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<pubDate>Sun, 07 Sep 2008 18:35:47 -0700</pubDate>
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<title><![CDATA[Medication and Okkervil River]]>
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<description><![CDATA[While packing for ATP it seems half of my suitcase is filled up with medicines. I don’t like it. I don’t like them. I hardly remember when to take them and how to take them. They make me extremely tired. And what’s worse, they’ve made me lose lots and lots of weight. On the other hand, they’ve worked miracles with my overall wellbeing. And so I’m trying to come to terms with the fact that I’m stuck with these medicines for a very long time to come. As any other self-conscious patient I’d like to think that I’m better off the meds, that it’s all just a misunderstanding, that I’m really fine. But I’ve proved myself wrong too many times. I’m done fucking up. For once, I won’t let vanity stand in the way of my wellbeing.<br />
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And!<br />
Okkervil river just released a bunch of new UK tour dates, a bunch of dates in November. I can’t explain how grateful I am. I can’t thank the Okkervil guys enough. I feel blessed, truly blessed. I imagine the travelling is tiring, and still they keep touring both sides of the ocean. I’d be the first to understand if they chose to stay at home instead, hiding from the rest of the world. But they don’t and no one is happier than me. I don’t know what keeps them going but I hope it’ll keep them going for a long time to come. As long as they keep going, I’ll keep following them around wherever and whenever I can.]]>
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<pubDate>Wed, 14 May 2008 04:36:36 -0700
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<title><![CDATA[So fresh, so clean]]>
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<description><![CDATA[“It’s days like these I want to watch Withnail &amp; I just to see that there are people who are feeling worse than me.” -Me, earlier today.<br />
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I’m working hard on my alcoholic image. A few days ago along with Niklas and Tomas. And yesterday along with Björn, Kim and some new acquaintances. Although I’m dead tired and ridiculously hungover, I can’t give in now. We’re having a get together at our place tonight. I have to keep up the work, can’t give in, have to convince everyone I know that all I do is drink, drink, drink. Well, what else.]]>
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<pubDate>Tue, 06 May 2008 06:23:43 -0700
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<title><![CDATA[Too much, too soon]]>
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<description><![CDATA[I still cannot speak French but I miss Paris so much it hurts.<br />
It was W O N D E R F U L.<br />
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Gosh, there’s so much going on right now! I’m surprised I haven’t had a heart attack yet. It’s waiting for me around the corner.<br />
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1. I&#039;m having a huge house party next Saturday to celebrate the fact that I&#039;ve moved in (I moved in 6 months ago but who counts) and that I&#039;ve successfully renovated this apartment. I&#039;ve invited over 30 of my closest friends. As you can tell, this means a lot of planning.<br />
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2. Until then, I have to finish whatever’s left to fix regarding the apartment makeover.<br />
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It&#039;s crazy! Ya know, I&#039;ll get it fixed.]]>
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<pubDate>Sat, 26 Apr 2008 03:00:56 -0700
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<title><![CDATA[Beirut, yuck]]>
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<description><![CDATA[I don’t like Beirut. It’s a very principled decision I’ve made. Here’s the reason. Beirut were filmed for a take away show in Paris when Will and Travis (from Okkervil River) were asked if they’d like to do a duet with Beirut. It turned out it wasn’t a duet. Beirut stole the show. Travis told the fans “If we would have known that we were just going to play on one of their songs we would have said no”. Then it turns out that Beirut will be playing at Way Out West, a festival in Sweden, Gothenburg I plan to attend. I immediately tried to come up with a plan of how to best avoid Beirut and all their fans. Beirut are one of those bands that get lots of praise for doing absolutely nothing and they get lots of fans even though they’re no good, I don’t see why. The problem solved itself now that Beirut has cancelled. No one is happier than me!<br />
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And now I&#039;m going to Paris. Let’s hope Beirut doesn’t walk around on the streets and attack us with their boring music. Ta-ra!]]>
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<pubDate>Tue, 22 Apr 2008 06:22:19 -0700
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<title><![CDATA[Anxiety is freedom]]>
