And today is one of those days

Some days, you can't do much else but look at the rain, listen to "These Days" by Nico and think about that moment in The Royal Tenenbaums when Richie meets Margot when she gets of the bus.

The year of the Fembots

Robyn is back!

Me, a busy bee

Oh my, the first sign of busy times and I neglect the blog. Probably cause I've been wanting to get back into seriously busy- mode for a long time, and when the chance is finally given, I dive in feet first. The fact that spring seems to be on its way helps.

 I write for this magazine. It's basically a big glossy advert for everything slightly Nordic. Like ME! : )

Later this spring we're going to Stockholm, me and C. I'm gonna induldge in some Weekday and Monki shopping, visit my old front room Debaser and Berlin, and have a lush meal at Tranan. Last time I was there, Robyn casually walked in for a quick dinner. My motto is, "if it's good enough for Robyn, what the hell am I doing there". HAHAHAHA GO I;m funny. No, but seriously, they're so known for their meatballs and mash that they had to remove it from the menu, nobody was eatling anything else. You can still get them though, although as a pescetarian I'll opt for the strommingsflundror (I'm not even gonna try to translate that, it's basically filetts of herring put together two and two, fried in an ocean of butter.)

It looks something like this.

Funny guys

Who knew that Julian Casablancas had a sense of humour?

The weekend, in bulletpoints.

Yes, exaclty that. I'm too busy and efficient to write like a normal perosn.

So, the weekend in bullet points:

- One drive to Wales, through landscapes that would have made Peter Jackson forget all about going to New Zealand to film Lord of the Rings. Since I'm from a terribly flat piece of land, my tummy goes "IIIII!" when being confronted with the sheep dotted hills of Wales. MOUNTAINS they are, as far as I am concerned!

- One welsh wedding. With obligatory dancing to ABBA and other tunes that only ever get played at weddings in grand but slightly forgotten mansions and country houses, and a cover band that dared to attempt Lady Gaga and the Killers.

- One night spent in a Travellodge by the motorway.

- One breakfast at Little Chef. Yes, my very first Little Chef experience! Am I fully english now?

- One afternoon of reading the Sunday Times. Twice.

Swindie friday

Today, a classic Gotherburg sound from the Noughties: The Tough Alliance - Holiday. This is how Swedish indie kids were dancing two years ago. In fact, they might still do. Not so many of them in this football hooligan fashion though.

So good it Hurts

Why Hurts is the best thing that's going to happen 2010, in no particular order.

The Brideshead Revisited look of the singer, the crisp white shirts, the dancing, the baseline, the grainy quality of the video, the nazi short hair cuts, the saxophone, the melody, the heavy eye make up, the whiff of 80s, the air of sadness and unattainability. It's absolutely perfect.



They've only done a couple of gigs, but in April they're headlining the NME Radar tour and I'm gonna see them at Thekla here in Bristol. What if they suck live? I'm going to be so disappointed. But I'm sure that won't happen. If you can make that song, that video, you're not going to show up and not know what you're doing are you?