Lately, when I’m out at night my mind starts to wonder. I realized I’ve been meeting the wrong type of girls. Attraction is definitely there, but when I start spending time with these girls interest trickles down. My typical night-out is usually spending valuable time with friends. We mind our own business, if we meet people it’s cool but it’s like whatever. I never once had any intention on going out at a bar to meet someone. Last night was a different night for me, it was bitter sweet. I saw this girl at a party last night, I noticed that she was looking my way, at first I thought she was looking at my friend, but she was actually looking at me, and she kept looking at me, and she smiled a couple of times, and she was really really pretty, and so I started wondering if she was someone who hated small talk, and didn’t hangout in bars and clubs, and don’t just meet guys to hook-up, and wasn’t interested in playing games, and maybe we could fall in love right then and there, and maybe she would always hold my hand in public, and always smell good, and give me the feeling that I can do anything, and tell me I’m good-looking, and make me feel like I’m the only guy in the world, and find it endearing instead of annoying that I like bicycles a lot, and make me feel like I’m going places, and not be a vegetarian but have a moral opposition to veal, and the snow makes her happy, and not look around the room all the time when we’re out at a restaurant, and never stay mad at me for too long, and make the coffee/tea at least 40% of the time, and bake me cupcakes sometimes, and bonk my brains out with great regularity, and tell me I look dashing when I’m in my dress clothes, and never answer her cell phone when we’re hanging out, and not talk about her ex-boyfriends all that often, and write silly notes sometimes, and give me back-rubs on occasion, and not get mad at me when I call her when I’m drunk, and not get scared if I get really attached, and not consider it a wasted day if we never get out of bed, and have a pair of old dirty chuck’s somewhere in her closet, and not get mad that I never remember rules for scrabble, and make everything all better when I have a crappy day, so then I tried talking to her but it was awkward for some reason so I went home.

When I was a kid, On Christmas Eve, many years ago…I lay quietly in my bed. I did not rustle the sheets. I breathed slowly and silently. I was listening for a sound . I was afraid I’d never hear. The ringing bells of Santa’s sleigh. -The Polar Express

Winter is on. And it strikes me again that snowboarding is an all-or-nothing proposition. Compromise can gnaw away at the plan; it seeps through the cracks in our lives until, pretty soon. It’s running the show. Driver’s wanted, right? But sometimes we all end up going for a ride.

Traditional restrictions apply; job, rent, him, her … the car, the dog. There are plenty of obstacles to get in the way. But, man, an occasional trip to the snow-an on-again, off-again brush with happiness-just doesn’t cut it.

What am I getting at? Life is short. Winter is shorter. Design your days around snowboarding with the people who are important to you, and the rest will fall into place. There will be time enough for compromise when spring comes around.

Try it, get into it and you’ll know what I’m talking about.

“Neverland” Teaser! (click it)

Sigur Ros – Við spilum endalaust – A Take Away Show

Phoenix – 1901 – A Take Away Show

Phoenix – Lizstomania / One time too many – A Take Away Show

California, particularly Los Angeles and Long Beach has been a great part of my life. The friends and memories will always be in my heart until the end. The world is too big and it will be a waste for it not to be explored. And so as the saying goes, “Life is too short, live as if it was your last.” The more people finds out about my plan on relocating, the more of them wants to embark the journey with me. This gives greater influenced on me and I am becoming more inspired than ever. The city is calling my, your name, so go and pack your bags for the long haul.

But it all depends on the last straw if I can obtain a job that would suit my needs then I’m yours New York. If not, I’m okay with that.

(Hence: I changed the lyrics from Paris to NewYork)

One day we’re gonna live in New York City
I promise
I’m on it
When I’m bringing in the money
I promise
I’m on it
I’m gonna take you out to club showcase
We’re gonna live it up
I promise
Just hold on a little more

And every night we’ll watch the stars
They’ll be out for us
They’ll be out for us
And every night, the city lights
They’ll be out for us
They’ll be out for us

One day we’re gonna live in New York City
I promise
I’m on it
I’ll find you that New York boy,
You’ll find me that New York girl
I promise
I’m on it

So go and pack your bags
For the long haul
We’re gonna lose ourselves
I promise
This time it’s you and me for evermore

And every night we’ll watch the stars
They’ll be out for us
They’ll be out for us
And every night, the city lights
They’ll be out for us
They’ll be out for us

And every night we’ll watch the stars
They’ll be out for us
They’ll be out for us
And every night, the city lights
They’ll be out for us
They’ll be out for us

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I can’t stop listening to this track. Enjoy!

Jónsi has just launched a teaser of his new website, www.jonsi.com. Every day this week a new letter will be revealed, along with some music samples. Some cool stuff coming up soon…

Also, in case you missed it, Jónsi released a full length album this summer with his partner Alex. They’ve got their own site at www.jonsiandalex.com with music streams, videos, pictures, recipes, etc.

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