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<description><![CDATA[I’m sitting here biting my nails to bits and pieces. I’ve got a huge test coming up. Tonight! I’m trying to convince myself that it’s okay if I don’t do perfect. I’m trying to believe that no one expects me to be perfect. But seriously, who am I kidding? When you stop striving for perfection you might as well be dead, and so on. I’m very forgiving when it comes to friends and relatives, even strangers. But when it comes to myself I’m ridiculously harsh. First of all, it’s a compulsory test I should’ve done years ago when I still was in high school and I can’t believe I was so stupid I fucked up school back then, I could’ve saved myself these years. Second of all, if I don’t do well I won’t be able to finish this course and then I’ll have to wait another 6 months until I’m able to try again. See, the world is on my shoulders! I can’t screw this up. I’m so afraid of failing that I almost give up before I even begin.<br />
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On the other hand, I look fierce and I’m going to have a hot, hot date with a guy from work. And I&#039;m going to Paris tomorrow. As if that wasn’t enough, I&#039;m going to Bristol in a month. I guess life could be worse.]]>
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<pubDate>Tue, 22 Apr 2008 01:21:47 -0700
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<title><![CDATA[Quality check]]>
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<description><![CDATA[I’m filling out a form for some institute of quality regarding the mental institution I was placed at some time ago.<br />
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Did I have confidence in the doctors and/or the staff? No.<br />
Was I able to influence my treatment? I didn’t receive treatment.<br />
Did the staff respect my own knowledge regarding my illness and care? No.<br />
How much medication did I get? Not enough.<br />
Did I feel safe during my stay? No.<br />
Was it the right decision to release me when they did? No, I was released too early.<br />
Do I know where to turn if I have questions regarding my illness or my treatment? No.<br />
How much help did I get during my time at the clinic? Little or none.<br />
Do I have anything else to add? Yes: my time at the mental institution made me realise I better stay far away from the psychiatric care ’cause I obviously won’t get the help I need.<br />
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And that’s the quality of the psychiatric care in Sweden. Hallelujah.]]>
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<pubDate>Mon, 17 Mar 2008 07:28:55 -0700
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<title><![CDATA[Band of Horses at Sticky Fingers, Gothenburg.]]>
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<description><![CDATA[Nick and I made it to the show after all, despite sore throats and runny noses. We shared a glass of red wine at the place (in an attempt to spare my poor, little liver) and then we eagerly hit first row.<br />
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As Ben hit the stage, sat down by his steel guitar, screaming out &quot;If I am lost it’s only for a little while&quot; I had to fight back the tears. Ben is ridiculously talented. It was everything I’d expected from Band of horses live: professional, heartbreaking, sweaty and not very talkative. Ben’s energy was extremely infectious, as well as his smile. It’s inspiring to see someone give it his all on stage. The mix of old and new songs were perfect. They spiced it up with three amazing covers and a (to me) unknown yet brilliant song written by the keyboardist. I don’t know what else I could’ve asked for.<br />
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The only talent I possess is that of choosing the worst place possible at concerts. I always end up with irritating people behind my back. This time it was a relatively large group of teenagers. I’m allergic to teenagers. You know, they’re barely of age and they’re ecstatic for making it through the door and celebrate it by drowning themselves in alcohol, lose the little intelligence they have and poison the entire atmosphere for everyone around them. I resent most people but if there’s one kind I loathe it’s definitely the kind that flash their stupidity for everyone to see and hear.<br />
Yeah, I’ve been 18 too, and it wasn’t even that long ago. And yeah, I was a total train wreck but at least I had the decency to harm and annoy myself rather than my surrounding.<br />
Anyway, I have to thank those girls for their shrilly singing (a.k.a. shrieking) out of tune and totally out of lyric. You’ll be amazed to hear what kind of lyrics they came up with. And their crying out loud for beer - as if they’d just discovered the existence of beer… Hilarious!<br />
