This is the sort of news that I wouldn’t bother posting, but Jens Lekman news is a big deal in this house.
The news comes via Jens’ blog, which explains how he contracted the virus while in South America. Kinda scary to be honest, and hopefully he has a speedy recovery. And ignore that bit about him singing a song about it, probably won’t happen, but you never know…
I picked home one last souvenir from South America, it’s called the H1N1 virus. Wrongfully known as the Swineflue.
I was crossing the Atlantic when things started getting really bad, the fever was hallucinogenic and shaking me like a leaf and I grabbed the sleeve of the Air France steward. “I’m not feeling well, I should see a doctor” I said and the reply came as a brilliant mix of death anxiety and french rudeness: “Uh, yes… Terminal D… go there maybe… when we land”. After that the stewards and stewardesses took long detours. A ring of empty seats formed around me. Peoples eyes were kind but determined, they read “Poor you, I really wish you all the best but if you come near me or my kid I will have to stab you with this plastic fork”. I got up and went to the bathroom where I fainted.
Now I’m in quarantine for ten days. I can see the summer through my window and it’s just perfect. Summer is always best through a window.
I don’t know anything about this collaboration between The Sweptaways and Jens Lekman, but all I know is that I just watched this video a couple of minutes ago and I absolutely love this song. The video is quite clever as well, but this has to be one of the catchiest songs I’ve heard this month. Seriously, this song kills.
Apparently, it’s off the new album The Sweptaways Show, which came out earlier this week in Scandinavia only. Might have to pick this one up, even if it’s just for this one song. Though, I really love this description for The Sweptaways (I’ve never heard of them):
The Sweptaways are thirty women in coordinated costumes who sing choir-arranged versions of pop tunes, and who always
long for the stage and their extravagant live performances.
We are a crazy lady in bikepants and plume swaying safely on high heels. We are a distinguished gentleman tipsy on portwine.
We are women without borders.
We like wearing things on our heads. Parrots, foilage, owls, high hats, turbans.
We like pineapple, spandex, feathers, gold, pumps, green forests, love and respect. Our wardrobes are as big as our ambitions.
We are one body with a gigantic heart and thirty brains.
We never cease to amaze ourselves.
We are a happening. A festival. A package-deal.
We are many surprises all in one.
We are a coverband, a band of pirates, a band of pearls.
Reading all of the news, emails and just about everything else revolving around SXSW has me a little sad that I once again (three times straight since I started blogging) am not able to partake in this year’s proceedings. As always, I say to myself “Hey, maybe next year!” but for the time being I will just stew here in my chair until next week. Knowing that isn’t really productive, I figured why not make a little mix to cheer myself up? What else can turn a frown upside down than a bunch of fun pop songs, or even for a random, lazy Sunday afternoon. Hope this finds you in happy spirits!
This is the sort of news that I wouldn’t bother posting, but Jens Lekman news is a big deal in this house.
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