So it begins...
Well. It's all downhill again. I have finally started my recording and today I nearly finished a song! This may
be one small step for man, but one giant leap for me considering my whereabouts…
So, the process has begun and as I said last week ~ Maybe, just maybe, I'll post a song for you before Christmas. BUT you all have to swear you've been good and not bad. It may also help if you go to your local mall and take a seat in Santas old lap ~ Wishes can come true you know ;-)
For all of you looking for my music ~ here it is.
Otherwise? Yesterday David and I baked saffron bread, gingerbread cookies and a loaf of bread. Today we watched Lucia on television ~ At 6.30 in the morning! It was really cozy! Drinking tea and eating our newly baked.
I guess that's all for me today but take care y'all!!!
Sincerely,
Sara
be one small step for man, but one giant leap for me considering my whereabouts…
So, the process has begun and as I said last week ~ Maybe, just maybe, I'll post a song for you before Christmas. BUT you all have to swear you've been good and not bad. It may also help if you go to your local mall and take a seat in Santas old lap ~ Wishes can come true you know ;-)
For all of you looking for my music ~ here it is.
Otherwise? Yesterday David and I baked saffron bread, gingerbread cookies and a loaf of bread. Today we watched Lucia on television ~ At 6.30 in the morning! It was really cozy! Drinking tea and eating our newly baked.
I guess that's all for me today but take care y'all!!!
Sincerely,
Sara
About the Nothing (not the nothing from The NeverEnding Story)
Well, three weeks until Christmas and still no snow. Not that I'm counting on it but it would really be nice. I have been delayed in my recording session. I do not have any excuses except for being totally sad regarding almost everything. Then, when you finally feel something tingling in your fingers, you have a blood filled blister on your left index finger and a big cut in your right hand. Is it a sign? I just don't know but it really makes you wonder… I sit here, spoiled, with my seven new, great songs and the arrangements all written down but what do I feel? Nothing. Sometimes your bed IS the better place to stay after all… All I feel I want to do right now is battle the emotions of not becoming one of those musicians that complain about their choice of life. REALLY, I don't want to become a musician that keeps whining about how hard it is to be a musician and how misunderstood you are… It's all actually extremely common. Like spoiled kids with their parents at supermarkets licking a lollipop and still wanting more… And the ones complaining the loudest are in fact the ones with lollipops in their mouths.
At this moment I lead a sedentary life - I'm my own artist. I don't have a lollipop in my mouth. I don't have a record company and I have not released an album. I don't even have a band!!! Well, my dear David is the only member at the moment but hopefully some more would like to join us…
I'm waiting. For something. To happen. I have resin on my jeans 'cause I cut some pine branches today to decorate the balcony. For Christmas. For David. For Ginny (who is coming to visit us Yeah!). For Beppe. And for myself. May there be snow.
Hopefully I can give you all a mp3 for Christmas, hopefully…
Hopefully I can give you all a mp3 for Christmas, hopefully…
/Sara
Ps. If you are looking for something to download click here or scroll down, read some more and click when you get there... Ds.
Double late Thanksgiving dinner, Advent and a church
Yesterday I cooked Thanksgiving dinner. Two days too late but ok, whatever… Turkey with stuffing, sweet potatoes, string beans and pumpkin pie. Everything turned out fine but we had dinner at nine so that too was a bit late…
Early this morning we got up to get in a car carrying us to Lund and their famous dome to witness Advent mass. Lunds dome is a massive, beautiful church amongst old university buildings, reeking of distinguished heritage and dark secrets.
I do not believe in God. My grandmother did. She didn't believe in the theory of evolution though but that, my friends, is more my kind of belief. No, don't laugh behind her back - she lived in the Bible belt - Dallas, Texas and was ninety-something the day she died so the belief was normal considering age and habitat. I went to Sunday school when I was younger. It was a short thing 'cause I didn't like it. Well it was fun at first - more like story time - but as the Sunday ritual became regular I felt trapped and forced. My parents (who didn't believe either) took me out of Sunday school. I still feel that going to church can be like story time or even better, like going to a lecture in philosophy. It can be interesting and also if you don't feel like listening there is this tranquil feeling to churches. You can sit and contemplate… Besides. It's kind of sad that I, these past couple of years, only visit the church when someone has passed away... I love listening to the choir and the harmonies, arranged in colorful shapes that sweep through the great acoustic that is the church. That's actually why I wanted to go in the first place. In addition to the choir, they had a trumpeter - giving such beautiful but also sad octave to the arrangements. Lovely… After that we gathered at my aunts house and had Glögg, a lovely soup and saffron cake.
