Extremely inspiring short movie.

Never been a huge Beyonce fan but really, this woman is amazing.

U2 at Letterman Show Friday March 6th

U2 at Letterman Show Thursday March 5th

U2 at Letterman Show Wednesday March 4th

U2 at Letterman Show Tuesday March 3rd

Oh, Adam is such a man tucking those earplugs in under his jacket at the end. Although, had he been my man I would've had his sleeves shortened a little.

U2 at Letterman Show Monday March 2nd

Adam looks immaculate! Such a handsome man..!

Adam Clayton, I love you

The most amazing sky

Look at this beautiful sky this evening.

Me and Gilla had rented a movie and when we returned back home Gilla looked out the window and called me over.

Look for yourselves. And I swear, no editing whatsoever of the pics! They are taken at different times, that's why the colours change a bit, plus I played around w ISO and whitebalance whilst shooting.

When we first saw it..

Then a little later..

A couple of minutes later..

And after maybe 15 minutes it got much higher! Amazing!
Then the clouds returned and the sky was grey again.

Last night I listened to One Republic, the band that made that tiring "Apologize" song with Timbaland earlier this year. I must say I really really like his voice. He plays the piano and the guitar, plus writes all the songs AND is a song writer for plenty of popular artists!
His name is Ryan Tedder, even the name is adorable.

And, here's the best part, he's born in 1979! Perfect! Finally a man I like that is younger than 35! Haha. He's cute in a funny way, looks a little like a cartoon animal of some sort. Really nice voice. Wouldn't mind him singing me to sleep every night.
I'll ask him over to see my view. Hahaha.

And, not forgetting, the original version of "Apologize" is much much better than the remix with that annoying Timbaland hollering in the background.

"..Imse vimse spindel, klättar uppför trån'.."

This evening, except for taking a hundred of photos of my view (I'm beginning to feel like the weather reports) we were supposed to watch a movie but after getting way into "The Next Best Thing" with Madonna and Rupert Everett we watched that one instead. And I advice you not to, it was crap.

Then we saw an old Posh Spice video with that fat guy from Another Level, that random British boyband that I liked so much for like 6 months when we were 17. Jonna hated that song "Freak Me". So we You Tubed them.

We moved on to other boybands throughout the evening, in order:

Another Level
E17
New Kids on the Block

It was such a walk down memory lane, all elementary school memories!

Our funniest was by far:



Another Level "Bomb Diggy"



E 17- Thunder



NKOTB- Hangin' Tough



I had forgotten it even existed!!!! "Tonight" was my all-time favourite!



"The Jordan Knightmare Interview", hilarious! I can never think of him in the same way ever again..
Whatever way that was... Hmm..

Off to bed.

Come on people, opinions on the coat, please!

Wouldn't that be something

Hey all,

forgot to mention that I listened to Bruce all the way back home.

Realized that all I want is to love and to be loved like a Springsteen song.

Nothing could be more beautiful than that.

For those of you who wonder..

..He hasn't replied yet. Buhu.

And I'm almost drunk on Leva Rosé wine. Alone. Buhu again.

Pick up, I know you're there..

My friend just texted me what supposedly is Fabri Fibra's cell phone number. He was on Mtv and he gave it out and she got on the phone and texted it to me.

Now let's see if he responds. I texted him, inviting him to Stockholm. Why bother playing hard-to-get when all I want is to have him in my bed-NOW.

The worst thing that could happen is probably if Mario, Luigi, Fabio, Marcello, Massimo, Leonardo etc from the Mtv backstage crew calls me from Arlanda tomorrow.. Whatever. At least they're italian.

"..Yes hi, you said I could stop by anytime..?"

Walk tall.. Or baby don't walk at all..

I found a live version for you. Enjoy.

It's filmed off a concert screen in New Jersey in 1999, and the colours are a bit off. Don't think that will bother you much though.

Soulsinging

This song makes me want to cry. I discovered it last night and I can't get enough. Won't get enough.

It makes me want to cry, but if I cry this song will have lost its beauty and it will only be sad.

I didn't know my feelings could be made into notes and sung so beautifully, by anyone. The lyrics may be weird but the arrangement is mindblowing.

In the end it all makes total sense. This is what it's like.

--

Billy he's down by the railroad tracks
Sittin' low in the back seat of his Cadillac
Diamond Jackie, she's so intact
As she falls so softly beneath him
Jackie's heels are stacked
Billy's got cleats on his boots
Together they're gonna boogaloo down Broadway and come back home with the loot
It's midnight in Manhattan, this is no time to get cute
It's a mad dog's promenade
So walk tall or baby don't walk at all

Fish lady, oh fish lady
She baits them tenement walls
She won't take corner boys
They ain't got no money
And they're so easy
I said "Hey, baby
Won't you take my hand
Walk with me down Broadway
Well mama take my arm and move with me down Broadway"
I'm a young man, I talk it real loud
Yeah babe I walk it real proud for you
Ah so shake it away
So shake away your street life
Shake away your city life
Hook up to the train
And hook up to the night train
Hook it up
Hook up to the train
But I know that she won't take the train, no she won't take the train
Oh she won't take the train, no she won't take the train
Oh she won't take the train, no she won't take the train
Oh she won't take the train, no she won't take the train
She's afraid them tracks are gonna slow her down
And when she turns this boy'll be gone
So long, sometimes you just gotta walk on, walk on

Hey vibes man, hey jazz man, play me your serenade
Any deeper blue and you're playin' in your grave
Save your notes, don't spend 'em on the blues boy
Save your notes, don't spend 'em on the darlin' yearlin' sharp boy
Straight for the church note ringin', vibes man sting a trash can
Listen to your junk man
Listen to your junk man
Listen to your junk man
He's singin', he's singin', he's singin'
All dressed up in satin, walkin' past the alley
He's singin', singin', singin', singin'