HEY ANNA WE LOVE YOU!
Sunday, September 27, 2009
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
when the unbelievable is believable.
the camera. is here. finally. my camera. it's already my best friend. after like 5 hours. this is the first picture I took with it. picture nr. 1 let the story begin:
de står på min fönsterkarm. hej hej!
I feel a bit like this right now. men jag ska jobba på det.
and I miss my bro'.
and I miss my bro'.
Monday, September 7, 2009
ressurected.
japp, så borde man sova igen dåra. innan man ska jobba imorgon 8.30.
now is a new semester. and new blog. and new life one might say. and I'm buying a camera I AM buying that camera. so help me god. I have the money laying around in an envelope in my room. I hope non of the thugs in my neighborhood heard that. I went to J n R once to buy it. but it had just closed. just. I had talked to long with zhaccy at school. that was noot a first.
despite my lack of own camera I will still give you a pic from today. caribeen parade, west indian carnival in brooklyn. heaven. a very pretty, handsome, HOT heaven I may say. I stood and walked for 5 hours though. and now I have pain in my back. and missed my Paris girls. very much. and the fact that I couldn't really walk in the parade. and dance.
tomorrow I work 8.30 - 13.20
then Acting II, woohoo! 2 - 3.40
the music 101 4 - 5.15
wii, fun day.
now is a new semester. and new blog. and new life one might say. and I'm buying a camera I AM buying that camera. so help me god. I have the money laying around in an envelope in my room. I hope non of the thugs in my neighborhood heard that. I went to J n R once to buy it. but it had just closed. just. I had talked to long with zhaccy at school. that was noot a first.
despite my lack of own camera I will still give you a pic from today. caribeen parade, west indian carnival in brooklyn. heaven. a very pretty, handsome, HOT heaven I may say. I stood and walked for 5 hours though. and now I have pain in my back. and missed my Paris girls. very much. and the fact that I couldn't really walk in the parade. and dance.
tomorrow I work 8.30 - 13.20
then Acting II, woohoo! 2 - 3.40
the music 101 4 - 5.15
wii, fun day.
Sunday, January 25, 2009
FULL LARDED WEEK.
hey hooo. so many things I've done this weeeek. I am satisfied. my goal was to profit, i know you don't say that in english but in french you do, from my last week as a free person, ak.a. no school, and do as many open mics and scenes as possible. and I think I've kind of achived my goal. and you know, achiving is what it's aaall about.
omg,, my goal was to profit, what a suitable phrase for this capitalist country I am living in. but ofcourse I don't want to profit in money. but in experience, love, music, exchange, friends, knowledge. and I know my miss used english helps with the confusion. haha! je veux profiter profiter profiter. je profite. le but c'est de profiter.
sooooo, this thursday we, shantis pantis who've just arrived and me, we went to tomoko's thing, tomoko my japanese friend from school. she is doing an internship at this place/organistation http://www.myspace.com/revivedalive she is a very ambitious women. it was a dj and igmar (trumpet) and his band. its was O M G AMAAAZING. tell ya. hip hop meets jazz. dj-ing meets live music. theyr were jamming som crazy shit, hip hop funk house jazz latin. that is the best music, dj-beats-scratching meets heavy-groovin-soul-jazz-band with hard bass and a crazy guy on a NORD. imagine! computer made music meets live. hip hop with live band. the best thing.
friday I just helped pantis (ak.a. shantana) to by an airbed. hihi. staurday was totally misslyckat. and this evening I went to three places, omg I'm on a roooll I tell ya.! the first one a sucky open mic, sing/song style. what's with the hosts who perform them self like a third of the whole open mic?! shut up! but the plaaaace is really nice, and they have gaames! so go there on sat or sun, do happy hóur and play games. that is what anna, me and paccy (but he doesn't know it yet though) gonna do. http://commongroundnyc.com/index.php it's like pub, meets grandpa's study room with red velvet couches, exposed bricks and chandeliers. haha, nice I tell ya.
and theeeen we went to END OF THE WEaK. http://www.eodub.com/open-mic/ yes yes karolina. these guys are famous, oldest running open mic in NY. its a mc open mic and they exist all over the world. in paris its at batofar, at least when I lived in Paris. I'm so gonna go back to this place. this is what I wanted to see in Paris, but this would be to ghetto there and in the suburbs, banlieus. but here they can have it in the middle of manhattan, thank you. and some of the rappers were really good.
and the last place was just like the weirdest place I've ever been to, let's just leave it to that.