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The last time I attended a concert in Sweden was back in December when I saw Okkervil River. An under aged girl cleverly stated that she thought you would’ve executed more in your life by the age of 30; “more” meaning more than standing at a gig, singing along and jumping for joy (I love people who think they’ve got the answers to everything, especially at the age of 17). I was kind of offended by that, even though I’m nowhere near 30. I never feel as great as when I’m faced with a musical genius, surrounded by soulmates - soulmates in the sense that they appreciate a musical genius, just like me, when they hear one. I never feel as complete as when I’m joining Morrissey’s voice along with countless other people who love him just as much as I do and we’re all stating that &quot;Life is a pigsty&quot;. I could say more but you get the general idea. If I could spend the rest of my life at the front row at a Band of Horses gig, you bet your ass I would. You’ll find me there singing along and jumping for joy when I’m 30, 40, 50 and 60 (God willing). Perhaps I won’t execute much by my appearance, I won’t find a cure to HIV and I won’t save people from starving to death from the front row but at least I’ll find my way to happiness.<br />
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Or perhaps I should just stick to Tim Hardin and Timi Yuro to keep myself safe from annoying fans…]]>
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<pubDate>Sun, 16 Mar 2008 08:26:42 -0700
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<title><![CDATA[The friend who wasn’t there]]>
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<description><![CDATA[It’s slowly sinking to mind. I’m slowly seeing it all clearly. It’s slowly getting to me. Whatever I do, I’m just never enough. I’m just so incredibly wrong. I’m too young, too naive, too troubled, too honest, too quiet, too far away and too close. Too much, too little, too late.<br />
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If one can write songs about it, I guess one can write blog posts about it.<br />
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I once had a friend. I used to think of him as the best friend possible. I turned to him when I was happy, when I was sad, when I felt lonely, when I wanted to be left alone or whatever in between. He was always there and he always had the right cure. God knows I needed it at the time. I needed him more than I loved him, I won’t deny that. We weren’t such a great match to begin with. It was a little too much “misery loves company”. But somehow, out of all this, I truly did find a friend I’ve loved more than anything.<br />
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He can say what he wants about our friendship and he can claim that it wasn’t there. I’ll claim the opposite. I don’t think I’ve ever met someone as charming or considerate. I’ve never cared more for another human being - not up until then at least. As his self-worth scattered I desperately reminded him of how much he meant to me. I wanted to give him everything he’d ever done for me in return, but I just ended up feeling unwanted and superfluous. I guess I shouldn’t have bothered, it was all ridiculously pointless. Everything I’ve ever done, every word I’ve ever said, seems like a complete waste of time ’cause all that’s left is this indifference. And I’ve never felt so cheated ever before. So… used and thrown away. So cheap.<br />
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The days spent in that bed, on that arm, meant more to me than I’ll ever be able to explain. Those words whispered and meant. That smile! I felt safe and I felt free. No hidden catch, no strings attached. I felt like I, for the first time, didn’t have to put on a mask or a charade. It’s really laughable, looking back… I guess it doesn’t matter. Whatever I’ve done, it’s clearly not enough.<br />
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I found everything I’ve ever wanted from a friend but I guess it was a silly charade after all. It’s all just imagined. And it only hurts because it’s true.]]>
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<pubDate>Thu, 28 Feb 2008 08:46:17 -0800
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<title><![CDATA[I don’t care about your boring disco]]>
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<description><![CDATA[Been frustrated for days now. Everywhere I look it’s Panic! at the disco, Panic! at the disco and Panic! at the disco. Everywhere. It drives me insane. I do not like Panic! at the disco. I swore I would kill someone if I heard that someone mention Panic! at the stupid disco.<br />
And what happens? My dad, of all people, lets a “Panic! at the disco” slip out of his mouth. For a moment I felt like strangling him. But I couldn’t possibly. I love him too much.<br />
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In these few sentences I’ve mentioned Panic! at the disco 6 times (7 now!). Not too shabby.<br />
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But it still drives me insane, I drive myself insane. Panic! at the disco. Panic! at the disco. Panic! at the disco. See what I mean? It’s everywhere, all the time, everywhere. It’s not laughable. Please, help me.]]>
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<pubDate>Wed, 20 Feb 2008 03:27:25 -0800
