November 27th, 2013
How do you get anywhere in the
music biz? I get that question sometimes and I just don't have a clue.
I mean I spent a long time building things up for myself, playing
really, really shitty tours and working my ass off. But the only demo I
ever sent out was the one that got me signed to a label and got the
Here's an excerpt of what it sounded like:
(Citykrogen was a bar in Kortedala where I'd
been once to ask for a cup of coffee and got some strange looks. Later
they got closed down because they apparently didn't run a bar at all
but were selling guns and drugs. I didn't know that back then, I just
picked a place that did exist but didn't have a phonenumber in case the label would google it).
November 26th, 2013
The picture discs are now sold out but I still have plenty of Night Falls and When I Said CD's. Write me if you want one!
November 22nd, 2013
I will be doing a show in Annedalskyrkan, Gothenburg on December 17th,
together with Alice B, José Gonzalez, Xenia Kriisin etc. This is for
the Crossroads Project, a project aimed at helping the increasing
number of EU migrants in Gothenburg. You can read more about it here.
See you there Gothenburgians!
November 19th, 2013
November 7th, 2013
This just in! My distributor just got a return
of 30 I Know What Love Isn't vinyl picture discs! These have the artwork printed on the actual vinyl record, the
titles are on the back, it comes in a plastic sleeve. Kinda rare,
edition of 500. These one's are 15 EUR. Write me if you want one! As
for the other CD's - I still have loads of Night Falls and When I Said.
A few I Know What Love Isn't. Silent is sold out. Still a "pay what you
feel like" deal on the CD's.
November 6th, 2013
On their way...
November 1st, 2013
October 30th, 2013
More soon my little gerbils.
September 10th, 2013
September 10th, 2013
Hampus, Jonas, Julia, me and Josefin say goodbye and thank you for a wonderful year of shows. We started on September 7th 2012 and ended September 7th 2013. Such a perfect circle. The last shows were so good I wish we could've done another year. But I'm going to spend time now writing and recording for a while. And doing a few other things:
On September 21st I will be playing at Gustav Adolfs Torg here in Gothenburg, it's a manifestation against the increasingly profit driven welfare, swedes can read more about it here and see a video that a teacher from my old school did here.
September 28th I will also play at the
opening of a new park in my old hometown suburb Hammarkullen. There
will be music, barbecue, pingpong and good feelings. I'm playing
between 11-14 sometime.
Also, on September 19th I'm DJ:ing at the release party of Xenia Kriisin.
August 11th, 2013
Humans are narrative creatures. We explain our
lives, businesses, countries, values, and choices through stories. In
this age of information overload, well-told, well-written, and
well-produced stories are essential to keep our communities alive, and
reflect our common humanity.
Wood carving by Sarah Leitten
And then suddenly this happens:
August 5th, 2013
Here's the line-up:
July 26th, 2013
July 20th, 2013
PS. Yes I know I can't pronounce th-sounds, you
don't have to point that out.
It's struck me recently how elegantly the
language of the customer review has lent itself to political satire. I
was reading up on Googoosha's
self titled album on Amazon,
Googoosha's real name is Gulnara Karimova, daughter of Uzbekistan's
dictator Islam Karimov, known for boiling his enemies alive among other
things. Gulnara is known herself for a lot of nefarious business
practices (lately she's been in the news here for doing shady business
with swedish phone company Telia Sonera). In order to smooth out these
less desirable aspects of her public image she's released an album of
anonymous popsongs under a cute name. Obviously,
Gulnara must have a team of people polishing her online image, and on
they are fighting it out with people who are less fond of her and a lot
Meanwhile, more currently, pro-lifers and
pro-choicers are fighting it out over Texas senator Wendy Davis' shoes,
a pair of Mizuno Women's Wave Riders,
also on Amazon.
For those of you who have been on summer vacation and haven't read the
news, Wendy Davis became famous when she held an eleven hour long
filibuster speech earlier this week to prevent a bill being passed in
Texas that would close down most of the states abortion clinics. She
did this wearing a pair of Mizuno's. Reviews such as "That's right
ladies, this shoe is completely
washable, so just shove it up their ass" meet a few counter reviews
such as "Outrun responsibility for your actions with this gem". The
highlight of the debate is however when some random running enthusiasts
join in without a clue what's going on "I don't know what the heck
people are talking about here but I liked the shoes".
Another favourite is if you look up Guantanamo Bay on Google Maps.
would've made Jonathan Swift proud I think to myself and skip over to
read how people reviewed his classic satirical essay 'A Modest Proposal'. Initials K.H: "Too bad folks
consider this satire".
move slowly through the midsummer night, like the snails that move
across the wet countryroad. The cars stop for nothing, we stop for
everything. The cows need to be talked to. A rock needs to be sung to.
Strange flowers burn in the ditch. We make a beeline through a cemetary
and we look for our own names and our own birthdates. It's the longest
day of the year and we will never die. Our phones have no reception.
