tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76036564315972028482024-03-14T05:52:31.200+01:00Emma Larsenwww.emmalarsen.comEmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15129353969261474727noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7603656431597202848.post-26029249725764205042014-05-18T17:42:00.000+02:002014-05-18T17:42:08.657+02:00Anonymous<div style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px;">
In the world that we live in today it is essential for us as a people to affect those around in order to create a change.</div>
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We cannot simply rely on the leaders as a whole to affect change, we have to want it.</div>
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World leaders have recently decided not to take a step forward in evolution but rather a much greater step backwards. In many parts of the world evolution has been at a stand-still for too long.</div>
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From racism, homophobia, anti-feminism, poverty to childmarriage the world as it seems is a very broken place and these leaders of ours are unfortunately either promoting this or doing nothing.</div>
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This causes people to assault, persecute and even vote for parties that stand for everything but equality and most importantly mutual respect.</div>
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How many times do we have to openly speak about the fact that <i>they</i> are real people we are talking about? People with memories, lives, emotions and real, mind-numbing fear as a constant in their lives.</div>
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We are being taught that all that really matters is that as long as <i>I</i> am fine nothing else counts. I know, from experience, that it is easy to judge from afar but few would easily stare someone in the eye and say that "you deserve to be tortured, hunted down like an animal or even die because as long as I am unaffected your life is not important".</div>
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This is at least my view all in all and can you honestly say that voting for a party that is beyond question built entirely on hate is not exactly like saying that?</div>
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Every life counts and all I can really say is that in a worst case scenario you could be next and you would probably not want anyone to consider you a casualty of their own prosperity, would you?</div>
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I am not saying you or I should sacrifice ourselves, the point is that no one should and even if there is a crisis it doesn't change the fact that people shouldn't be viewed as objects. Objects that are somewhere in the distance that doesn't matter if they lived or died or even worse: hating them blindly because someone else says so... It <i>should</i> matter to you. <i>They</i> are someone's parents, children, siblings, friends.<br />
They, we, all of us, are people just like you.<br />
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Keep in mind that one day <i>they</i> could turn into <i>me</i>.</div>
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Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15129353969261474727noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7603656431597202848.post-61025285968877064172014-05-13T20:16:00.000+02:002014-05-13T20:16:27.733+02:00ImagineThere is a reason behind the word imagine being said a number of times in my video. Here's why:<br />
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Imagination is the sole and essential reason for people to be able to take action on behalf of someone else.</div>
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Whether it is someone close to you that you console at a hard time in their lives or someone you have never met. You imagine their what they are going through.</div>
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There is a certain sense that you get sometimes. Small, clarifying moments when everything seems right in the world and you take a step back to admire and enjoy the peacefulness of a room, a place or a scene.</div>
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I am now in the midst of the calm comfort of PhotoMarket at Fotografiska. I talk about this place a lot; partially becuase I do preform here from time to time bit also becuase this place generates a sense of togetherness, of acceptance.</div>
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Earlier I was talking to the very talanted Joyce Tenneson who had listen to our preformance both yesterday and today. We talked about this place and its atmosphere. How enlightened and happy it makes you feel but it also flows with creativity and urges people to feel creativity, it doesn't discriminate or judge, you are not more or less. Here you just are who you are and that is fine.</div>
