Storm Corrosion finally here!

Quite some time ago I got my jewel case version of Storm Corrosion, and also a mug. It's quite weird that they sold a mug even before the album was released, but it looks great and I'm so glad I bought it since it's now one of my favorite ones next to Opeth, Beatles and Black Sabbath. (A Jimi Hendrix and King Diamond would complete my happiness though!) ;)

Some weeks after I got a tube with a signed litograph of the cover of the album, and as I was happy about that I wondered where the hell the bundle was that was many weeks late. 

But luckily a week after or so it at last arrived! My dear CD/bluray edition and the double vinyl. I am so damn happy I was obbsessed and ordered it directly as it sold out in just a few days and has been going for crazy amounts on Ebay. So, I'm trying to wait a little longer until it almost hurts, to give the vinyls a spin and pop the bluray on. I think I can't wait any longer... 

Also, did you know Opeth will be going on a little tour in Sweden in winter? Oh yes. And some of those dates will be special unplugged gigs. And I did buy a ticket at once, but now I am wondering if I can afford one more to another one of the dates... ;)

Haha, hard to please! >:)

Storm Corrosion arrives

The first to arrive home is the jewel case CD of Storm Corrosion, and I'm absolutely stoked.
Now when the sun has gone down, I climb into bed with my giant headphones and have a close listen, finally! And straight away I get goosebumps, everywhere in fact. I freeze, fascinated of what the CD with headphones actually delivers - it's so much better than just the video of "Drag Ropes". I finally hear every sound and can isolate them and then put them together. Happiness. And something else, a sadness. Cause the whole album is filled with sorrow. Darkness. Isolation. And it sure is something I cannot wave away or hide from. And I do not want to either.
Mikael and Steven creates the feeling of being in a cold damp cave. Alone. Looking for a fireplace, blanket or companionship and not finding any.
You are stuck here by yourself, deal with it. Lovely.
I like it, the album that is, and something tells me that I will grow to love it.

Raindrops and isolation

Nick Drake, I wonder what he was thinking of?

Haven't written in here for more than a week I see, well I haven't been listening to much music either unfortunately which takes away most of the inspiration of writing about music of course. I've been busy doing other things, and feelin' a bit under the weather. But I'm right now going through more of the vinyls from the fairs and I've gotten word that my copies of Storm Corrosion is on their way - hurray! I'll be so damn glad when I can put that record on and have a first listen, as I have refused to listen to the whole album before I have a physical copy. I've got the mp3-download that followed the order but... This is a true test of my stubbornness! And of patience. Maybe my stubborn mind will fall, and I cave in for the digital...?!
Today I've been planting flowers on our balcony and hopefully made so that a few more pops up. The sunflowers are a tradition for me now, and this year they're gonna be living in old buckets made of zink. I think they are maybe 50 years old or so, and they're really worn as nature has been taking care of them. So, hope the sunflowers will like them as much as we do!
Yesterday I, as I suprise for my heartling who worked all day, cleaned the apartment spotlessly for like 5 hours. I put on a bit of Nick Drake as the rain kept falling outside, but I think the cats listened more than I did since I was making a lot of noise cleaning.
Anyway I am getting more and more out of that troubled man's music and I feel a bit like - "Hey, I'm not alone" which is a feeling not many artists has given me, just some music, books and movies can make me feel that way. I'm especially fond of the first album "Five Leaves Left" which is both sad and comforting.
Nick left the world 3 albums before he 1974 took an overdose of antidepressant medicine.
I wished he had stayed and left the world with more music but as he was feeling tortured everyday I can understand him.
After the third and final album "Pink Moon" he isolated himself almost completely, and even though he later worked on a forth album, I think he had given up the fight.

From "Five Leaves Left":

From "Bryter Layter"