summering: so what did I do from my list then...well 2 out of 4 things a believe and going to the swedish church wich I forgot to write. so i practiced piano!! o I was impressed to, by myself. and I hadn't forgotten all the scales, wow. didn't go to the paradis, the close at 3.30pm!!! and I couldnt find the fucking swedish bar, and I walked around like 20min in the coold! so cold I wanted to scream and die. I completly hate the NY-cold.
so the status right now is: börjar skolan imorn! å borde såklart sova. schoool starts tomorrow. it's gonna be fun. but hard, especially theory I and musicianship lab, which I have monday and wednesday mornings. STILL GOTTA FIND A JOB. the clock is ticking. but there is non, non non non. to much recession, to much everybody has lost thei rjobs and can't afford a babysitter anymore or they have to babysit to pay the rent. lisa har kommit itll den stora staden! kuul. nu måast evi bara försöka få tag på varandra. my friend lisa, has arried to the city, with her friend. so I think this week is going to be very fullspäckad, a lot of things to do. fuun. now I have entered in the rythm.
plans for this week:
veckans + lisa, rappers, NY, PUISSANCE 4! (connecting 4, 4 i rad)
veckans - the cold the cold the coold.
omg,, my goal was to profit, what a suitable phrase for this capitalist country I am living in. but ofcourse I don't want to profit in money. but in experience, love, music, exchange, friends, knowledge. and I know my miss used english helps with the confusion. haha! je veux profiter profiter profiter. je profite. le but c'est de profiter.
sooooo, this thursday we, shantis pantis who've just arrived and me, we went to tomoko's thing, tomoko my japanese friend from school. she is doing an internship at this place/organistation http://www.myspace.com/revivedalive she is a very ambitious women. it was a dj and igmar (trumpet) and his band. its was O M G AMAAAZING. tell ya. hip hop meets jazz. dj-ing meets live music. theyr were jamming som crazy shit, hip hop funk house jazz latin. that is the best music, dj-beats-scratching meets heavy-groovin-soul-jazz-band with hard bass and a crazy guy on a NORD. imagine! computer made music meets live. hip hop with live band. the best thing.
friday I just helped pantis (ak.a. shantana) to by an airbed. hihi. staurday was totally misslyckat. and this evening I went to three places, omg I'm on a roooll I tell ya.! the first one a sucky open mic, sing/song style. what's with the hosts who perform them self like a third of the whole open mic?! shut up! but the plaaaace is really nice, and they have gaames! so go there on sat or sun, do happy hóur and play games. that is what anna, me and paccy (but he doesn't know it yet though) gonna do. http://commongroundnyc.com/index.php it's like pub, meets grandpa's study room with red velvet couches, exposed bricks and chandeliers. haha, nice I tell ya.
and theeeen we went to END OF THE WEaK. http://www.eodub.com/open-mic/ yes yes karolina. these guys are famous, oldest running open mic in NY. its a mc open mic and they exist all over the world. in paris its at batofar, at least when I lived in Paris. I'm so gonna go back to this place. this is what I wanted to see in Paris, but this would be to ghetto there and in the suburbs, banlieus. but here they can have it in the middle of manhattan, thank you. and some of the rappers were really good.
and the last place was just like the weirdest place I've ever been to, let's just leave it to that.
summering: so what did I do from my list then...well 2 out of 4 things a believe and going to the swedish church wich I forgot to write. so i practiced piano!! o I was impressed to, by myself. and I hadn't forgotten all the scales, wow. didn't go to the paradis, the close at 3.30pm!!! and I couldnt find the fucking swedish bar, and I walked around like 20min in the coold! so cold I wanted to scream and die. I completly hate the NY-cold.
so the status right now is: börjar skolan imorn! å borde såklart sova. schoool starts tomorrow. it's gonna be fun. but hard, especially theory I and musicianship lab, which I have monday and wednesday mornings. STILL GOTTA FIND A JOB. the clock is ticking. but there is non, non non non. to much recession, to much everybody has lost thei rjobs and can't afford a babysitter anymore or they have to babysit to pay the rent. lisa har kommit itll den stora staden! kuul. nu måast evi bara försöka få tag på varandra. my friend lisa, has arried to the city, with her friend. so I think this week is going to be very fullspäckad, a lot of things to do. fuun. now I have entered in the rythm.
plans for this week:
veckans + lisa, rappers, NY, PUISSANCE 4! (connecting 4, 4 i rad)
veckans - the cold the cold the coold.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
frustration is the word.