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We talked about talent and how the drive and passion usually lies in the will to affect change; in one person or millions. How you want to make people feel what you feel, how you want to make a difference in some way, large or small.</div>
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There's a beauty to this moment I am in. It affects me by just being. After having preformed and indulged in meaningful conversations, the meeting of great minds with even greater hearts. This is a moment to remember, to re-visit, to love.</div>
Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15129353969261474727noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7603656431597202848.post-82018884612934971542014-04-05T20:18:00.001+02:002014-04-05T20:18:57.475+02:00Moments<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">There is a certain sense that you get sometimes. Small, clarifying moments when everything seems right in the world and you take a step back to admire and enjoy the peacefulness of a room, a place or a scene.</span><br><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I am now in the midst of the calm comfort of PhotoMarket at Fotografiska. I talk about this place a lot; partially becuase I do preform here from time to time but also becuase this place generates a sense of togetherness, of acceptance.</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Earlier I was talking to the very talanted Joyce Tenneson who had listen to our preformance both yesterday and today. We talked about this place and its atmosphere. How enlightened and happy it makes you feel but it also flows with creativity and urges people to feel creativity. It doesn't discriminate or judge, you are not more or less. Here you just are who you are and that is fine.</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">We talked about talent and how the drive and passion usually lies in the will to affect change; in one person or millions. How you want to make people feel what you feel, how you want to make a difference in some way, large or small.</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">There's a beauty to this moment I am in. It affects me by just being. After having preformed and indulged in meaningful conversations, the meeting of great minds with even greater hearts. This is a moment to remember, to re-visit, to love.</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">It is a simple but rare moment and it makes me remember what I want out of life and myself. What I aspire to and for and why I do need and want to do what I love.</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">//Em</span></div>Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15129353969261474727noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7603656431597202848.post-85722944533888716222014-02-10T09:29:00.001+01:002014-02-10T11:56:30.573+01:00Thanks<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">know I should be grateful.</span></div><div><div>I should be grateful for being allowed to live the life I do, I should be grateful that I am allowed to be who I am but I can't.<div><br></div><div>I am grateful, however, to the people who have sacrificed their lives, time and even dignity for me to be who I am. I am forever grateful to the people who never even knew that I would exist and who have given me this incredible gift of being able to be who I am.</div></div><div>I am saddened by the fact that many did not get to experience this feeling that they fought, and some even died, for. That they fought and died for the right to be who they are.</div><div><br></div><div>I am not grateful that I get to be allowed to be who I am when so many didn't and still aren't. I will not show graditude to the people that tolerate me because they have to.</div><div><br></div><div>The only thing I will and can do is live my life proud and every day acknowledge that even though it should be it is not a given that I can.</div><div>I am not grateful to be able to mourn the people that I may and will never have the privilge to know. Who fought for my right to love but I am proud to be one of the people who can stand here today and live because of them.</div><div><br></div><div>I am not grateful that I get to wake up every day and wonder if I am next, if today will be the day that someone decides that who I am is not okay, that I am worth less than anyone else. I am not grateful for that.</div><div>But I will, every day, be happy, proud of and appreciate who I am for the millions of people who can't and know in my heart that I am equal, that I will act, think and vote for equal.</div><div><br></div><div>//Em</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi8P-PVbxyqBl35khyphenhyphenWX9T3T2oLWsrdQT_PKV0X2tPtfy1tXjhjvimLx0DQu6qJKpShCkDmuD1qtKjhyphenhyphen7jMmTgsDO8zr5xV3E-S1vIrmd2r07fa0O_AecqJ6_-nYgOLATMpwraCYRaVxI/s640/blogger-image-1792657623.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi8P-PVbxyqBl35khyphenhyphenWX9T3T2oLWsrdQT_PKV0X2tPtfy1tXjhjvimLx0DQu6qJKpShCkDmuD1qtKjhyphenhyphen7jMmTgsDO8zr5xV3E-S1vIrmd2r07fa0O_AecqJ6_-nYgOLATMpwraCYRaVxI/s640/blogger-image-1792657623.jpg"></a></div><br></div></div>Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15129353969261474727noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7603656431597202848.post-10378448899992672042014-02-08T11:46:00.002+01:002014-02-08T11:46:33.933+01:00KindnessDon't miss out on kindness. Allowing yourself to feel it and receive it.<br />
