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ego reputo loud proinde ego sum
once again
maybe it`s age
maybe it`s some new found discovery within myself
but i have just noticed something
since moving to stockholm
i seem to think louder than i did when i lived in varberg
is it the traffic? are people louder? maybe the air is thicker and it requires harder thinking?
maybe i am really getting old and even my brain is getting hard of hearing
i have no idea
just notice that i scream alot when i think
is this a big city thing? or is it me?
i really have no answer....just sorta cool realizing it
not only that...but i have also begun to think
fika gribbel.. grubbel
the older i get
the more i talk
the more things i try to describe
the less people understand me
and the less i understand all of you for that matter
i am having a language grubbel today
hoping the grubbel...will evolve into a gribbel
then i can gribbel while i fika
i don`t know if this idea is silly or serious
but i would love to talk
onomonpoetic
great film
it`s cold out
the food was delicious
does that really tell us anything?
i own a record store
there are about 3000 cds here
most of the stuff you never heard of
me neither for that matter
i really feel that this store is a mission
both for you...and for me
we will do this together
i really want to find the stuff that exists way under the surface
my baba and i were talking and we decided
i should call myself a modern cultural archeologist
i like to dig where others just walk and pass over
i am not proud...ok...a little proud
but mostly i am just happy to have found this proffession
on the way to the store today i passed one of stockholms best cd stores
my ass is not a penis
the one thing i love about getting older is that it makes it sooo much easier to admit stuff
now, i don`t mind admitting things i have kept hidden in dark caves of my soul
i really don`t give a fiddly diddle any more
laugh at me..or laugh with me...just don`t tell me which
i don`t know if my father ever reads what i write
so if you see him...you can tell him about my ass
it`s too hard to talk about it....much easier writing
i was 12 and we were in niagara falls
why? if there is a hell on earth....no actually hell would be better
if there is a niagara falls on earth
why anthony rochester makes me a realist
i have this saying that i am getting tired of quoting....but damnit...it seems to fit pretty often..so alas...i use it again
to be a realist...you must believe i miracles
screw the originator of the quote....i am the one spreading it so let`s give me the cred for now
when i started this store...way back...damn i forget when but way back anyhows...
i was not more or less smart...but without a doubt more stupid
i bought a bunch of cds from a place in denmark. they were sooo nice...the people i bought from
they gave me a 10% discount
monkeys on trains
way way back in the good old 70s, i went to an alternative university outsíde of grand rapids michigan.
basically the last remaining hippies on earth were there...sighing their last hippy sighs and having their last hippy thoughts
i was one of them
one time while sitting atop our hippy chicken coop without any chickens...i had the hippy idea that i was more related to the apes than most people
i am hairy to the extreme...come watch me shower one day....you won`t believe the body hair
i am also pretty damn impulsive...and hey....aren`t apes hairy and impulsive?
my legacy?
i keep thinking about my age. don`t know what i am thinking about it....but i do.
at my age..i don`t know..maybe one should have more to show for all the years one has been on this planet. once again...don`t ask me what is is i should be showing....but i sometmes get the feeling that i am not showing all the things a 51 year old fat bald jew in sweden should be showing.
beginning to see..i will not realize some of the dreams i once had. beginning to think that maybe they weren`t so realizable to begin with
i am 51 and not a day over 30!!!
the thing is....damnit i wish i knew what the thing is...
i haven`t a clue
just having one of these iggy pop and keith richards are driving me crazy days
doesn`t happen often at all
that iggy and keith drive me crazy
actually they aren`t driving me crazy today either
but it makes this idea seem stronger....and that gives todays blog a little more impact
if i just write about iggy and keith...without having any emotional ties to them.....then the blog is sorta watered down
they drive me crazy damnit
why can`t they age like the rest of us
i promise..i am not jealous at all
i am not a gynekologist and never will be
i have this theory....it`s not an earth shattering theory....and it might even be a pretty stupid theory....
but it`s my theory
and i like it
everyone should have their own theory
stupid, earth shattering, banal, wise...makes no difference
a person with a theory is that much closer to being whole
then again,....maybe that person has alot of other holes to fill
but at least they will have a theory
my theory is that as long as i am a heterosexual male
and as long as i am am married to my amazing baba....and believe you me bub....my baba is amazing
i just don`t wanna be a gynekologist
old is the black new?
just came in a load of new pretty damn cool music.
i use the word new in a pretty open way.
none of this music is newer than 30 years old.
but i never heard it before today.
that`s sort of the idea for this place....new is to me...what new is to me.
i really don`t go in for looking for the chronologically newest coolest stuff out there.
my best of lists....are always compilations of the best stuff i found during the year...and my years begin and end...bascially when they do and not a nansecond before or after
this aint no damn supermarket my friends and others

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