Back home

Well I wouldn’t say home, really. I mean to be honest anywhere I go right now just feels temporary, since I don’t have a job and odds are if I were to find one I would have to move, again, it feels like I should rather just say I’m back where-my-parents-live aka square one. But it just sounds too depressive saying square one so I stick with home.
So far it’s been alright like, I’ve met most of my friends, I’ve been out and had a pretty good time and my niece is here which feels great since I don’t see her all that often.
But all things considered, this fucking blows balls bigger and more hairy than I would even dare to want to imagine. It’s just that staying at my parents place gets on my fucking nerves in the long run, I mean don’t get me wrong I love my parents, I just can’t live with them anymore.
And I’m sick and tired of living in a small town, or rather I’m sick and tired of living in the same small town that I’ve been living in most my life.
Living in Karlstad right now is like the experience of having your balls waxed, except it’s not alot of pain in a split second but rather alot of pain… yeah just plainly alot of pain with no near end in sight.
But I’m not just bashing Karlstad because it’s Karlstad but I’m bashing it because it reminds me of unemployment, long boring days and having to deal with parents on a day-to-day basis.

Done some photography this weekend but I left my camera at my friends place and I haven’t picked up yet so I got some more pictures on that I should upload but for now I can only show you the stuff I took from the car on our way back from Norway. Overall I was quite happy with the result from the pictures, I managed to get some nice ones. I haven’t done a whole lot of fine art photography so this is definetely an uncharted area for me, but having tried it out I kind of liked it. It’s a whole lot more difficult than just taking pictures where the people in the shot do the storytelling for me. Anyway you can find it by clicking the link below, hope you enjoy!
http://www.flickr.com/photos/30916049@N07/sets/72157622629161895/

Those of you who haven’t heard the extraordinary voice of Antony Hegarty should slap yourselves across the face and stick a fucking fork in your knee and then twirl it around and pour gallons of fucking vodka in it and then rub the shit down with salt, then slap yourselves across the face again.
He is the lead singer in a group called Antony and the Johnsons, and is not only famous for his peculiar voice but also because he is a weirdo, in womens’ clothes. But fuck it, who cares what the guy wears, he makes great music and that’s all I care about. His latest project was a collaboration with the NY based DJ Hercules and Love Affair where he sang a few songs on their latest self-titled album which can be found on spotify, along with his work from Antony and the Johnsons.
For those of you without the stoipfy you can check him out on the toooob.

Hercules and Love Affair

Antony and The Johnsons