s the other way around.

An hour ago I got dropped off at my house and
I walked inside and I fell down on the couch.

There’s a number of things in this world that could get me up from here.
But none of those things are inside of this house.

Oh, how long can this go on, making hateful songs about everything.
And in the end just kind blame self-hatred or whatever and totally win sympathy that way.

Although, I do kind of loathe Radio 3FM. I don’t like their cheap anti-me taste and I don’t their replies to my emails again and again again again
but they’re not my arch enemy.

No, that will always be me. Especially in the dark at 4.30 on the couch with nothing to pick you up and nobody there to empty your heart.

And I should find out what my real problem is,
I miss my grandpa, still, and now I miss my ex.
And lately, I start to feel hopeless because the online yoga course isn’t giving me the results I hoped for.

I meditate all day, but I’ve never been more stressed
I focus on my breathing but I have no breath.
A breathless bitter villain, lol.
Is this my way of turning into an internet troll?

I will be the headless villain spewing puke and blood over everything
and after doing so, he’ll say “I know I know, but I only did it because I want to be loved and I’m weak” Come on, give that guy a hug!

How can you hate a villain that knows his shortcomings and talks about them all the time (all the time) and jokes about it on stage in between playing the songs that are also about those shortcomings?

Well, I know a few bandmates who will probably hate that guy for making this song and destroying any chances of playing on Radio 3FM.

Oh my god am I really that hurt that they didn’t recommend my band? Yes, I am and I’m actually so mad that I want to give a shout out to all the bands that didn’t get recommended by 3FM

that play that night, like PaPa GoNi, GRIM TIM, Okke Punt, Dakota, The Hazzah, The Visual, Bjarke Ramsing, Moon Moon Moon, Batobe, The Irrational Library, Mantra, Pip Blom, Yasmine, Jermain Bridgewater, Jagd, Korfbal, Tony Clifton, Black Acid, Los Paja Brava, Charlie and the lesbians, Fata Boom and Feiertag.
But I hope that they don’t care

As much as I do, I hope they like themselves and sleep next to
someone who comforts them and prevents them from turning into crazy villains after disappointments and sucky nights in Amsterdam.