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Know who the people are that keep you going because they believe in you and end relations with the rest because in the end they won't matter anyway.</div>
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With power comes the chance for greatness but it is not a given result. It is a fight and determination and an incredible sense of resistance.</div>
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Unfortunately for "we the people" true greatness is rarely shown in our world leaders because the people aiming for power with heart do not always make it all the way with their hearts intact.</div>
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It is a given that the road to success is beyond hard and keeping a clear head is next to impossible but it can be done.</div>
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There are no studies to support my views, they are just observations and interpertations.</div>
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May it be foolish to even say this but it is true "with great power comes great responsibility". Maybe it's easier when the rule applies in fiction but it's sad that it does not reflect in the real world.</div>
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In a way the men and women (though rare) that rule our countries, our world, are supposed to be leaders, fair, equal and strong and protect our people, all of us. They are supposed to be superheroes.</div>
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Granted that values, religions, opinions and ideas vary but in the end is it really too much to ask of our world leaders to show us the way to kindness, to greatness and most importantly to respect? We will never evolve unless we work for it, unfortunately. All we really have do is ask ourselves: what if it were me? What if it were my friend, parent, sibling that the world has turned on for doing absolutely nothing but being themselves?</div>
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Would you still vote for a leader that wants them dead? Would you still ask your country to expose, hate, persecute, abuse or kill?</div>
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Power can lead to greatness but only if you truly want that. A great human being is not one who values some people's lives over other's. It is equality for all or none.</div>
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Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15129353969261474727noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7603656431597202848.post-34325892037510786632014-02-04T20:42:00.002+01:002014-12-19T01:54:29.395+01:00MomentsWe build and we break, we bleed and sometimes we heal.<br>
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One moment is all it takes for us to feel, to venture into things unknown, perhaps unheard of for us, for you.<br>
There has been a lot of talk about when and where we are responsible, when it is on our hands; the blood, the tears, the pain... Hatred.<br>
One moment is all it takes.<br>
The question is, do you dare to turn your back? Do you dare to walk another way than all the others?<br>
We build and we break and so the story goes.<br>
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Life is hard and painful, uneasy and unkind, it is never fair, never grateful nor understanding. It takes a lot of guts to be able to tell someone affected not to hate, to beg them to look beyond, "be the bigger man". Sometimes it is taken as an insult.<br>
To imagine the pain is impossible, that is an insult I would never dare to speak. I do not understand, I could never. I only understand what I know and no one else. Maybe that is the reason? Maybe that is why it ever so quickly turns and all we are faced with are dark and hateful stares, painful expressions and horrible emotions?<br>
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But at some point it has to stop. At some point we have to stop because all the screaming, the blame, the misunderstanding and the hatred will only bring us back to where it all started.<br>
Human nature doesn't matter because human nature is so much more than just power, obsession, hatred, revenge and blame.<br>
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Some people do. Some people never forget but they move on. That is perhaps a horrible or insensitive thing to say but they do.<br>
Most of the time we are not talking about monsters without a heart, we are talking about people and leaders. They say that an employee performing badly is most of the time a reflection of a poor leadership, could that not be applied to a country? It's just a question.<br>
