blues du jour

care for a swedish pizza in KL?

an establishment found in the great city of kuala lumpur. according to nadiah nothing on that sign makes any sense (apart from the colours). can you but dig?

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after spending my breakfast with hal and polly jean i got stuck with a riff from one of her songs. it turned into this:

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loop from ‘the pocket knife’, ‘uh huh her‘, 2004. thanks ms harvey.

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it´s been a long day, i´m exhausted and i think this recording is as messy as i feel. but in there somewhere you´ll detect the sound of a conservatory yamaha grand.

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(another iPhone field recording)

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percussion loop by alex van heerden from the EHP-project

this evening i played a gig at a wedding held at millesgården just outside stockholm. carl milles (1875-1955) was a famous and successful sculptor who, together with his wife olga, created this beautiful spot, these days open to the public. i saw a lot of photographs of him but not a single one where he´s smiling. it made me wonder.

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today i found my lost moleskine note book. thank you universe.

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a melody suggesting that income isn’t in sync with expenses.

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this one is dedicated to a friends friend who just recently was shown unexpected affection. by a sheep.

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to the sweet bunch up on red hill

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red hill also harbours new cape records, the home of south africas finest sorcerers

old upright and barbecue in suburbia

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today i handed in my paper. my brains will never be the same. probably for the best. i think that paper is the worst. ever. this blues too.

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