m u s i c a l
I got an auto-tuner, which means I can now be bothered to keep my guitar up to pitch, some of the time. I learned to play Calle Schewens Vals
"Här dansar Calle Schewen med Roslagens ros
han dansar till solen går opp!"
translation here: http://www.abc.se/~m8169/taube/oversatt.html
and Sjösala Vals - This is the one about Rönnerdahl and the flowers:
Rönnerdahl han skuttar med ett skratt ur sin säng
Solen står på Orrberget, sunnanvind brusar.
Rönnerdahl han valsar över Sjösala äng.
Hör min vackra visa, kom sjung min refräng.
Tärnan har fått ungar
och dyker i min vik
från alla gröna dungar
hörs finkarnas musik
och se så många blommor
som redan slagit ut på ängen
gullviva, mandelblom, kattfot och blå viol
Rönnerdahl he leaps with a chuckle out of bed
sun is at Orrberget, the south wind is blowing.
Rönnerdahl he rolls over Sjösala field.
Hear my lovely song, come sing my refrain.
Terns have their young
and are diving in my bay
from all the green groves
is heard finches' music
and see so many flowers
have already come out in the field
cowslip and saxifrage, catsfoot and violet*
*lit. cowslip, meadow saxifrage, mountain everlasting and blue violet (the latter probably dog violet or sweet violet). These are all common spring flowers in south-central Sweden.
These are well-known songs in Sweden.
Three of the six CDs I got for Xmas were Swedish too. They were Allan Petersson's Violin Concerto no 2 and his ninth symphony, and Abba Gold. The others were Simon & Garfunkel's Greatest Hits, Shostakovich Jazz Suites and Mahler 5 (Concertgebouw, Chailly). These have all been saved up to compensate for when I return to the misery of commuting. Oh, I also got Stieg Larsson's trilogy in abridged audioformat on 18 CDs, so at least I've got plenty to listen to.