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<title><![CDATA[Bithday kid]]>
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<description><![CDATA[An unhappy birthday to me.<br />
21, huh. I can drink as much beer as I like to in the states. Great.<br />
So, you&#039;ll find me at Ben and Nicks in Oakland during the whole summer.]]>
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<pubDate>Thu, 31 Jan 2008 00:52:34 -0800
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<title><![CDATA[Happy days]]>
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<description><![CDATA[Two days ago I wrote the most depressing blog post ever. And look at me now. I’m back to the super cheery and cheeky me. I’m fighting fit with a smile on my face and a true sense of happiness. I’ll tell you why. It’s all because of a dress I found at Top Shop yesterday. It’s from their Kate Moss line. It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. Time stopped when I first saw it. It lit up the entire room. It just screamed for me and wanted me to take it away and put it on. God, I can’t even explain how gorgeous it was. Drop-dead! Jesus. Nick insisted on buying it for me but I wouldn’t let him. He’d already bought me three new pair of shoes, a dress and shorts (oh, I feel so spoiled). In the end, he didn’t buy it and I didn’t buy it. For some absurd reason. But I tell you, dear friends, this dress is the solution to everything. If I get this dress, I’ll never ask for anything again (not until the next time).<br />
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Yes, we are going to buy it tonight since I’m truly in love with it and I can’t imagine a life without it.]]>
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<pubDate>Sat, 26 Jan 2008 02:38:49 -0800
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<title><![CDATA[Life is not a movie]]>
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<description><![CDATA[I have no appetite. When I do eat, everything tastes like metal. My mouth, my tongue, my teeth and lips are constantly dry. I’m restless but I’m too tired to do anything about it, other than obsessively run around in my apartment. I’m tired ’cause I can’t sleep properly. It’s difficult to stand up for a longer time ’cause I get dizzy. It’s tricky to manage my movement ’cause there’s so much tension in my muscles and they won’t do what I tell them to do, at other times they’re completely numb and in between it feels like my legs are stuck to the ground.<br />
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Being mentally ill isn’t very pleasant. OCD sounds like fun, but it’s just annoying. Anxiety eats you up from inside. Panic attacks are a constant threat. Isolation makes you feel lonely, not safe. Depression corrupts your mind. Paranoia drives you insane. And the list goes on. It’s a daily struggle, and that’s it. Misery, depression and suicide isn’t beautiful. If I would hang myself right now (which indeed is very tempting), Anton Corbijn wouldn’t make an amazing film about it.<br />
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The apartment is dead silent. I’m making a cup of tea. I’m trying to study literature but I end up flipping pages in Vogue instead. I’m eagerly awaiting a phone call from a mental institution. I’m staring at the watch, longing for medication time. And that’s my every day life. No glamour. Nothing exciting, nothing specific. Just… this. But maybe that’s okay.]]>
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<pubDate>Thu, 24 Jan 2008 04:11:59 -0800
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<title><![CDATA[Mistakes and regrets]]>
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<description><![CDATA[First of all, I&#039;d like to thank everyone who made comments on my &quot;Depression contest&quot; entry. I read them all and it gave me peace. I&#039;m not alone.<br />
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Otherwise, It’s one of those days when I’m better off silent. So I’ll just let someone else speak for me instead. We’re better off that way.<br />
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&quot;If I could make a list of my mistakes and regrets<br />
I’d put your name on top and every line after it<br />
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Because every inch of hope becomes a world of shame<br />
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If you forget how to feel, reach inside your chest<br />
Is there a heart beating, is there just emptiness?&quot;]]>
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<pubDate>Wed, 23 Jan 2008 05:28:11 -0800
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<title><![CDATA[The depression contest]]>
