10th finger

"Guitars and drumloops are the spice in my life"

Fender_strat

Halmstad, Sweden

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It´s not fun anymore.

The world is spinning too fast right now. Too much violence, too much greed. It is just too much of everything right now. I can´t find any pleasure in making music anymore. Every song is already written. Every new site on internet is just a bad copy of a site thats already out there in cyberspace. It is just too much of everything.

I took a trip to New York.

Last thursday my wife and I went to New York. It was the first time we were there, but not the last. What a great city New York is. We took bustours, boattrips and walked around for five days. When my wife looked for clothes I looked for records and guitars. Bleeker Bobs recordstore and Virgin were awesome. Guitarcenter, Sam Ash and Mannys music were just too much for me in one day. My head went totaly crazy. So many guitars at one place is not good for your health. Now I´m gonna start saving money so I can go to New York again.

Very strange, but I think I got to buy one...

Woke up today and felt really good. I had a dream about guitars, resonator guitars. The reason must be that I saw the movie "Hellhounds on my trail" yesterday. The only thing I´ve got in my mind right now is resonatorguitars. Very strange, but I think I got to buy me one. So tomorrow I´m taking a trip to a hole bunch of musicstores so I can feel, try and ease my resonatorguitar need.

The rain is falling outside my window...

 The rain is falling outside my window but I don´t care.

Sitting with my guitars, my bass and computer and playing music. What more can I ask for. Nothing at all. I am satisfied with this. Hey wait a minute now. There is one thing I could ask for. That I could write some lyrics to the songs I make.

 

Yesterday I was feeling really low.
Yesterday I was feeling really low. My smashed foot hurted so much and I was at the hospital for a couple of hours. They cut out a bit of my right leg and then they used needle and tread to fix it. But today when I woke up I felt that I had to do some music. So I put toghether a little tune called Jazzig dub. Now it feels a little better than yesterday.
Me my foot and all the doctors.

The story of my smashed leftfoot wont end. The only thing I do is going to a bunch of doctors and nurses everyday. But I hope that the story will have a happy end so I can start making music soon again.

Badluck should be my name.

The past 6 months are so infected with badluck for me. First I ended up on hospital for a infection in my right leg. Then I had an accident at my work the 23 of march . My left foot got smashed by a forklift. So I think that badluck should be my name.