This here melancholy list is wildly delayed, as it was supposed to be my farewell list to Athens. But as, two weeks later, I'm still on a little bit of a comedown (you don't shake that city that easily), here goes:
Allan Edwall - Den lilla bäcken
I know I say this quite often – it's kind of built in to the concept of this blog – but this really is one of the finest songs ever written. I pity you poor non-Swedish-speakers for never being able to appreciate the full beauty of a line like
sanningen av ångrad lögn består
Kjell Höglund - Gennesarets Sjö
Another one hard to explain. As a teenager I listened to Kjell Höglund mainly because anything as weird and idiosyncratic as his early songs was automatically cool to me. But twenty or so years later he suddenly lunges for a sincere stab at my heart and all my defences are down. Unhip, unabashed poetry of the bestest kind:
Dina kyssar smakar smultron och mjölk
Drömmen ska brinna om ett annat liv
Låt ditt hjärta slå ett extra slag
Låt oss hoppas att det snart blir dag
Mina minnen är som körsbär i punsch
Och det rinner som en flod i min inre värld
Låt mig gråta, låt mig vara i fred
Och bränna mina böcker som ved
Radiohead - Present Tense
Trust Thom Yorke to take bossanova and make it as sad (and beautiful) as it can possibly get.
Weezer - The Good Life
The lesson from two months in Athens: It's time I got back to the good life. I'm not stone dead inside yet. I want sugar in my tea.
Tim Buckley - Song To The Siren
I performed live again! Although it was Dan's performance work. But I sang this from a balcony in Athens. And it was ever so apropos...
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