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<description><![CDATA[What is happiness? How do you find it? And when you finally do, is it even possible to hang on to it? We all know for a fact that life is a pigsty. Still, we hang on. For what? I don’t see any point in life. There’s no real reason to live (though I’d like to point out that I want to live). Then again, that’s probably why I’m on medication supposed to help the chemistry in my brain. I’ve found happiness in the wrong things. Like alcohol, drugs, relationships, eating disorders, self-destruction and material things. That kind of happiness isn’t very good in the long term. I’ve been diagnosed with depression for several years. It’s not something I flaunt but I refuse to be ashamed about it. Being silent just adds to the taboo. Depression is a disease. When you have it, you often think that the only solution and remedy is to put an end to it. By suicide, I mean. That’s why I refuse to stay quiet. Silence won’t save anyone.<br />
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Personally, I thought I would be happy throughout Christmas now that I was able to celebrate it with my relatives after all, now that I didn’t have to celebrate it at the institution where I was placed in December. I was at home with some of the people I love the most. Still Christmas passed and I could barely go through it, I just wanted to stay in bed - which I did, I fled when the chaos was too much to handle. Looking back, I probably had unrealistic expectations. I thought everything would be great as long as I wasn’t hospitalised, I thought everything would be fine just because it’s Christmas. I should’ve learned by now that nothing’s fine just because.<br />
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Is it too much to ask for happiness? Probably. But I would settle with any sort of well-being.]]>
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<pubDate>Mon, 21 Jan 2008 12:17:37 -0800
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<title><![CDATA[Starting school]]>
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<description><![CDATA[I guess you’re all sitting there in front of your computer, updating my blog every minute to see if I’d finally written something about the fact that I started school yesterday. I’m flattered. And of course, I won’t let you down.<br />
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It’s been so long since my last serious try to study that I’ve had plenty of time to forget how much energy it takes. Work 12 hours a day? No problem. Going to school? Totally different. My patience can only take so much and I’m often overwhelmed by other people’s stupidity. How can I possibly focus when I’m constantly distracted by their presence and irrelevant questions? You know what I mean. It’s probably stupid of me to say, but you know you’ve asked yourself the same question at some point.<br />
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I’m going to study Swedish, which is boring but necessary. Luckily, that’s the only thing I’m going to study. For a moment I started to doubt my own decision and wondered why I didn’t apply for more study courses. But as I left school yesterday evening I suddenly remembered why: because school sucks me dry. It tears my mind apart, it robs me of my energy, it corrupts my mind. One course is more than enough for now.]]>
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<pubDate>Wed, 16 Jan 2008 07:40:04 -0800
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<title><![CDATA[Best of 2007]]>
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<description><![CDATA[Okkervil river - The stage names; is the best record of this year - no doubt about it! As usual when it comes to Okkervil river they brought something new to the table instead of following their own footsteps. Instead of creating another album based on the same successful Black sheep boy recipe they came up with something very different (and that’s just another reason why I love them). According to me, Okkervil brought the term theme records to a whole new level. And the record is actually fun! I can’t even remember the last time I listened to a record and laughed. It’s relieving. Some people didn’t like the change. I’ve heard people call Okkervil river a sell out. I couldn’t disagree more. I love Okkervil river and I love The stage names.<br />
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Band of horses - Cease to begin; and here they go, proving us all that there’s plenty of talent left. Yes, I was concerned after their ridiculously brilliant album Everything all the time. I was afraid they wouldn’t live up to the expectations they brought on themselves. But they did! And then some!<br />
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LCD soundsystem - Sound of silver; this is bedroom dancing at its best. Need I say more?<br />
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Bonde do role - With lasers; it’s happiness in a nutshell, really. I missed out on their shows here in Sweden (yes, both!), but I’ve heard some amazing stories about it. I guess we’ll have to wait and see what happens next as the band recently confirmed that Marina Amphetamina isn’t a part of the band any longer. Anyhow, we still have With lasers and as long as we do, the party is here to stay.<br />
