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Written December 4th 2007 by Larry

you never saw my old store
i know this
because almost noone ever came to the old store
i...for some reason that i one day hope to figure out
i was proud of scaring away people
and dogs
and UN special forces looking for new diseases

the store was dirty....
make that DIRTY
the cds and films were sorted out
they were sorted out according to

according to how exactly
i could make things hard to find
it was not a very good system
i used to say
i want customers who dare
who are willing to use their minds
and who want to spend three hours looking for
1 cd

god was i a shmuck

packages...more cool packages helt enkelt

Written December 3rd 2007 by Larry

some days i really don't know
is this store here to sell stuff?
or is this just a ruse...an excuse
for me to order stuff and open packages?

today i have been opening packages
my god...if..if i become anyhwere near as good at selling
as i am at finding and buying this stuff
the world is gonna be a better place

and i will have my own private jet
i got lots to do today
opening all the packages and sorting things and pricing and getting them here onto the site
so we take 3 films quickly....then look around..
i had to take a picture from google and would prefer to use my own

mommy...were there really hippies in sweden?

Written November 30th 2007 by Larry

still a bit shaken over mishi
but as they say
life goes on
for the rest of us

mishi....mishi was a hippy dog
google tibetan terrier
if there ever was a hippy breed of a dog
it was mishi

hippy looking from tibet
cooool as hell
a tibetan hippy in sweden
fits in perfectly with the new box that was just...and i mean
JUST
released
pregnant rainbows for colourblind dreamers...the essence of swedish progressive music 1967-79

i came here 1980....so for me
this is the proof
there really were swedish hippies

and damn...
could they play good music

don't come to the store today

Written November 29th 2007 by Larry

i just moved to stockholm a few months ago
lived in varberg on the sw coast for almost 28 years
don't ask why
i will never be able to answer that myself

when i moved to varberg in 1980...i was pretty lonely
in 1981 we bought a dog..edie shmedie are you the eggman
shmidi for short

she was my life
she was as nuts as you would expect a dog owned by me would be

anyhows...shmidi lived a good life
we had no kids...so shimdi was as spoiled as a dog could be
the day channa was born..shmidi seemed to realize that she was a dog and not a person
she took the change wonderfully

i don't feel like blogging today

Written November 28th 2007 by Larry

yesterday i got a big box of goodies
actually i got 2 boxes of goodies
wow actually i got 2 boxes and a batch of goodies

today i just feel like looking and listening

before i change my mind and decide to keep this stuff for myself

eye mind the story of roky erickson

moondog the viking of 6th avenue

grit noise and revolution the story of detroit rock
and
guitar army the rock and roll revolutions bible

and i haven't even started on the films and music

i am you and you are me and we are confused

Written November 27th 2007 by Larry

at what age are we supposed to stop asking silly questions?
oops...that was in itself a silly question

i didn't sleep well last night
was up gribbling about something
might be silly..might be stupid
but it kept me awake
and if i stay awake for a gribble or grubble..actually this was more of a grubble
but if i stay awake
then you can be pretty damn certain
it's gonna wind up here

who are we?
or what are we?
this is my grubble....pretty deep huh?
the gribb/grubble is this
we are made of dna and hormones and genes and all that kind of stuff

norman bates is lurking in my telephone

Written November 26th 2007 by Larry

by now i hope you are starting to get a feeling for the store
this just ain't the normal kinda of place
god i hate discussions about "normal"
we won't start one here

i have alot of fears and phobias
heights, depths, certain animals, kites, clouds
rooms, corners, people with very pointy noses
my eyes can get teary when i see people with bad underarm sweat
you want a list? email me and we can continue this
no time right now

norman bates is...as always lurking in my phone
he is always there
all i have to do is to pick up the phone and call someone
and he is there with a knife

even a weenie can have a weiner

Written November 23rd 2007 by Larry

i am one of the greatest cowards i have ever known
if danger lurks anywhere in the air
i am hiding behind my mommy
have no need for the stuff
take me to an amusement park
i will have a book and find a bench for 8 hours
my favorite ride....
is the ride home

BUT
as much as i worry about what could possibly happen to my body

i have the mind of tarzan on cocaine
my mind dares where my body shakes and cowers
i llooovvveee challanging my mind in every way shape or form

when it comes to films....i have absoutely no need whatsoever to understand a thing

i call it neck music

Written November 22nd 2007 by Larry

you never saw me dance
never will either
ok..maybe..maybe at channa's or noah's weddings
maybe
but otherwise....
from the waist up
don't waste your time

but i do the "neck" just about as good as anyone i know
i call it neck dancing music....and i am baryshnikov
to the right music...my neck can groove like no other neck can groove

just found a collection of great neck music....and the more i think about it...the more i think i gotta really work this term
think i will try to get "necking" as an art form

LAND OF 1000 DUNCES.. is neck music at its neckiest best

to the beat of my bongo

Written November 21st 2007 by Larry

if you didn't know it by now
i am sort of a middle aged ex hippy
being honest...i had long hair...and i made it thru the 70s
that doesn't really totally qualify me
there is a saying....if you remeber the 60s
you weren't a part of them
the 70s sucked
i was more of a hippy wannabe....but being the honest man i am
what i was really was
a long haired BEATNIK wannabe
now that time
is my time
i think i wouldv'e made a good beatnik
i still say groovy man
and the only instrument i admit to almost playing
is of course...the bongo

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