o m g, I get so frustrated! I can't connect with this people, new yorkers, they dont really listen to what you are saying, they are so involved with their own thing and they just want to finish their sentence and chain of thought. and I understand why they are like that, but its soo frustrating...i just can't like...really connect. they don't really look into your eyes, they dont see you. you could be anybody for them. tonight was the first time in my life I was thinking that another nationality was less curious then french people. and french are really not curious people, I tell you! so just to clearify, no I don't talk about all the new yorkers, that wouldn't be true. I talk about the people you meet out at the scenes. open mics, slams, jams and concerts, artist, musician, poets. boom, wall!! they've seen it all, met everybody, heard all nationalities from every part of the world, seen the worst part of humanity. nothing suprises them, they're not curious.
my way in, in Paris was the fact that I was Swedish, a was special, in some way, at least in the circles I was in. saying I was swedish always raised an eyebrow, made people curious, want to talk to me more. that was my key! the way of getting their attention and making them remember me. here that means nothing, I said it today to the guy who had the slam (http://www.poetz.com/cgi-poetz/Calcium37.pl?Op=PopupWindow&Amount=Month&NavType=Relative&Type=Block&CalendarName=nyc&Date=2009/1/21&ID=6413&Source=), we were talking and that phrase, couldnt have meant less, it didnt raise an eyebrow, it didn't make him ask any questions. and that is such a new experience! i know, it sounds silly, but if I said that to a black guy at a slam in paris, it always became a thing! or peple got interested. and even if it turns into a little flirtatious (?) thing, which really doesnt mean anything, at least the conversation keeps going. the person will remeber you to the next time, or they will give you tips of other slams, or introduce you to someone. its so different here. I have lost my magic number. so I have to find a new one. but the codes are so different here, and they are much harder to crack then I thought.
so what do you have to do to get their attention? what. do you have to be extreme and crazy and on the edge all the time? where is the subtility (is that a word?) and refinement, and soft, quite quality of the american culture?
no no. americans are loud. loud loud loud! and I usually like that.
but sometimes its just so frustrating.
i'll get back to you when I have an answer.
my way in, in Paris was the fact that I was Swedish, a was special, in some way, at least in the circles I was in. saying I was swedish always raised an eyebrow, made people curious, want to talk to me more. that was my key! the way of getting their attention and making them remember me. here that means nothing, I said it today to the guy who had the slam (http://www.poetz.com/cgi-poetz/Calcium37.pl?Op=PopupWindow&Amount=Month&NavType=Relative&Type=Block&CalendarName=nyc&Date=2009/1/21&ID=6413&Source=), we were talking and that phrase, couldnt have meant less, it didnt raise an eyebrow, it didn't make him ask any questions. and that is such a new experience! i know, it sounds silly, but if I said that to a black guy at a slam in paris, it always became a thing! or peple got interested. and even if it turns into a little flirtatious (?) thing, which really doesnt mean anything, at least the conversation keeps going. the person will remeber you to the next time, or they will give you tips of other slams, or introduce you to someone. its so different here. I have lost my magic number. so I have to find a new one. but the codes are so different here, and they are much harder to crack then I thought.
so what do you have to do to get their attention? what. do you have to be extreme and crazy and on the edge all the time? where is the subtility (is that a word?) and refinement, and soft, quite quality of the american culture?
no no. americans are loud. loud loud loud! and I usually like that.
but sometimes its just so frustrating.
i'll get back to you when I have an answer.
better late then never.
ja ja ja! nu tänkte jag börja uppdatera igen...ja ja ja jag vet efter jag har tappat alla mina trogna fans. och jag valde det perfekta tillfället såklaaaaart nu när jag borde göra tusen andra grejer idag. (lisa, gillar du talspråket?) jag älskar hennes kommentar, jag borde kopiera in det här, om hur ett typiskt bloggformat består av. hon borde ju veta, jornalist journalist högkolan.
borde göra idag alltså:
x gå till skolan och öva piano (theory and musicianship 1 börjar nästa vecka å jag vet att jag kommer ha ångest å panik hela terminen, för att jag är dålig ja, och e helt omusikaliskt i mitt öra på nåt sätt, men jag vet inte riktigt hur det går till när jag ändå kan sjunga ganska bra och är en music major...ja men ändååå)
x åka till 'le petit paradis' och lämna CV (en fransk/amerikansk förskola på upper east side, en av de få, tänkte bara gå dit och fråga om de söker någon, de gör de INTE men ändå, eller om jag kan få sätta upp en lapp eller om de kan förmedla min barnvaktsservice till föräldrar, då jag vill ha ett franskatalande jobb, snälla!)