Some people are taught one way and then they choose differently, they feel differently, they take a step back and reflect in what is happening and breathe.<br>
What do I want? How do I feel? Do I want to stand for this? What if it were me?<br>
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Human nature... It goes both ways. It doesn't always have to mean that you should react one way or the other. Just take a step back and think; do I want to stand for this? Do I want this much hatred and revenge to course through me? Do I want someone else to suffer? What would happen if I took a different turn? A step in another direction.<br>
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//EmEmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15129353969261474727noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7603656431597202848.post-73271535128411948802013-10-20T10:41:00.001+02:002013-10-20T10:41:38.343+02:00Dream onIt just goes to show that when you have a dream you have to fully go for it no matter the costs without a thought to what might happen and believe that you can create greatness.<div>I believe in this dream and it has made me proud!</div><div><br></div><div>Love,</div><div>Em<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPxhJyNfH3ty6N-qojx4rnMklemkkdw78KKAJ55Ny2g67-D-ymDBlABRhMDHgR5rjc4cfF4ebakIKs-BwVzfVvl7z-3HNgGhmnF0Kmn6h2ufcrTAtxO7sVrdqkdGNAWy1Ct3i0wGWuuBA/s640/blogger-image-1570273369.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPxhJyNfH3ty6N-qojx4rnMklemkkdw78KKAJ55Ny2g67-D-ymDBlABRhMDHgR5rjc4cfF4ebakIKs-BwVzfVvl7z-3HNgGhmnF0Kmn6h2ufcrTAtxO7sVrdqkdGNAWy1Ct3i0wGWuuBA/s640/blogger-image-1570273369.jpg"></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Photo: ©Carina Hedlund</div>Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15129353969261474727noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7603656431597202848.post-91590766903941286152013-10-15T14:01:00.001+02:002013-10-15T14:01:09.796+02:00Nothing else comparesI have found that there is a sole moment in time where I am completely at peace. You would think that it would be on stage... Close. There is a moment when you get off stage, when you have given in to all those feelings you want to portray and are completely exhausted. That moment when you take that first breath and think; "I nailed it." and look around the room to see all these faces smiling at you, knowing that what you just did there is exactly what you were made to do.<br />
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Life in itself causes so many distractions, so many roads and hiccups to chose from or get tossed into and it is so hard to find a way were you feel completely right.<br />
There are so many things you have to do before you get to that moment, if you ever get to that moment.<br />
"But I already know what I want to do. I have known this all along." Well it doesn't work that way, does it?<br />
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Music makes me tick, it makes me burn and vibrate and it allows me to feel all these things I have to feel, all these things I want to feel. It provides a safety that is unbeatable. It is my way to speak.<br />
This is why so much of my time is put into the lyrics, they have to fit and make me feel something so that when I record it (live, at home, in a studio) I can feel that emotion I originally put into that song. The lyrics however, doesn't always have to make much sense. I can sit down and play something and the words come flying out and build a beautiful sentence although weird it somehow causes a reaction and people seem to understand where I am heading with it. It's funny that way.<br />
May it be happiness, sadness, anger, love or a sense of respect they all have to make me feel.<br />
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I am a perfectionist, not at all in life, everything around me can be messy, but in music I am a perfectionist at heart. It's both good and bad, I can put a song away for several months or years because it doesn't make me tick, it doesn't cause me to feel and later just play it once and find what was wrong, make it better. I can't release or perform something I'm not proud of just because I have to. If I am not sure of the song I'll skip it in a heartbeat.<br />
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I may sound pretentious but it's true.<br />
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The thing I am trying to say is that no matter what artist or band or song as long as it makes me feel something I can indulge myself in that song for hours.<br />
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EmEmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15129353969261474727noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7603656431597202848.post-83359631210290182082013-10-09T15:05:00.000+02:002013-10-09T15:06:42.368+02:00PeaceThere is a story out about a nominee for the Nobel Peace Prize.<br />
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I believe that peace equals freedom and acceptance. Freedom to be who you are, love who you want and believe what you want without anyone else telling you that you are less of a being.</div>
