white winter hymnal

christmas time coming up, one week

crazy

a little tornado, a little hurricane roar

failure. and i keep forgetting how to breathe in this town.

tape song

alison mosshart backstage at the dead weather show.
such a sweetie.
greeting to anna booo

so far from your weapon

was hanging backstage with the dead weather yesterday. just sayin jack freakin white, alison mosshart, dean fertita and l.j.

i'm in heaven.

you blink when you breathe and you breathe when you lie - you blink when you lie

all is set for tmrw, me and lou are on the guestlist and the show's gonna be amazing! i'm super excited haha

the dead weather truly is the best parts from amazing bands. just sayin, white stripes, qotsa, the kills and the raconteurs...


The Dead Weather – Horehound

relief

first snow of the winter, tiny snow flakes growing larger and larger. it was pretty beautiful, in a bittersweet kind of way...

and i think i'm in love, in the beautiful music by chris garneau.

heartbreaker

hardcore fighting with computer, fucked up. it's official, this is war. stupid thing...

tired and hungry, not to fond about the idea of the early morning that awaits. yawn.

some halloween pics. apparently people had some problem with figuring out who i was, perhaps modesty blaise wasn't obvious enough .

dressed to kill

down in malmö with my dear friends. tonight's halloween and i'm transforming into modesty blaise (minus the guns though).

was at a brendan benson gig yesterday and had a blast, funny americans and too much beer. when i got home i sent an e-mail to dean fertita and now it seems that i'm going to see the dead weather next week (for freeee hehe). would be so much fun to see dean again, and to meet jack white and the guys.

anyhow, time to get started with the wine. life's pretty good.

pulling our weight

My dear friend Johanna, ages ago.

season's changing, people stay the same? everything changes. anxiety levels above the ordinary, rain pouring down from every corner of the sky. and all we remember are the beautiful sunny days of fall?

i'm off to brunch with my childhood friends stina and johanna. crave some good coffee. and i hate that we have summer and winter time here in Sweden, i just realised i woke up an hour early. annoying, so to speak.

btw, me on Flickr

music of the morning - The Radio Dept. – Pulling Our Weight

i change shapes just to hide in this place

i miss my two favorite girls. i miss my ocean. i miss my summer...

rain keeps pouring down and i'm bored to the bones.

Miike Snow – Miike Snow

to be alone with you

fuck. i hate when you call me in the middle of the night. i hate how my heart just skips a few beats. i hate how i no longer have the courage to answer, to find out what you want.

but it's for the best.

i miss you and it hurts like hell.
i wish you could see that, i wish you could let me go.

tuesday afternoon, dying

i'm constantly exhausted. i have absolutely no idea why and it's pretty fuckin annoying.

drinking tea and craving sugar. our local shop is under construction, no cheez doodles. i need my cheez doodles ffs. cheez, lovin the spellin, shizzzzle my dizzle!

jason, jason, fabolous jason - Coconut Records – Davy

for old times sake

good times with The Thrills, Dirty Pretty Things and QOTSA

sitting in the middle of the night looking through some pictures. god, it was eternitys ago but i can still remember (well, parts).

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i miss the old days, the crazy times. at least i did something those days, in stead of sitting at home, terrified of something as stupid as anxiety.

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i miss getting drunk with people i adore, i miss all the stupid things i did, i miss my terrible english and my blurry eyes. i miss all the amazing people i met.

who knows, maybe someday i'll be back...

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Queens Of The Stone Age – Rated R

honey i told you, these things never last

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i wish i could say that it doesn't hurt, i wish i could believe myself when i say that i'm done missing you. i wish i didn't care. but i do, and it hurts, it hurts like hell.

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Thomas Dybdahl – Thomas Dybdahl

whenever i stop

Lou and me, an early october morning in Gunnesbo, Sweden.

sunday, again. stillness in the air, soft and silky. spending the whole day sitting by the fireplace in a dark room, studying film history. in darkness even though the sun is shining and it's a beautiful, beautiful autumn day.

i'm satisfied. lonely but satisfied.

