May 2012
21 posts
Dream 120523
My friend Stangel tells me about a (Japanese?) exchange student he knows that wants to arrange some kind of Evangelion themed sightseeing tour in Stockholm. That gives me the idea to make a documentary. I take notes:
“One thing I did a lot as a kid was to tie anime I liked or discovered to “physical experiences” in my life, to physical places.”
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I’ve been noticing a system in my consumption of music lately. How I give every weekend a well-defined soundtrack. One song that I use those two days and rarely visit again afterwards other than by nostalgia for that particular weekend. Weekend two weeks ago it was this. Last weekend it was this. By listening to them intensely during a short period of time I’m making my future...
Can’t stop thinking about the Mora Träsk man’s cameltoe. Damn those shorts were tight.
Yet again waking up in the middle of the night. Stressed out by the realization that everything is connected. Evolving organically. So fast that we never have time to pin it down. When we reach out our hands trying to catch it it’s already gone. Has turned into something else. Then sometime afterwards maybe something new makes us see the connection to something that once was. But then...
Dream 120510
I’m trying to convince my brother to make the “ultimate Wild West rap track” by using Johnny Cash’s Hurt as a basis for the beat and a screwed up version of Meek Mill’s imma wild boy strapped up like a cowboy-line from the Wild Boy-remix as the chorus.
Dream 12051
On a Master System forum that a lot of my friends seem to frequent I’m writing a post about my early mid-life crisis. One of the users has the nick “Zelda Lagerlöf”. Why she uses a Nintendo nick on a Sega forum puzzles me.
April 2012
30 posts
Dream 120430
A fictional Västerås shopping mall, Claudia Cardinale and a Barbapapa T-shirt for babies. There was probably an order and a context, but yeah…
Suddenly;
your teenage Internet years
just explodes
in front of your eyes.
Over ten years ago now. But the thought of certain people and memories of screenshots still haunts my mind from time to time. They still make me feel insecure and involuntary naive. 17 again. Maybe it’s a good feeling. It also reminds me of a special type of hope I totally forgot.
Old promises of new worlds. Of...
Dream 1204?
Elfriede?
Yet again the context is lost.
Everything so mixed-up nowadays and everyone’s so used to it so you don’t need me pointing at say the pics of Nicki together with Sebastian Masuda anymore. If the 90s where the age of irony this is the age of “LULZ post-modernism”. Music and fashion should be equal parts funny and serious. Equal parts weird and logical.
So when I first saw Future’s Jimmy Fallon...