an awkward [reality] break

To be able to speak as good and compelling as Ira Glass.

Have you noticed that you can feel great, fantastic and downright rather good all around and then suddenly the cell phone makes that Tardis-sound and the shit just crawls back up? And the stomach twists and turns into this small scale copy of the biggest ball of twine in the world, and you’d rather just lie down and just do bugger all. But there are people around so you can’t, and instead the head just screams random syllables in one of those annoying fonts that doesn’t have proper kearning? Not? Lucky you.

Anyways. The weekend in Norrköping was really fun though. Expect photos in the photo-tumbler.

Jag har blivit helfast i Land of Talks akustiska skiva L’aventure Acoustique. Den har hela Applause Cheer Boo Hiss och tre till låtar fast då “utan” ström. Hur som helst, den har gått varm i spelaren. Det är något med atmosfären som kommer ur högtalarna, en kombination av Liz Powells röst och hur instrumenten låter. Svårt att förklara, men jag kommer föröka ge mig på det lite bättre på See If They Applaud.

(Foto tagit av Jalapeño)