x åka till 'Good World Bar and Grill' och lämna CV (svensk bar downtown, jag vill absolut inte jobba på bar eller resaturang men jag är i akut depserat behov av jobb)
x åka tillbaka och gå på ett kvarters - slam, 9pm som kallas 'Ressurection Wednesdays at the O', 2 blocks from me! på detta ställe: http://www.ohloungenyc.com/ (5 dollars å jag måste få in min nyss fyllda 18-åriga vän, I just have to!)
å nu är kl. 12.52 pm så de ska ju bli intressant hur mycket jag hinner av detta, å for the record e ja inte påklädd eller äten frukost yet.
and now I'm gonna swith to English for all my non-swedish-speaking friends out there. I was just talking about and listing what I should do today but probably not will have time to do, cause I'm lazy.
so, I have found my mission with this blog, or in life...not a fashion blog (like aaaaall the other swedish blogs, and I dont know aanything about fashion), not a celebrity blog (don't know anything about that either), not a mom-I've-just-got-a-baby-blogg or a I-have-3-children-and-småbarnslivet-sucks-but-I-have-still-time-to-blogg-for-some-strange-reason (obviously) but a guide to the open scenes in NY!! slams, jams and open mics. peoms and shows to your delight. oh ye, this a great plan and name.
so yesterday, went to this great place! http://www.shrinenyc.com/index.php omg, my new favourite place, and neighbourhood-hang!! like 10 min from me, 134rd and 7th ave! twice twice twice, you would love it. live music, or dj's or open mic, showcases every night. nice atmosphere, and allt he coolest, most important, classic, soul jazz funk disco hip hop reaggae vinyls stapled aaaall over the walls. omg, we could have looked at them forever. and we saw this open mic: http://www.myspace.com/Soul4RealEvents and we didnt pay a dime that night! me liky.
and on monday I went to this place: http://www.caffevivaldi.com/ nice little bar/café with a open mic at 7pm, free, white crowd, singer/songwriter thing, great soundsystem though, the quality of the acts were very shifting but its a great place to start out with, I think me and Rosie our gonna try our first open mic there...oh yes oh yes...
so the status rigth now is: school starts next week, exciting and a little weird, soo long break. GOTTA FIND A JOB. a babysitting job picking up after school, I did my school schedule for that. and I got screwed over by a mother who I thought I would babysit for. SHANTIS is coming tomorrow, a girl from sweden. its gonna be sooo fun, I found her an apt just nearby, neighbours im telling you!! zach (my lil' bro') brags about that he can totally understand when me and anna speaks swedish, the funny things that he is often right when i retells it...
veckans + the SHRINE and last night. HARLEM is gonna raise to the occasion...
veckans - recession recession and RECESSION! M-T-F!
peace and lov and pleace comment.
borde göra idag alltså:
x gå till skolan och öva piano (theory and musicianship 1 börjar nästa vecka å jag vet att jag kommer ha ångest å panik hela terminen, för att jag är dålig ja, och e helt omusikaliskt i mitt öra på nåt sätt, men jag vet inte riktigt hur det går till när jag ändå kan sjunga ganska bra och är en music major...ja men ändååå)
x åka till 'le petit paradis' och lämna CV (en fransk/amerikansk förskola på upper east side, en av de få, tänkte bara gå dit och fråga om de söker någon, de gör de INTE men ändå, eller om jag kan få sätta upp en lapp eller om de kan förmedla min barnvaktsservice till föräldrar, då jag vill ha ett franskatalande jobb, snälla!)
x åka till 'Good World Bar and Grill' och lämna CV (svensk bar downtown, jag vill absolut inte jobba på bar eller resaturang men jag är i akut depserat behov av jobb)
x åka tillbaka och gå på ett kvarters - slam, 9pm som kallas 'Ressurection Wednesdays at the O', 2 blocks from me! på detta ställe: http://www.ohloungenyc.com/ (5 dollars å jag måste få in min nyss fyllda 18-åriga vän, I just have to!)
