My daughter Savannah is a musician. God help her. The poor kid never had a chance. I have been beating my heart against music business walls for the better part of my nearly 60 years and Savannah’s mom is the best non-performing musician I know. I used to hear her playing a wooden recorder through…
I was doing my pub musician thing at the New Dubliner in Copenhagen last weekend when sometime around 1am, the punters started looking at their phones and whole tables full of previously partying guests made their way to the door. I took a break and Justin the barman told me a second shooting had occurred.…
Our journalist Ray Weaver has been living here for most of the past 20 years. Originally a member of the ‘Guinness pipeline’ – that group of expats who make a living annoying the punters at the nation’s many Anglo-themed pubs – he also writes songs, stories and anything else that earns a crust.
This being an English publication, we assiduously avoid speaking Danish at every opportunity. Most of us can mumble a few phrases, at various levels of competence, but it really does make your head hurt after a while. The language class took the hangover to DEFCON 5 Choking on pork rind Let’s face it. Danish is…
Living most of the last 20 years abroad, I never really think much about being an American. Sure, I’m proud of my homeland, but I have tried not to let some misguided nationalism define me or prevent me from experiencing life wherever I might be living at the moment. The inherent eagle in Americans, which…
For reasons only he knows, the editor of this newspaper has decided to give me a column. Probably because I was not in the room when he yelled out: “Hey, I need a column, who wants to write one?” Caught in nuclear fallout I know the exact moment he asked because I was getting coffee…
No place in Babbel’s top nine languages easiest to learn for Anglophones
Extra holiday kilos hang around for months after the duck is done
Reduced departures and altered times are not sitting well with Danish commuters
