Britta Persson
“Meet A Bear”
New video! It includes interpretative dancing and multiple Brittas, but absolutely no bear meetings. Trade-offs.
Britta Persson demands a reblog.
During on of her gigs I was soaked. After one or two songs the rain started to pour, and when I say pour I mean it. It was cold, I shivered and was wet in every fold and crevice. I could have taken a few steps aside, there were a roof about three metres away. But no. I was mesmerised and stubborn but eventually I had to use the umbrella. (Yeah, I got one of those too and could have avoided the water even where I stood. Stupidity is a way of life. As is good music.)

