Saturday, June 30, 2007

Accelerator: The Sea And Cake

Accelerator: The Sea And Cake

Av nån anledning tog jag en massa bilder på när de satte upp och soundcheckade också, oh well, bra var det iallafall.

Accelerator: Jens Lekman

Accelerator: Jens Lekman

Nånstans där borta i fjärran står han. Hade precis träffat Oskar och Louise, och en stund in i spelningen såg vi qom springa ut från publiken iväg mot toaletterna.

Accelerator: Junior Boys

Accelerator: Junior Boys

Friday, June 29, 2007

Thursday, June 21, 2007

Like The War Was Over

Like The War Was Over

Sushi för första gången, med Kitmi.
Hmm.

Jesus

I will sing a song to you
and you will shake the ground for me
and the birds and bees and old fruit trees
will spit out songs like gushing streams

and Jesus will come through the ground so dirty
with worms in his hair and a hand so sturdy
to call us his magic we call him worthy
Jesus came up through the ground so dirty

I will sing a song to you
and you will stomp your feet for me
and the bears and bees and banana trees
will play kazoos and tambourines

and Jesus will dance while we drink his wine
with soldiers and thieves and a sword in his side
and we will be joy and we will be right
Jesus will dance while we drink his wine

Jesus will come through the ground so dirty
with worms in his hair and a hand so sturdy
to call us his magic we call him worthy
Jesus came up through the ground so dirty

[...]

Saturday, June 16, 2007

Dreaming Seamless Dreams Of Lead

Dreaming Seamless Dreams Of Lead

Middag hos Kitmi, film hos mig, eftermiddagsfrukost.

Sprout And The Bean

I slept all day
awoke with distaste
and I railed
and I raved

that the difference between
the sprout and the bean
is a golden ring
it is a twisted string
and you can ask the counsellor
you can ask the king
and they'll say the same thing
and it's a funny thing

should we go outside?
should we go outside?
should we break some bread?
are y'interested?

and as I said
I slept as though dead
dreaming seamless dreams of lead

when you go away
I am big-boned and fey
in the dust of the day
in the dirt of the day

[...]

Friday, June 15, 2007

Unfold Me

Unfold Me

Trädgården med Kitmi och Linnea, och så träffade jag Emma och Sussi. En fin bild tog jag också.

Breathe Me

help, I have done it again
I have been here many times before
hurt myself again today
and the worst part is there's no one else to blame

be my friend
hold me, wrap me up
unfold me, I am small and needy
warm me up and breathe me

ouch, I have lost myself again
lost myself and I am nowhere to be found
yeah, I think I might break
lost myself again and I feel unsafe

[...]

Saturday, June 9, 2007

Breakfast Of Champions

Breakfast Of Champions

Fick precis veta att jag klarade tentan som det förra inlägget handlade om. Så nu slipper man iallafall ta sommarkurser för att få sitt studiemedel nästa termin.

På bilden är förövrigt frukosten jag åt halv sju på morgonen innan tentan, anteckna.

Chapter 1

This is a tale of a meeting of two lonesome, skinny, fairly old white men on a planet which was dying fast.

One of them was a science-fiction writer named Kilgore Trout. He was a nobody at the time, and he supposed his life was over. He was mistaken. As a consequence of the meeting, he became one of the most beloved and respected human beings in history.

The man he met was an automobile dealer, a Pontiac dealer named Dwayne Hoover. Dwayne Hoover was on the brink of going insane.

[...]

Fuck Me And Make Me A Drink

Fuck Me And Make Me A Drink

Sista tentan. Sen börjar sommarlovet. På riktigt. Har dygnat, druckit löjliga mängder te, och pluggat linjär algebra, tenta kl.8, wish me luck.

Karen

Karen, I'm not taking sides
I don't think I'll ever do that again
I'll end up winning and I won't know why
I'm really trying to shine here, I'm really trying
you're changing clothes and closing windows on me all the time

well, whatever you do, listen, you better wait for me
no, I wouldn't go out alone into America
whatever you do
listen, you better wait for me
no, I wouldn't go out alone

Karen, we should call your father, maybe it's just a phase
he'll know the trick to get a wayward soul to change his ways
it's a common fetish for a doting man
to ballerina on the coffee table cock in hand

[...]

without warm water in my head
all I see is black and white and red
I feel mechanical and thin
hear me play my violin again
I'm living in the target's shoes
all I see is black and white and blue.
idle, idle, idle, idle, protect the nest
protect the title

Karen, put me in a chair, fuck me and make me a drink
I've lost direction, and I'm past my peak
I'm telling you this isn't me
no, this isn't me
Karen, believe me, you just haven't seen my good side yet

[...]