It's a remix for my friends in the Shout Out
are the setlists from the alphabetical shows from Knarrholmen
this weekend. The reason I did the shows like this was
because it was ten years ago since I released my first single and I
thought it was a good time to lose my head a little. I have to say that
going up alone on stage at a festival and knowing that you can only
rely on half your songs and stories is scary.
1. And I remember every kiss
I realized afterwards that 'A Sweet
should've been in the 2nd show since I had decided to count out 'A',
'An' and 'The' from the alphabetization. It fit in
spiritually in the first set anyway.
'Bli Någon Annans' is Become Someone Else's
translated into swedish. 'Julie' was also played in swedish as was 'Jag
Vet Vad Kärlek Inte Är' (I Know What Love Isn't), 'Motsatsen Till
Halleluja' (The Opposite of Hallelujah) and 'Lönnlöv' (Mapleleaves).
'The World Moves On' had to be cut since I ran out of time. But I left it in the list anyway. It was supposed to be there.
I get e-mails about Jennifer, the character I sing about in Become
Someone Elses. People are wondering if they can please talk to this
girl and have her advice on their relationship issues, sort of like Liz Lemon's Dealbreaker Lady.
So I asked the real life Jennifer (not her real name) and she agreed to
do a few. So for the month of may, if you have any questions for her,
them to me and I will forward them. She will answer as many as she can
(but probably can't do all of them). Just put "For Jennifer" in the
Some of you are asking about the topic of the month thing we had here on smalltalk before and I thought I should let you know that I decided to take a break from that for a while because I simply haven't had the time to juggle a hundred conversations simultaneously. Well, I've had the time, but I've wanted to spend that on other things. Like getting started on new songs. Which is going well! I still enjoy getting e-mails though so keep them coming.
April 30th, 2013
When I was living in Melbourne I used to get
some really weird (but occasionally really fun) packages from some fans
had been able to track down my new address. There were packages with
food, dust, wooden sculptures, fluids, bottled air from Ohio and on at
least one occassion - a dead bird. Sealed in a plastic bag apparently
but still a dead bird.
April 9th, 2013
March 27th, 2013
Är det nån som vill ha ett piano? Jag tänkte
skaffa ett nytt så jag behöver bli av med mitt nuvarande. Det är gratis
men ni får betala flytten, det finns ett antal flyttfirmor som gör det
gör en tusing eller två inom Göteborg (obs, det är inget ni kan flytta
på egen hand, det står fyra våningar upp och väger som ett piano gör).
Pianot är av märket Rippen, ett holländskt märke. Det är inget
fantastiskt piano i ärlighetens namn men gör sitt jobb om man gillar
det där knarriga skolpiano ljudet (det är pianot jag använde på senaste
skivan, ni kan ju lyssna på den). Givetvis behövs det stämmas också,
jag har några bra kontakter för det om ni vill ha. Maila mig. PS.
Katten på bilden ingår ej.
March 26th, 2013
The photo on the front
had to be changed. To something that is not from the last record but
something just after. A photo that can represent the time between the
record that just was and the one that is to be. I chose a black and
white photo taken by the very talented Julien Bourgeois, from a
backstreet in Paris last summer. I hadn't shaved. I still haven't
shaved. The palette brooch on my jacket sleeve was lost soon after this
at a Ryanair airport in Italy. I used to point to that brooch in
interviews and say "for this record I chose the more sombre colours
from my palette".
March 21st, 2013
year at Knarrholmen I will bring a more open songbook. I will play two
early sets, one each day, solo acoustic. Where usually in my sets, some
pushed out by the hits, the crowdpleazerz, this time there will be room
for the other songs to come out and hang. I will divide the sets
alphabetically too, that felt like a natural way to let the setlists
March 18th, 2013
Molina passed away two days ago. I didn't know him well but we met a
few times. The first time we met was during thanksgiving 2004 in
Bloomington, Indiana where our recordlabel Secretly Canadian have their
office. In a backyard behind a house Jason showed me his broken guitar
that he had placed in a tree there years earlier. The guitar and the
tree had grown together, the tree slowly swallowing the guitar as
it's stem grew around it. Jason was sweet, friendly. I didn't get a
chance to tell him how much I loved his records.
March 6th, 2013
Have you ever really listened to "What a
Wonderful World"? Yes of course you have but I mean have you ever really
listened to it? Have you ever sat down and
read the lyrics and studied each dim7 chord? Let each one ring out
through it's perfect position in the chord structure? Have you ever had
a beloved uncle pass
away and been asked to sing at his funeral, and you thought of this
song and how it evokes a sense of optimism in a time of grief. That the
world moves on, babies are born, seasons come and go. "I see friends
shaking hands, saying how do you do, they're really saying I love you".
