Apparently it wasnt really a good idea to leave the blog. I didnt know how to treat it when it moved to loneydear.com so maybe ill keep up some writing here instead. Maybe Andy at Polyvinyl will find this blog soon, and transfer some of it to the site. Its the middle of the night, and im sitting wide awake in a blue sofa, completely half naked. Life storms around me and I dont really know where to go. I wish music could save me, but touring is STILL hard work, worries, hours of dead time, and minutes of singing and playing music. Its all up to me, what i do out of it. (Though). I will probably have to try to make a record, a truly great one. i should ask someone to help me, i dont know that shit anymore. I'd like to point out three places. Visingsö 1982 or 1983. Family out for picnic. I drink blueberry soup. Wind points my hats ribbon 90 degrees out to the side. I cant do this anymore.