First gig since forever

Man, this year has been tough. Barely made it through sane and alive, yet here I am. Weak but breathing. I just gathered every little piece of strenght I could find and booked the first Sherman-gig in ages. I have no idea how it's gonna turn out, I'm just doing it. I need to get out of my house. One step at a time.

Guitarshop No.1, Gothenburgh

December 11

1:30 PM

Switch

I'm writing in Swedish, by doc's ordinance. I'm not letting you guys read/hear anything yet. Some 5-10 songs written. None recorded. Even though I'm not raised in a Stockholm suburb in the 70's, I think I'm starting to get the hang of it, lyric-wise. It feels less pretentious than it did in the past and it's more honest than anything I've ever written. It feels. Ask me in 5 months and I will disagree.

Silent Way

Alone through the mist

I hear the jackals screaming

This road wants me here

My orders are to give in

I run, got short sight

One meter at a time

The best of ability

Trust me we still got time

Deinstitutionalized

Back from the ward. Drugged to the teeth.