ep artwork

feeding off the lomo

Biased?

I'm thinking of compiling the tracks so far onto an album and put a bit of a full stop to the work so far. The album will be called "Biased" and I have made some artwork for it.

Is it a band?

I have started recruiting able hands to help me perform my songs, and it's going really well. I'm going to Cambodia for a bit over summer, but when I get back Klak Tik will be a live band too and I can't wait. I miss playing live so much and I'm really excited to see what people will think of my songs.

Apart from that I went to a family get-together in Denmark over the weekend and my gorky cousin of 18 damn near broke my foot in a brutal tackle while we were playing drunken football in the garden at midnight. Ouch, sports and alcohol. And teenagers. And near 30-year-olds, think they can keep up with the kids.

Oh, and here's a quote. From Watership down. I absolutely love it. I think there's a song in there, eh! Digger, listener, runner, prince with the swift warning.

"El-ahrairah, your people cannot rule the world, for I will not have it so. All the world will be your enemy, Prince with a Thousand Enemies, and whenever they catch you, they will kill you. But first they must catch you, digger, listener, runner, prince with the swift warning. Be cunning and full of tricks and your people shall never be destroyed."

Beautiful

Deluxe mugs and human diversity

This is going to sound stupid.

Where I work there's a kitchen and in the kitchen there's a cupboard. In the cupboard there's mugs. Until recently the cupboard was a little less than half full of a rather eclectic collection of mugs which had presumably taken years to become what it was. Small, large, blue, white, old, new, chipped, handleless, patterned, with logo, etc. The only thing they had in common was that they could contain a hot liquid without leaking or breaking, in short, all you could ever expect from a mug. I don't remember having a favourite but subconsciously I would probably have picked a bigger one if I felt more tired. Or a white one if I was feeling confused. Or a handleless one if I was cold.
But a little while ago the rest of the cupboard was filled. The company had acquired an entire army of new white mugs with the red company logo on the side.
I think if I asked any of my colleagues here what they thought of the new mugs they would probably say that they hadn't thought much about them, but that they were pleased that the cupboard almost never ran out of clean mugs anymore. Until yesterday I would probably have said the same, but then I became aware of a subconscious choice of mug I made yesterday. It was afternoon and most of the new identical company mugs were in the dishwasher or on peoples desks, but instead of just grabbing any mug I caught myself moving some of the "other" mugs out of the way to try to find one of the new deluxe ones. !

That made me think about archetype, diversity, uniformity and the majority. Do you see what I mean?

Download Klak Tik songs.

Hey reader/listener. Here I've posted a few tracks for you to download, should you be so inclined.


Culinary Skills of a Modern Man

Zeitgeber

Heatwave

Concrete Under the Bridge

Martin & Victoria og os

Christopher McCandless Dies Alone

I Sing, Like Everyone

The Ghost in the walls

I read an interview with the great Colin Meloy from the Decemberists by Laura Barton on the Guardian website. They were supposed to write a song together while she was interviewing him. It turned out that he was a little self-conscious about writing in front of her, but in the end they managed a bit of a melody and one verse worth of lyrics. Laura Barton challenged the Guardian readers to try and finish the song, either just the lyrics or actually the whole song, guitar and all. I decided to give it a go, so got up reasonably early on Saturday, finished the lyrics and came up with some fingerpicked guitar to accompany the melody. I made a chorus and a middle section and then recordet the whole thing. It took me most of the day, but I had a great time doing it. I hope it'll somehow end up in Laura's ears, if not in Colin Meloy's. Anyway, check out the song.

Ghost in the Walls


And here are the lyrics.

I hear the floorboards creak
I hear them in my sleep
and now I rise to go aloft,
all padding soft
to catch you lost and lonely call
all through the walls

I open up the door
No creaking anymore
I sit and listen for a while,
and then I smile
You always loved to hide from me,
so I wait patiently

I'll sit here in this very chair
for as long as I can carry myself up these stairs
My boy, you don't have to be sad
I've lost my son, but you've not lost your dad
and I know you can hear me,
my little ghost in the walls

Before I go to rest
I open up the chest
the photo album in my lap
I feel a tap
a tear of joy and one of pain
a tear for all you could've gained
I close my eyes and then I wait
you turn the page

I'll sit here in this very chair
for as long as I can carry myself up these stairs
My boy, you don't have to be sad
I've lost my son, but you've not lost your dad
and I know you can hear me,
my little ghost in the walls

Wanting Time to slow down

I want time to slow down. But I don't want anything bad to happen. And time only ever seems to slow down when something bad happens. What a shame.
Off to watch Shine a Light now. I'm guessing that won't slow down time.