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Everyone has a past, everyone has done something they are not proud of and yet to pride yourself in being a leader of a country that dictates whether or not you are worthy of the same rights as anyone else depending on who you love...<br />
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It is also a direct violation of the human rights.</div>
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A person that can't see beyond their own hatred and loathing to find an understanding and acceptance shall never be my advocate for peace, no matter the actions they may have taken in other situations.</div>
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Until there are hard, cold facts that people of a certain sex, a different sexuality, origin, skin color or religion are ALL in their own "category" somehow going to end the world (as some people actually say they will) by existing, or are hurtful to others in a way that is damaging I will continue to believe that whatever heinous acts are committed around the globe are actually committed by individuals.<br />
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And as we look upon it differently...<br />
A person chose to enslave others, several people did, a person chose to persecute jews and a person chose to ban "homosexual propaganda" and decided that being LGBT makes you unfit to parent a child. A person chose to decide that being LGBT makes you so much less of a being that you have to die.</div>
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I do not want to believe in hatred, I do not want to practice it, I want it erased. It can't be done, I know that, and I sometimes feel myself so consumed by this mistrust that I am angry with myself for letting people get to me. I can't stay quiet and that is my burden, my flaw.</div>
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It does not matter how old you are in your decision making, it matters how smart you are, how openminded and accepting you are. In order to build a functioning society and world that doesn't feel the need to claim others in their own misguided hatred.<br />
I could never want a person dead simply for being who they are when who they are has done nothing wrong, nothing to deserve other people's hatred and cruelty.</div>
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Believe that you are strong enough to be who you are and I will be right there beside you, fighting for what is rightfully yours.</div>
Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15129353969261474727noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7603656431597202848.post-43630412660816017312013-09-30T12:20:00.001+02:002013-10-01T11:20:43.038+02:00StudioSo I am now finished with phase 1 of my recording along with Mats Lindfors. <div>The songs sound better than I could have imagined and the flow throughout it all is perfect!</div><div><br></div><div>We tried a little different way of recording this time, which was greatly appreciated!</div><div><br></div><div>I'm excited to hear the first recordings and also to head back into the studio in three weeks to finish.</div><div><br></div><div>I am also planning to put up a video of some of the clips from this weekend on my youtube channel EmmaLarsenOfficial, you are welcome to check it out and I will be letting you know as soon as it's up!</div><div><br></div><div>Fabian on the photo below at the end of day three!</div><div><br></div><div>Love,</div><div>Em<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy9KJ_oa4BXOd8h60jKlsAVgoUUhtorT8qJ-cmzZKl5eh_H2h9OCFmcIPlLG1nklIqI36N19QTQoc8CMgdW5kRM7rvg8hqd-AgNb0AkC_UOHHo3sFlNZ4CiRstle4GP_uareM4_0H7ryQ/s640/blogger-image--564698234.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy9KJ_oa4BXOd8h60jKlsAVgoUUhtorT8qJ-cmzZKl5eh_H2h9OCFmcIPlLG1nklIqI36N19QTQoc8CMgdW5kRM7rvg8hqd-AgNb0AkC_UOHHo3sFlNZ4CiRstle4GP_uareM4_0H7ryQ/s640/blogger-image--564698234.jpg"></a></div><br></div></div>Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15129353969261474727noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7603656431597202848.post-12899453423330051902013-09-26T23:53:00.000+02:002013-09-26T23:57:14.647+02:00A good day"Today was a good day".<br />
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What if every day was a good day? What if I every day got to wake up and find myself knowing that today.... Today I'll be doing what I love. What I, in my outmost worst days, do best.</div>
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There is a sense. A sense when the music is flowing through you and all you can feel is powerful, endless, immortal.</div>
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That's the thing about music. It picks you up when you're weak, it takes you down when you've gone too far. It doesn't judge or despise. Music just is and will forever be.</div>
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It is there to be molded by your hands, explored and fulfilled.</div>