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Gruff Rhys - Candylion; Gruff’s Candylion is the sweetest thing I’ve heard in a long time. I had a hard time trying to decide whether or not to mention Gruff, and whether or not to mention Super furry animals. In the end, I have to say I prefer the solo songs of Gruff. He was also a part of the album Hey Venus! by Super furry animals. I do like that record, but I prefer Candylion. It simply impressed me more.<br />
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Voxtrot - Voxtrot; oh, finally a debut album! I’ve been waiting for this for soooo looooong. The album grew in my eyes (or ears, rather) as time went by. It reached its peak when I heard them live at Pusterviksbaren in Gothenburg - where most people had never heard of them. I had a word or two with the band after the show and we talked about their upcoming show in Stockholm. However, there never was a show in Stockholm ’cause Voxtrot decided they’d much rather go on tour with Arctic monkeys and ditch us with the words “These will be the last Voxtrot shows for a long time!” I still haven’t forgiven them. And Steven is the worst song I’ve ever heard.<br />
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The Lovemakers - Misery Loves Company; I don’t know what I would’ve done or where I’d be without this record. It helped me through my rough times and I’ll forever be grateful for that. If you ever get your heart broken, keep this record on repeat.<br />
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Babyshambles - Shotter’s nation; Pete gained weight and I could care less ’cause the music is great.<br />
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Here’s a short list of the best songs, all according to me, in no particular order:<br />
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The Lovemakers - Save Me<br />
The Lovemakers - Misery Loves Company (including the video, it&#039;s awesome)<br />
Band of Horses - Is There a Ghost<br />
SHITDISCO - Lover Of Others<br />
Justice vs. Simian - We Are Your Friends<br />
Nelly Furtado - Say It Right<br />
Arctic Monkeys - Do Me a Favour<br />
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<strong>I don’t want to hear anything more from My Chemical Romance, Panic! at the Disco or Jamie T.</strong><br />
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Best shows? Shout Out Louds live at Debaser Medis, no doubt about that. Ratatat at Chalmers. Voxtrot at Pustervik. Regina Spektor at Way Out West. Kanye West at Accelerator. CSS was quite an experience as well, Lovefoxxx decided to stagedive and dove her ass right in my face! Oh yes, 2007 was a great year.<br />
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So, finally, what’s left to look forward to? First off, I’ll get to see Band of Horses for the first time as they are coming to Sticky Fingers in Gothenburg. Shearwater’s new album, titled Rock, will be released this year. Destroyer are recording as we’re speaking. And didn’t we hear something about Morrissey as well?]]>
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<title><![CDATA[Getting things done.]]>
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<description><![CDATA[There’s this (said to be) brilliant strategy called the GTD strategy. GTD = Getting Things Done. It’s somehow supposed to make you more efficient. I don’t know how well it works. I have created my own GTD strategy and I call it “Tell me that Shout Out Louds will be playing at a place near me and I’ll do whatever it takes to avoid a mental breakdown”. It works very well and it all works so well because you’re happy and energetic when you think about how amazing it’ll be to see one of your favorite bands yet you don’t want to overthink it ’cause then you’ll go crazy and so you use all that energy to do all sorts of things to keep your brain from overthinking. Excellent, huh? I haven’t been this manic, efficient and lively for ages. There’s still a tiny flaw in the system though; I&#039;m extremely depressed now when it’s all over. I have absolutely nothing to look forward to. My life is over, and that’s probably not a great driving force. I’ll just stay in my bed, stare into the wall and get zero things done. It’s comforting to know that I’m expected at a baptism tomorrow. If I wasn’t I would most likely stay in bed with my anxiety. But let’s ignore the tiny flaw, let’s focus on the positive side of this story instead. The positive side, in case you forgot: a manic, efficient and lively Michelle.<br />
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Anyway. I got my hands on Anton Corbijn’s Control today. Maybe I’ll let myself have a chill pill, be less manic and stay at home with this film instead. Sounds like a plan. Unfortunately, I’m way, way, way too stressed out to enjoy The New Pornographers tonight at Debaser. And to be honest, I’m still sad over the fact that Dan Bejar won’t be there. Control isn’t such a bad substitute. I’m sure I’ll love it. At least it’s a nice way to keep my mind on other things and avoid that heart attack that seems to be getting closer and closer as I tend to think about yesterday far more often than what’s healthy.<br />
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I never claimed my strategy to be perfect.]]>
