Does a rocker's appartment belong in a museum?

[Saiyaman]

Let me explain, when Dutch Rock N Roll icon Herman Brood died, it was decided by his manager and his family to leave his Amsterdam appartment and paint studio the way they were since the day he died.

http://www.parool.nl/static/FOTO/pe/18/9/8/art_xlarge_26903.jpg
http://www.parool.nl/static/FOTO/pe/18/8/1/art_xlarge_11551.jpg
Brood in 1997 working on paintings.

Long time Brood fans Bono and Frank Black have since visited the appartment and were astounded by how much MOJO the place had.

But unfortunately, thanks to new rules about updating the fire hazard that this old building had, the decision was made to completely renovate the building, which meant that Brood's appartment had to be cleaned out.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iUDzYGYxVmM
The guy with the bald head and glasses is Koos Van Dijk, who was Brood's manager and a personal friend. Even if you don't understand what is being said, you can still make out how emotional it was for him to see it happen. He talks about saving the floor panels and putting them on display in a museum.

Most of the things that were in Brood's appartment have indeed ended up in a museum, where they carefully have recreated the appartment.
http://www.amstelveenweb.com/afbeeldingen/2008-Brood-atelier.jpg
http://www.amstelveenweb.com/afbeeldingen/2008-Brood-piano.jpg
But let's face it, it's not the same, it doesn't (and will never have) the sheer vibe that his actual living and working space had.

 

[Stella_Omega]

I always wear pristine leather jeans when I spatter paint.

You betcha!

But aside from that-- Its very true that a place and what's in it can hold a lot of mojo if you will, meaning, and value to visitors. And it won't be the same transferred into a museum. It goes sterile.

Some parts of the past are ephemeral, they can't last.

Someone else will create a space with wonderful energy. Be on the lookout for that person. Be ready to welcome them.

 

[sr71plt]

I always wear pristine leather jeans when I spatter paint.

You betcha!

But aside from that-- Its very true that a place and what's in it can hold a lot of mojo if you will, meaning, and value to visitors. And it won't be the same transferred into a museum. It goes sterile.

Some parts of the past are ephemeral, they can't last.

Someone else will create a space with wonderful energy. Be on the lookout for that person. Be ready to welcome them.

Ah, you caught the out-of-place sparkling clean leather pants, did you?

This works when you incorporate the actual wall surfaces, such as Whistler's Peacock Room at the Smithsonian's Freer gallery in Washington, D.C., or all of the room collections at Winterthur in Wilmington, Del.

 

[Saiyaman]

I always wear pristine leather jeans when I spatter paint.

You betcha!

You don't know half of it, Brood owned a Parrot he always had with him, it sat on his head and on his shoulders shitting all over him.
http://wapedia.mobi/thumb/cc86505/nl/fixed/421/599/Herman_Brood_2000_Amsterdam_Sander_Lamme.jpg?format=jpg
"I got bird shit in my hair? Rock N Roll!"

But aside from that-- Its very true that a place and what's in it can hold a lot of mojo if you will, meaning, and value to visitors. And it won't be the same transferred into a museum. It goes sterile.

Some parts of the past are ephemeral, they can't last.

Someone else will create a space with wonderful energy. Be on the lookout for that person. Be ready to welcome them.

You should check out the paintings he made they were awesome.

I wonder after my death what personal items people would find when cleaning out my appartment. Lots of guitar picks, doodles and cribbles on the wall, my secret stash of porn mags hidden behind a loose wall panel. (Internet made it so I didn't need to get porn mags anymore but I kept the magazines there.) Guitar parts all over the fucking place, spray paint stains on the floor.

My place has MOJO.

And if I should move I'm pretty sure that the place I'll be moving to will also have MOJO in time.

 

[Handley_Page]

No, is my short answer to the question.