Monthly Archives: July 2009
Hultsfred 2009
I haven’t written too much lately, don’t really know why. It’s kind of like summer has me staying outside instead and also for some reason, vacation time in Sweden has a tendency to change my habits and routines.
The drive down to Hultsfred was very rainy, but when we got there the sun peeked out and the evening turned out to be quite nice. It was nice just to walk around the festival area and after sitting in the camping area, drinking some beer and wine and talking we headed for the concerts. I managed to see most of Sahara Hotnights, which was nice.
I can’t say I’m much of a big fan of them, but they are easy listening and their singer Maria has in my opinion got that something in her voice that resonates with me.
After Sahara Hotnights we saw Lars Winnerbäck, my old-time favourite and the main reason we went down there. He did a good concert allthough it was not one of his best. However, I don’t think he can ever do something that could be said to be bad. Here is a live version by himself of his song Elegi:
When we got down there I soon realized that these two great concerts would be easily beaten by the end act that started some time after midnight. Thåström.
Thåström is a veteran among Swedish artists and in my opinion he gets better for every year. I can’t say I was ever hooked by his old punk band Ebba Grön in the late 60′s and early 70′s but he has produced some amazingly great songs over the years. This dark and suggestive concert in the middle of a Swedish summer night turned out to be one of the best concerts I have ever seen.
So, all in all, it was a great trip down south!
Going to Hultsfred
Today at lunch, Marie who is working during summer said they are planning to go to the Hultsfred Festival tomorrow and I suggested we should go there on saturday to see one of the best Swedish artists Lars Winnerbäck. There are quite a few people here at work who likes him so they thought it sounded like a good idea but a little bit too crazy to do something like that only a few days in advance.
20 minutes later we have booked the company car, arranged for a place to stay in my team member Helene’s friends house who just happen to live next to the festival area and booked our tickets. We’re going.
Five years ago I would have needed months in planning to do something like this without writing it off like a cool but unrealistic idea. Something that other people did.
Walking
Two years ago I went to India.
When I came back, I found my world to be too small to hold me.
Since then, I have quit my relationships, switched jobs, travelled the world, moved to the capital and dropped beliefs and opinions behind me. I have ripped off my roots and I am dragging them with me wherever I go. I tell you that it is sometimes painful as hell and almost every day I long and wish to take the easy road and go back to the safe and comfortable life I once had.
But I do not regret this one second, I will rather suffer and be alive than to be comfortable and dead. I am sick and tired of trying to be like everyone else and there is a fire burning inside me that wants to come out. Two years later this is still only the beginning of a road that leads to the unknown. I have no clue what it really means to feel at home yet I will Know when I have found it.
Depleted
I have been kind of depleted the last few days. Seem to have caught a minor cold after Peter left, so I have been tired and low because of that. Last week was also hectic because a lot of my customers wants to finish stuff off before going on vacation, then it’s been hot so it’s been hard to get a good nights sleep, and for some strange reason I went to Västerås on friday for Klubba at Pluto. I should probably have went home and slept, but I didn’t want to skip it, so I went anyway. We had a great time but it made me even more tired!
So today and this weekend I have been doing almost nothing. And it feels better. I haven’t been too much for doing anything though. I mostly sit around in different positions and enjoying life…
Adventures
Today I thought I would get a nice evening on my own, but it turned out that when I got home and looked for my keys I realized I had left them at work, which I didn’t have the alarmcode for. So after calling around to a few collegues I found Eva, our projectleader to be in the city in a restaurant almost on the way to work. So I left and met up with her and got her code and securitycard and managed to get the keys eventually. Almost three hours later, after dinner at seven eleven I am home tired and sweaty soon heading for bed.