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<pubDate>Sun, 02 Dec 2007 11:08:21 -0800
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<title><![CDATA[Reflecting]]>
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<description><![CDATA[Monday - humiliation. Tuesday - suffocation. Wednesday - condescension. Thursday is pathetic. By Friday life has killed me.<br />
To quote Morrissey.<br />
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2 days left and I think I’m having a nervous breakdown.]]>
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<pubDate>Thu, 29 Nov 2007 01:48:14 -0800
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<title><![CDATA[Gavin Watson’s Skins]]>
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<description><![CDATA[We went to see Gavin Watson and his exhibition at The Color Place earlier this month. Gavin Watson is responsible for the book Skins. His story is amazing and it was such an honour to hear him talk about it. If you don’t know who he is, perhaps you at least saw the film This Is England. The film was inspired by and based upon the pictures that Gavin Watson took in the late 70’s and early 80’s.<br />
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I fell in love with a photography (called “Norma meet Kelley, Kelley meet Norma”) portraying a young girl standing face to face with a poster of Marilyn Monroe. I would do anything to be in that picture. I would do anything to read her mind. Her face reveals absolutely nothing. It haunts me. Nick asked Gavin about the photograph and he told us all about it. He said it was taken when he got a tattoo (he showed us the remains of a little star in the palm of his hand). His girlfriend Kelley joined him and he was simply taking photos of her at the tattooist’s place. He said he would’ve liked to be able to say that he staged the photograph, that it took him a long time to get the set perfect. But it wasn’t like that. It was just a photo of his girlfriend. There’s nothing more to it. According to him, it was just something he snapped. To me, it’s a work of art. I have a hard time dealing with the fact that this amazing photograph is nothing more than a coincidence.<br />
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That’s actually the story behind most of his pictures. While most people look at these photos and see something private and intimate, Gavin shrugs and says it’s just pictures of his friends. Isn’t that the best part of the story? Here’s a young man with a camera, growing up in what seems to be hell on earth, taking pictures of his daily life, years later being told that he is responsible for one of the most important photographic documents of his time. He didn’t plan to document a misunderstood culture, he just wanted to document his ordinary, everyday life.<br />
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Gavin says it all: “I hope you enjoy the images and take them for what they are - photos of young kids. Growing up. That’s it. Taken by a young kid growing up. The climate has changed and I feel most people with any suss realise that skinheads were never really a threat to world peace. It’s just another youth cult.”<br />
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Leaving The Color Place, I felt this massive happiness. Two weeks on and the feeling isn’t gone.]]>
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<pubDate>Fri, 23 Nov 2007 05:56:36 -0800
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<title><![CDATA[All sad feelings will be taken out]]>
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<description><![CDATA[Whenever I’m overboard and down I always seem to turn to the same things over and over for consolation and some kind of acknowledge. When I feel like I dissolve and extinguish I look for something to cling to. I look for identification in order to make my abstract train of thought follow something more clear-sighted. To put emotions down into words, and thereby admit those feelings, has always worked for me, in one way or another. And when I feel like I can’t, I know that someone else has done it before. I can always rely on Ben Bridwell.<br />
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I turn to Band of Horses very deliberately. I’ve heard their songs over a hundred times and it still rings true. With lyrics such as “It&#039;s looking like a limb torn off, or altogether just taken apart. We&#039;re reeling through an endless fall, we are the ever-living ghost of what once was” and ”At every occasion I&#039;ll be ready for a funeral&quot; Band of Horses make me speechless. They touch the deepest of my nerves. Unwittingly, they’ve helped me through a lot.<br />
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AND THEY&#039;RE COMING TO SWEDEN, IN MARCH, ALL THE WAY FROM SEATTLE!<br />
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Band of Horses is a lifelong love. This is my modest way to say you should listen to them and adore them. That’s all.]]>
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<pubDate>Wed, 21 Nov 2007 01:30:50 -0800
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