today i listened to the late great robert pete williams, enjoyed his odd blues keys, attached my capo (thanks derek) and off we go.
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one ought, every day at least, to compose a fine piece of 'blues' ~jonnie purple
today i listened to the late great robert pete williams, enjoyed his odd blues keys, attached my capo (thanks derek) and off we go.
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today i tried to hook up with a couple of friends visiting stklm but they where out on a power walk. not really sure what kind of walk that is i set out to execute one myself on the keys.
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a famous order by a friend at the grand hotel a few years back.
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at my local bar i met this lady named maria who offered me a place to sit only if i gave her something in return. i offered her a piece of music.
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to my friend mats almegård, fan of a certain visage song, who’s throwing a big birthday party tonight.
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shades before midnight, or else..
this might be the crudest, ugliest piece of music i’ve come up with so far. there´s a record for everything i guess.
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to all the outsiders in the world.
as of a famous sweet wine, enjoyed this evening, leading to a 16 bar blues in 3/4.
tonight i saw a play by strindberg, “miss julie”, and this piece is dedicated to jean, the servant who´s trapped in love, lust and fear.
playing a gig tonight with “Eli’s swing thing”, made this for the show..
this summer i have tried to keep things simple, sometimes also the music.
this morning i took the train back from örebro to stklm, trying to sneak in to 1st class since those seats are comfortably placed high above the ground on the second floor, but i was asked by the staff to leave, after 20 minutes or so. short but sweet.
a tiny place outside mullhyttan, outside fjugesta, outside örebro.
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going over to my sisters, having a traditional crawfish dinner with her and two of my brothers, tomas and virgil.
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this piece is to our dark mysterious friends on the bottom of lakes and creeks, black and swift before we boil them alive to appetizing red obedience..