18/09/2015

30/15 - Home Is Made For Coming From

I'm back in London, and suddenly I feel so very Swedish...


Kanye West - Black Skinhead

Let's just get going with some 'fuck up your whole afternoon shit'. How can you argue with this? Irresistible, iconoclastic, megalomaniacal production.


Kent - Du är ånga

The story of adulthood as a sickness. And the cure is not nostalgia; it's a new dream.
När vi var små så sköt vi kåda, bark och stål


Hank Crawford - Wildflower

The rain comes in bursts. I am in my bed, trying to write a to-do-list. London is grey and damp. And then a smooth 70s saxophone whirls around the room, gradually settling like a fallen garland out of season. Autumn slips a shoe in.




Håkan Hellström - Det är så jag säger det

Dedicated to Göteborg – no matter how much of an annoying, faultfinding emigrant I turn, my love for my hometown continues to grow with the years. I was on a late summer ferry-ride in the archipelago, watching the city-mouth from the sea, and was listening to this; the most disarmingly straight forward message of love set to a Mercury Rev pastiche that there is. My heart swelled with the waves.


Lee Marvin - Wand'rin' Star

But... you gotta keep moving. I've bought myself an uncertain future, and pushing on through the bogs of sentimentality and nostalgia, I still consider it a wise investment.
I've never seen a sight that didn't look better looking back...




Meow The Jewels is on its way! And when a piece of music has you simultaneously laughing out loud and gasping with awe, it is worth the wait:


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