Tomorrow is Monday. This week I'm going to sit my sorry ass down in front of my digital porta studio (that I got from David for my birthday) and record seven really nice songs. Maybe, just maybe, I'll put out a mp3 for you… But please. Don't forget that you can support me by buying my other demos. Support the unemployed and extremely poor musician I am ;-) Oh! And if you don't know of my music or me then click here and listen or scroll down to read, listen and learn…
Early this morning we got up to get in a car carrying us to Lund and their famous dome to witness Advent mass. Lunds dome is a massive, beautiful church amongst old university buildings, reeking of distinguished heritage and dark secrets.
I do not believe in God. My grandmother did. She didn't believe in the theory of evolution though but that, my friends, is more my kind of belief. No, don't laugh behind her back - she lived in the Bible belt - Dallas, Texas and was ninety-something the day she died so the belief was normal considering age and habitat. I went to Sunday school when I was younger. It was a short thing 'cause I didn't like it. Well it was fun at first - more like story time - but as the Sunday ritual became regular I felt trapped and forced. My parents (who didn't believe either) took me out of Sunday school. I still feel that going to church can be like story time or even better, like going to a lecture in philosophy. It can be interesting and also if you don't feel like listening there is this tranquil feeling to churches. You can sit and contemplate… Besides. It's kind of sad that I, these past couple of years, only visit the church when someone has passed away... I love listening to the choir and the harmonies, arranged in colorful shapes that sweep through the great acoustic that is the church. That's actually why I wanted to go in the first place. In addition to the choir, they had a trumpeter - giving such beautiful but also sad octave to the arrangements. Lovely… After that we gathered at my aunts house and had Glögg, a lovely soup and saffron cake.
Tomorrow is Monday. This week I'm going to sit my sorry ass down in front of my digital porta studio (that I got from David for my birthday) and record seven really nice songs. Maybe, just maybe, I'll put out a mp3 for you… But please. Don't forget that you can support me by buying my other demos. Support the unemployed and extremely poor musician I am ;-) Oh! And if you don't know of my music or me then click here and listen or scroll down to read, listen and learn…
Huge hugs to y'all!
/Sara
Go Denmark!
I received a letter today. A very nice and smart guy from Denmark ordered both my demos ;-).
I was happy to find a present - a lovely mix CD containing a blend of good Danish music.
I've been following the Danish music scene with growing interest the past 8-9 years. The live act of Speaker Bite Me caught me first - as the opening band for Robin Proper-Shepherds Sophia - and I enjoyed their EP. Mew has been a favorite band for about 3-4 years now. Efterklang - so intelligent, warm and innovative. The Jesus and Mary Chain like band, The Ravonetts etc.
As I'm listening to the mix CD I'm convinced that Denmark has SO much more to offer than what is let out of the nations boundaries. It's about time the world gave up its lopsided view of Danish music.
Go Denmark!
And thank you for the CD!
I was happy to find a present - a lovely mix CD containing a blend of good Danish music.
I've been following the Danish music scene with growing interest the past 8-9 years. The live act of Speaker Bite Me caught me first - as the opening band for Robin Proper-Shepherds Sophia - and I enjoyed their EP. Mew has been a favorite band for about 3-4 years now. Efterklang - so intelligent, warm and innovative. The Jesus and Mary Chain like band, The Ravonetts etc.
As I'm listening to the mix CD I'm convinced that Denmark has SO much more to offer than what is let out of the nations boundaries. It's about time the world gave up its lopsided view of Danish music.
Go Denmark!
And thank you for the CD!
Contemplating - Talking to Walls
Are you looking for some music from me?
Scroll down to the post before this one or enter here.
I miss The Dixie House in Dallas where I worked for about three months back in 1997. It was a love-hatred affair with the 16 waiters and waitresses, kind of like a soap opera. All in all - the people I really got to know, the ones I hung out with after work, they all had their hearts in the right places. I still talk to them
occasionally...
The Dixie House in Dallas
There was frost on the rooftops today. For the first time this fall. It's kind of pretty - like the cold can be - but also freezing and deadly.
