It is amazing how you can put on a song, and even though the singer never met you, but words to your thoughts. It is such a relief, after walking around with thoughts buzzing like a bees nest in your head not making any sense, and then all of a sudden a total stranger just says what you haven’t been able to.
Well that’s what happens when I downloaded (yes of course I download) Håkan Hellström, his lyrics are so exact especially on this last record (För sent för Edelweiss) and it is in one way sad that he doesn’t sing in English so that more people can enjoy him. On the other hand the fact that he sings in Swedish and stays true to his home town is a virtue in itself. There are so many musicians that sells them self to easy, and for what? 15 min of fame, is it really worth it?
Vad vet du om månljuset? What do you know about the moon light?
förrän du blivit sönderslagen under det... until you got beaten up under it…
Och vad vet du om gryningen? And what do you know about the day brake?
Förrän du mött varje morgon, med sömnlösa ögon... Until you meet every morning, with sleepless eyes
Vad vet du om solen? What do you know about the sun?
Förrän nån släckt alla ljusen... until someone turned out all the lights…
Och vad vet du om att inte vilja vakna längre? And what do you know about not wanting to wake up anymore?
Ni kommer få se er ungdom ruttna framför er... You will see your youth rot infront of you…
Well the beauty is not obvious in English I see that now.
Yesterday I went to this gig, a polish guy Tymon Tymański who apparently is a great guitar player (he was really good) He played, and played, and played and…I think he was playing for at least 2,5 maybe 3 hours. People sat down, went home, but he just continued. His sidekick was constantly cleaning his guitar and putting it down in its case, but Tymon just started playing another song and the sidekick had to get his guitar again. After 2 hours the sidekick gave up and just stood to the side watching Tymon. I can’t remember last time I saw such a joy for music; he couldn’t care less if he had any audience or not he just kept on playing.
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