Lovedays. The days of wine and roses. The days of love. She loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah. Yes, yes, yes. A different taste. A different color. A new revolution. For you, who are young. Move your hips baby, cause there’s a riot going on. Outta there. Because you deserve it. Because you may not know anything about art but you do know what you like. And 'cause it is oh so boring. Move your hips baby. Search and destroy. Twist and shout. Live fast, and when you become too young to die and too old for rock’n’roll, tell everybody about the maddy good old times. The wild times. On sale in large department stores. Special collectors edition. Here is your rebellion, Sir. Money back guarantee if not satisfied. Would you like it gift-wrapped? Batteries not included. The great rock’n’roll swindle.

These are strange times. Changing times. And in order to make these changes be the best of all, OFFF 2006 declares melancholy abolished and proclaims a Today and Here. It also proclaims a Tomorrow. Did we really live through a revolution? Have we really been featuring as many changes as we would like to believe we did? Have any past days really been better than the present ones? Will those LoveDays be back again; those which we miss although we ignore to have once existed? No. Definitely no. Do not believe anything you have been told so far. OFFF 2006: Next level.