Uh-oh!

My twitter feed just notified me that Dave Gahan injured his leg during the show they did in Bilbao on July 9th, he managed to get a tear in a calf muscle and have to cancel a few shows. Luckily, sort of, they didn't have any shows schedules between July 12th and 24th, which gives him a while to stay off his feet, but still sad for the people who had tickets for the canceled shows. By the sounds of it, Dave is having a rather unlucky tour, being hospitalized in Athens in May, and now being injured again.

Personally I am just thankful they can be bothered to do these tours at all. In 2010 they've been at it for 30 years, releasing 21 albums and doing god knows how many world tours. After Playing the Angel I honestly thought they were going to leave it at that, but thankfully they didn't. Which is a good thing for me, otherwise I never would've had the chance to see them live at Arvika, or again in Bergen, and that goes for most of the younger fanbase. They could've left Depeche Mode for what it is rather easily, and lived happily and comfortably with their friends and families for the rest of their lives. Now I just hope that the rest of the tour will be better for the band, Dave especially, that it doesn't wear them out completely, and that they'll be able to keep it together until Bergen in January 2010. But guys, remember; you're 46 and 47 years old. Relax a bit, will ya?

And to complete my fangirl post of the day I'd like to post some lyrics. They're mushy and a total cliche, but neither me nor Martin Gore cares. Just goes to show how simple things can be said.


I want somebody to share
Share the rest of my life
Share my innermost thoughts
Know my intimate details
Someone who'll stand by my side
And give me supportAnd in return
She'll get my support
She will listen to me
When I want to speak
About the world we live in
And life in general
Though my views may be wrong
They may even be perverted
She'll hear me out
And won't easily be converted
To my way of thinking
In fact she'll often disagree
But at the end of it all
She will understand me

I want somebody who cares
For me passionately
With every thought and
With every breath
Someone who'll help me see things
In a different light
All the things I detest
I will almost like
I don't want to be tied
To anyone's strings
I'm carefully trying to steer clear of
Those things
But when I'm asleep
I want somebody
Who will put their arms around me
And kiss me tenderly

Though things like this
Make me sick

In a case like this
I'll get away with it