And have you ever tried to sing through the whole song but found that
by the time the last verse comes along your voice always starts
shaking? And you have to tell your family that you probably can't sing
because the whole thing is a bit too emotional for you. And you go
outside and take a deep
breath, you go for a run up to the lake in the hills and you see that
the snowdrops have started growing and a deer looks at you curiously
from up the hill. A fine rain falls upon you. And you think to yourself…
March 5th, 2013
March 2nd, 2013
I'm packing up my stuff to leave Melbourne again I come across a small
box of my CD's. Leftover merch from one of my tours, probably the asian
tour I did in 2010. On closer inspection they turn out to be in good
condition but not in mint condition, some of the shells have cracks in
them, some have what looks like slight water damage to the paper.
They're totally fine, but they're unsellable. I can't even give them
away to a recordstore and I have to get rid of them right now.
March 1st, 2013
to clarify, what I'm sad about is where things are going with music in
general and the fact that I'm personally uncomfortable with my songs
ending up in that context. Not that you would be judging me.
February 25th, 2013
happened two weeks ago. An offer came in to license one of my songs for
a commercial. This time I had to take it. My last album and my
last tours lost so much money, money that would take years to recoup.
The reality of things meant there was no way around it.
February 20th, 2013
just wanted to write a few lines and say thank you Melbourne. It was
an amazing show. And when I say amazing I say it like you say
it down here, with an emphasis on the second A, drawn out
It was so wonderful to finally hear the new
songs come home, take their shoes off, make themselves comfortable. It
was quite emotional for me, hearing so many people sing along, actually
lyrics and melodies. And when that eerie screech from when tram # 1
Sth Melbourne Beach drove by around the corner of the last song,
creating a sound that somehow actually was in tune with the melody... I
from where I stood it was just one of the best moments ever.
Sydney, Brisbane and Perth were also really
amazing. I really wish the circumstances under which we played in Perth
could be for every show, with the breeze gently breezing by just when
you needed it and Jupiter positioned just underneath the moon. I wish
the stars and planets were always aligned like that.
I have five spots for the Wheeler Centre
(see below, feb 2nd). I want to give these to minors only as the other
shows are strictly 18+ and I haven't been able to do anything about
that. So the first five to write me
about this gets one ticket each. There is of course no way for me to
check that you are minors so I'm just going to have to trust you. If
you're over 18, don't ask for the tickets or you're a jerk.
Dear Quantas Airlines
February 2nd, 2013
As part of my Australian visit I will be dropping by the Wheeler Centre in Melbourne on the 12th to talk about storytelling and writing, excited about this. The info is here.
February 12, 2013
I'm sorry I wasn't able to inform you in time
about this, I see that the event is already booked out. I know there's
a lot of you who have written to me about the age restrictions for the
Melbourne show and I was hoping this could be at least something
you could go to. But I wasn't informed that it had been released. I
hope you were able to get tickets.
January 26th, 2013
January 24th, 2013
a place underneath Grand Central Station in New York called The Oyster
Bar which is quite famous but a place you might miss since it's a bit
hidden away underneath the constant flow of people on their way
somewhere else. It's a beautiful place with it's Gustavino tiled
ceilings and soft lights. If you know someone who lives in New York
there's a chance they might've taken you there. There's a chance they
might've said "I know you're vegetarian but you gotta try the clam
chowder". And there's a chance you might've said "Well, I'll try a bit
of yours if that's ok". And it's likely this takes place in the coldest
of the winter months and that the warmth of the food and wine
overwhelmed you and got your spirits up after a long day of walking in
the cold. And maybe one of you might've ordered potatoes and when the
potatoes show up at the end of the meal you realize that it is simply a
bowl of boiled potatoes. And you're already full. And that might've
the moment when your friend Gary suggested that you put the potatoes in
your pockets, using them as heating
devices as you walk home through the cold. They last a long time, the
skin of the potato keeps the heat in. And when you're finally on the
subway and you have fourteen stops ahead of you, you realize you have a
snack in your pocket, still warm.
January 15th, 2013
just woke up from one of those dreams that my friend Bill Wells would
probably call "nighttime composing". A productive dream it was,
where an idea took shape. I saw on the news last night about how
electric cars are too silent, potentially posing a threat to
pedestrians and bicyclists. So they're thinking of equipping the cars
with a sound. A man from the department of something said something
about what a pity it was that when we've finally started getting rid of
the traffic noise, we face a new potential cacophony. And in my dream I
solved the problem, I thought why not have each vehicle produce a
certain note within a harmonic scale. Look out your window, there's a
blue Renault slowly crossing the bridge producing a mellow G. The
Renault meets a Mazda humming an E. On the other side of the river, a
Toyota gives out a low C and all of this turns into a dreamy Cmajor7 as
a Volvo passes by on the street below you, singing a high B. Now
imagine a highway, the equivalent of someone pressing down all the
white keys on a keyboard producing the most beautiful ambient
dreamscape. What about emergency vehicles you'd say, well they could
have pulsing dissonant tones, breaking through the dreamscape, catching
your attention. This is as far as my dream got before I came to think
of the Doppler effect.
January 14th, 2013
Trying to finish some lyrics here. something
really honest and from the heart.
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