So, this weekend I talked to a wall. How about that? It can be stifling even in the brisk autumn air in which you cool your self off after one glass too many. Company is frail and seeking the verbal exchange with walls can be the key to exploring yourself. The echo may not be the only thing that will talk back at you. So take a listen to the walls - if that's the best you can get.
So, bye for now.
/Sara
Scroll down to the post before this one or enter here.
I miss The Dixie House in Dallas where I worked for about three months back in 1997. It was a love-hatred affair with the 16 waiters and waitresses, kind of like a soap opera. All in all - the people I really got to know, the ones I hung out with after work, they all had their hearts in the right places. I still talk to them
occasionally...
The Dixie House in DallasThere was frost on the rooftops today. For the first time this fall. It's kind of pretty - like the cold can be - but also freezing and deadly.
So, this weekend I talked to a wall. How about that? It can be stifling even in the brisk autumn air in which you cool your self off after one glass too many. Company is frail and seeking the verbal exchange with walls can be the key to exploring yourself. The echo may not be the only thing that will talk back at you. So take a listen to the walls - if that's the best you can get.
So, bye for now.
/Sara
Oh, the Humanity...
…And as Sunday noon slowly evolves into Sunday afternoon - another week is about to pass…
Why do I bother buying the newspaper?
They are burning cars in France - Polar bears are starving at the North Pole because the ices are melting so they can't catch their fish and people are more terrified of being taken by a (at the time being) non existing pandemonium than realizing the fact that we will not have snow for Christmas any more…
Nature strikes back… The people of the world are fools… I'm one too…
I can't vote in Sweden because I'm an American citizen. I'm not allowed to vote in the U.S. because you have to have been a resident for at least a year within the election year. All I'm allowed to do is to vote in the municipal election (in Malmö, Sweden) though and that's got to count for something, right?
So when you feel that hope is lost on that extremely grey and dull Sunday afternoon - you complain about it on your blog and make people think that your blog is going to be one of those whining-and-complaining-about-your-life-and-the-world type of blogs and then you have to promise - no it's not. Nor will it ever be except for now ;-)
There WILL be music here. I'll put out a song for you from "You" Is More Me Than "I". I'll see if I can get this sorted out this forthcoming week.
Here's a Polar Bear for ya!
Have a nice Sunday evening!
Why do I bother buying the newspaper?
They are burning cars in France - Polar bears are starving at the North Pole because the ices are melting so they can't catch their fish and people are more terrified of being taken by a (at the time being) non existing pandemonium than realizing the fact that we will not have snow for Christmas any more…
Nature strikes back… The people of the world are fools… I'm one too…
I can't vote in Sweden because I'm an American citizen. I'm not allowed to vote in the U.S. because you have to have been a resident for at least a year within the election year. All I'm allowed to do is to vote in the municipal election (in Malmö, Sweden) though and that's got to count for something, right?
So when you feel that hope is lost on that extremely grey and dull Sunday afternoon - you complain about it on your blog and make people think that your blog is going to be one of those whining-and-complaining-about-your-life-and-the-world type of blogs and then you have to promise - no it's not. Nor will it ever be except for now ;-)
There WILL be music here. I'll put out a song for you from "You" Is More Me Than "I". I'll see if I can get this sorted out this forthcoming week.
Here's a Polar Bear for ya!
Have a nice Sunday evening!
Well, I took the step...
Honestly. After finally having to take the step into the "real" world of publicity I still can't help feeling kind of out of my own "habitat".
This past decade I've been alone with my thoughts and songwriting. Well, that's not entirely true.
Once upon a time there was a little song that lived on a fine little compilation CD called The Amazing Grace Sampler. The song was called "Once Again, Someone Else". This little song was, five years later, joined by a demo EP called "Five Song Demo". Some of you may have heard of them…
All this has now come to pass and is, in my head, filed under history. Hopefully they will be available in the future…
This past decade I've been alone with my thoughts and songwriting. Well, that's not entirely true.
Once upon a time there was a little song that lived on a fine little compilation CD called The Amazing Grace Sampler. The song was called "Once Again, Someone Else". This little song was, five years later, joined by a demo EP called "Five Song Demo". Some of you may have heard of them…
All this has now come to pass and is, in my head, filed under history. Hopefully they will be available in the future…
Anyway.
This is my first written public appearance.
This will be the forum for you and me.
More will be posted.
This is just a start, a brief hello and
~~~ I'll see you later…
This will be the forum for you and me.
More will be posted.
This is just a start, a brief hello and
~~~ I'll see you later…