Showing posts with label Love Is Not Pop. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Love Is Not Pop. Show all posts

A Change of Heart

Posted by Patrik Edvardsson | Posted in , , , , , | Posted on 4:15 PM

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I'm listening to El Perro Del Mar, the dog from the ocean. If you're into Spanish. I have knives in my throat and after two interviews in among the glass covered walls of Philips I feel worn out. I've overconsumed Albert Hein Chocolade Tarwebiscuit's. El Perro sings that she's 'been dreaming for so long, searching for a witness/.../sweet talk for hours, about things we're gonna do, and sometimes I loose track of my heart' and we've all been there. And if you havent, you should, cause there is no pride in controlling your life. There is no pride in not eating too many Albert Hein Chocolade Tarwebiscuit's if you feel that you need to. If the knives in your heart hurt too much. The El Perro Del Mar Song? It's called Change Of Heart and can be found in her brilliant mini-album Love Is Not Pop.

The sounds of summer

Posted by Patrik Edvardsson | Posted in , , , , , , , | Posted on 5:14 PM

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El Perro Del Mar's I Gotta Get Smart (which you can download here) from her brand new mini album Love Is Not Pop is flowing between my ears with its summery feeling. Tonight my sister arrives in the city which is experiencing its warmest April in 107 years if you do not count 2007 (when I also lived here). All according to my weather maverick of a room mate. And I've gotten my new Whitest Boy Alive t-shirt and my thesis is slowly moving along. Words are being put down, interviews are being scheduled, headlines are being formed, its slow, but moving. And right now El Perro Del Mar sings go on go on go over guitars that sounds like a colorful drink on the beach. Maybe its the dream of summer that caused this strong statement of eskapism from Göteborg natives Sara Assbring (El Perro Del Mar) and Rasmus Hägg (The producer, from Studio) and outside my window the sun it painting the leaves with bright colors, and we are here, in between the weather and life, in between winter and summer, in the middle. I gotta get stronger, she sings as the song reaches its end, but maybe this is the time to accept who we are.