å nu är kl. 12.52 pm så de ska ju bli intressant hur mycket jag hinner av detta, å for the record e ja inte påklädd eller äten frukost yet.
and now I'm gonna swith to English for all my non-swedish-speaking friends out there. I was just talking about and listing what I should do today but probably not will have time to do, cause I'm lazy.
so, I have found my mission with this blog, or in life...not a fashion blog (like aaaaall the other swedish blogs, and I dont know aanything about fashion), not a celebrity blog (don't know anything about that either), not a mom-I've-just-got-a-baby-blogg or a I-have-3-children-and-småbarnslivet-sucks-but-I-have-still-time-to-blogg-for-some-strange-reason (obviously) but a guide to the open scenes in NY!! slams, jams and open mics. peoms and shows to your delight. oh ye, this a great plan and name.
so yesterday, went to this great place! http://www.shrinenyc.com/index.php omg, my new favourite place, and neighbourhood-hang!! like 10 min from me, 134rd and 7th ave! twice twice twice, you would love it. live music, or dj's or open mic, showcases every night. nice atmosphere, and allt he coolest, most important, classic, soul jazz funk disco hip hop reaggae vinyls stapled aaaall over the walls. omg, we could have looked at them forever. and we saw this open mic: http://www.myspace.com/Soul4RealEvents and we didnt pay a dime that night! me liky.
and on monday I went to this place: http://www.caffevivaldi.com/ nice little bar/café with a open mic at 7pm, free, white crowd, singer/songwriter thing, great soundsystem though, the quality of the acts were very shifting but its a great place to start out with, I think me and Rosie our gonna try our first open mic there...oh yes oh yes...
so the status rigth now is: school starts next week, exciting and a little weird, soo long break. GOTTA FIND A JOB. a babysitting job picking up after school, I did my school schedule for that. and I got screwed over by a mother who I thought I would babysit for. SHANTIS is coming tomorrow, a girl from sweden. its gonna be sooo fun, I found her an apt just nearby, neighbours im telling you!! zach (my lil' bro') brags about that he can totally understand when me and anna speaks swedish, the funny things that he is often right when i retells it...
veckans + the SHRINE and last night. HARLEM is gonna raise to the occasion...
veckans - recession recession and RECESSION! M-T-F!
peace and lov and pleace comment.
Saturday, October 11, 2008
6 DAYS OFF.
not connected or really effected. protected by a non pressure state. you're off, free, look at me, don't worry about your faith. take it slow, I give you this time. just let it go don't walk the line. fine fine just let it loose, but what if I loose more then I win, thin thin line if you can't handle the non connected to protected life. it's either this or that, has to do it flat or not at all I miss the in between, doesn't even know what it means. push me to and edge and it seems that I crash but not burn and turns out really really good.
thanks thanks tack tack så mycket for the comments. uppskattat. and very funny lisa. så vad är egentligen ett bloggformat? va e de som inte stämmer? tell me. (zachy, now it's when you use your swedish knowledge from highschool. )
so I got 6 days of from school AGAIN! yes it's crazy, I have just started, and I don't even have thaat much homework. and ofcourse when you have that much time you don't do anything at all, or really productive. or at least for my personality group (...?) I try to convince me about the importancy of getting my room togeteher...at least. so I am going to Ikea, today sunday. agaain, in two weeks. now I'm going to by the real furnitures. alone this time though. last time lil' bro went with me, we spent 6 hours there. I love IKEA. it's like going to sweden, when you're abroad.
don't feel that connected to school. it worries me. it is not that fun, or interesting or exciting to go to class. sad. it should be for 360 dollars per credit (I take 12 credits this semester). I have to do something about this. gotta do some research. gotta gotta gotta. yes mam I'm on a mission!
I like harlem, Harlem is my home now. black, hispanic, noisy, dirty, chillin, dangerous? I'm a outsider, but home, a strange flavour, but belongs. Noise outside my window, all times, day night. people screaming, latinomusic, trucks during the night, and bus annoncements in the morning. I have a bus stop riight down on the street under my window. and suddenly I hear one morning (11 am) a mans voice, like right in my room. Oh, no it was the bus driver annoncing the stops.
I get of the subway and I'm home. I'm not gonna be scared. this is where I live now. I belong here to. so I am not gonna feel like an outsider. all though I am. I'm gonna feel like and outsider, and home, take my place, and claim my right. I'm away and home at the same time. I belong and have a strong feeling of home sickness.
I take home, with me. so watch out Harlem, cause here I come.
VECKANS + kerri, one of the rommates, and she is grejt!!
VECKANS - den totala seghet. trött fast man vaknat 12pm å sovit mer än 8h. c koi le probleme!?
peace. and love.
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