Mike & The Mechanics – M6

sweet memories.

wilderness is paradise now

don't get all this nonsense about people enjoying the rain. yeah sure, it's wondurful, blabla, drink tea and sit by the fireplace, sure, i agree. though, when you have to grab your way too cold leather jacket and actually walk for 15 minutes to school while the rain is going all crazy and you arrive soaking wet from head to toe. it's not fun! it's just not! and my cigarettes are all wet, and i know, i really have to get an umbrella.

pause for breathing.

Morning Runner – Wilderness Is Paradise Now

love is noise

i'm tired and i deeply and truly hate myself for missing the joshua radin gig tonight.

anyway, here's some photos from my walk with tina today.

The Verve – Forth

we might die from medication, but we sure killed all the pain

a beautiful autumn day. listening to bright eyes and wish i would fall in love. with someone uncomplicated, someone different from you. i just don't want to be alone...

Bright Eyes – I'm Wide Awake, It's Morning

seven swans

people change and we're so far apart. i want to miss you but i don't know if i remember how. i can't let go of the past, i can't let go of those simple summer days.

we used to be so much more, we used to be soulmates.

Sufjan Stevens – Seven Swans

needle in the hay

tired of their bullshit, tired of my mind playing stupid tricks. for once, just for once, let my life be simple and anxiety free...

Elliott Smith – Either/Or

surprise ice

tuesday, wednesday? i'm losing track of days. it's all the same. i need a drastic change.

anyway, the beautiful new album by my favorite norwegians - Kings Of Convenience – Declaration Of Dependence

simple times

got back some films i sent to develop. these ones are from a sunny september day.

i love to shoot with film, it's a shame it's so fuckin expensive.

Joshua Radin – Simple Times

ashes away

i hate when people leave, move to places far far away. i miss my friend away in iceland, i miss how she always was just a phone call away. i miss late nights with steaming tea and silent discussions. now ofc, there's skype, but still, i miss her. i just miss her like crazy. this town will never be the same.

Crosby, Stills & Nash – Crosby, Stills & Nash

make me fall

sunday evening and my case of serious hungover is down to minimal. yesterday was fun. though, tired of putting myself in weird positions. hungry kisses and all i could think about was you. wondering what you were doing, who you were kissing- my mind went on forever while my hands were grabbing someone elses neck. i'm tired of loving you, it's so fucking lonely. i'm so fucking lonely. we're one you know, me and loneliness, and somewhere i think we really really must love one another.

Helgi Jonsson – Glóandi

repetition kills you

walking around town with the sun in my eyes. everything is colored by the change of seasons. bought a fake fur for cold winter evenings, would like to live in that thing to be honest. it's a good day, it's actually a pretty good day. tonight i'll drown in good wine and good company.

obsession of the day - The Black Ghosts – The Black Ghosts

husks and shells

your empty words are killing me. one by one they're ripping my heart out. i know you know how deeply i loved you those early summer mornings. now it feels like your hunting ghosts of the past, doing whatever you can to keep me in your life. i will always love you but i need for you to let me go. you're killing me, by not loving me, you're killing me...

Volcano Choir – Unmap

all the fuss

alrightie, i'm trying to write this beautiful man an e-mail. dean fertita, met him backstage after a qotsa gig. have no idea what to write, "hi deeeean, so give me a photopass and invite me backstage after your gig with the dead weather". don't think so. haha, i'm a mess. whatever.

His old stuff - Waxwings – Shadows Of

misfit love

seriously, people need to CHILL before i've had my morning coffee and a fag. i'm not a very nice person pre noon, more like the devil himself. herself. whatever.

Queens Of The Stone Age – Era Vulgaris

blindsided

not enjoying this darkness, you know, the kind that creeps up on you without giving you the slightest chance to prepare. i miss the light mornings of early spring. i miss the innocence of my childish mind. oh-oh, it all turned darky darky, yes it did...

light of my life, this justin vernon - Bon Iver – For Emma, Forever Ago

60 feet tall

speaking of weather, the dead weather might be the best thing that happend this year. and yes, i'm a bit in love with dean fertita and alison mosshart.

The Dead Weather – Horehound

highway of endless dreams

it's raining cats and dogs. weird expression that one. not too fond about this autumn thing...

M83 – Saturdays = Youth