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This is what I love about music.<br />
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Music, too me, is all about emotion. Whatever emotion it is still all about emotion. From lyrics to melodies to a beat it has to make you feel something. That is why I can honestly say that I do love all kinds of music as long as it makes me feel... Something.<br />
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Here is a photo from before my gig at Underbara Bar yesterday on September 25th, courtesy of one Fonzi Bolin, enjoy!<br />
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Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15129353969261474727noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7603656431597202848.post-44830360041671909022013-09-25T18:23:00.001+02:002013-09-25T18:46:21.668+02:00Almost thereI believe it was Harriet Martineau (I have it scribbled down in one of my books) who said that "we do not believe in immortality because we can prove it, but we try to prove it because we cannot help believing it."<div><div><br></div><div>To the last breath I will believe it, I think. That is just who I am no matter how much I try to change it.</div><div><br></div><div>It's almost gametime and I'm on a bus and on my way home to get ready.</div><div>These moments of silence and focus are probably the worst and the best moments every time. It's like I can hear my heart beat and my headphones are in but there's no music.</div><div>The distant chatter in the background makes for a perfect setting for me and my thoughts.</div><div>I am all I am and what I choose to do with that makes all the difference.</div><div>Some people damn their nerves in moments like these, I welcome them. Should I ever become overconfident in what I do then I shall resign because I have failed my purpose, my heart and my passion. It will no longer be worth it.</div><div><br></div></div><div>It's almost October and summer ended abruptly somehow, or maybe I wasn't really aware it was coming to an end. I should have, it's September.</div><div><br></div><div>The heart beats faster and faster and my mind starts spinning. The last few nights I've barely slept as I imagine the night play by play.</div><div>What will I say?</div><div>How do I act?</div><div>How will we do?</div><div>And I know that as soon I get there the excitement will overcome any kind of fear as I know and feel that in a few short hours I will stand there, once again, and be able to do what I utterly, tirelessly, undyingly love. And I am complete.</div><div>This is how I cope, this is how I live and breathe, this is how I love.</div><div><br></div><div>//Em</div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaRYZaAwEKZROtn3C33TmD-NedQSr_dTOhUlonl8gW-lvcVoa082muVvmjSTRocO6njsdv-zcEdVtxjnt7vl2Hdre0oU4zvRXj-JJyNLbhn_VAKFDckqPX0veYHk8ntAOCwpJGr4vf6oI/s640/blogger-image-1044133360.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaRYZaAwEKZROtn3C33TmD-NedQSr_dTOhUlonl8gW-lvcVoa082muVvmjSTRocO6njsdv-zcEdVtxjnt7vl2Hdre0oU4zvRXj-JJyNLbhn_VAKFDckqPX0veYHk8ntAOCwpJGr4vf6oI/s640/blogger-image-1044133360.jpg"></a></div>Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15129353969261474727noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7603656431597202848.post-52425577539631857912013-09-19T14:02:00.001+02:002013-09-19T14:05:22.744+02:00PhilosophyIf a tree falls in the forest and no one is there, does it still make a sound?<div>Blue is blue to me but is it the same color that you see?</div><div>No, seriously.</div><div><br></div><div>People ask me why I do everything in English. Blog, songs, website, my books...</div><div>Other than the fact that doing everything in English means that more people can read and understand it I do try to find the words in Swedish but every time I think about something that I want to write or imagine it's in English.</div><div>My thoughts are mostly in English.</div><div>I don't know when or how it happened but my conclusion is that it just sounds better. It's easier to get things across and to dwell on things (as we all do).</div><div>I sometimes remember conversations I've had in English even though they weren't.</div><div><br></div><div>Anyhow, I must say that in my head my pronunciation is extremely good! I'll work on the real deal though;)</div><div><br></div><div>Love,</div><div>Em</div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOdNwWl-CPAXtH2gsJ96IY6w1vRf1XFlSXQzhV_rUFHZDYnNOzH6MArmCTnpNWGSU-PfdtxDuTA7lalqr9iY6pX8wYa9IKEHwKz5vPQQq4yv8TyHXxdKP-Z3EP7B_88XN2U4HwsvCuTvU/s640/blogger-image--1885513812.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOdNwWl-CPAXtH2gsJ96IY6w1vRf1XFlSXQzhV_rUFHZDYnNOzH6MArmCTnpNWGSU-PfdtxDuTA7lalqr9iY6pX8wYa9IKEHwKz5vPQQq4yv8TyHXxdKP-Z3EP7B_88XN2U4HwsvCuTvU/s640/blogger-image--1885513812.jpg"></a></div>Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15129353969261474727noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7603656431597202848.post-58154568885194857022013-09-15T16:56:00.001+02:002013-09-15T18:58:03.623+02:00Don't dream it's overIngen kan leva ditt liv så bra som du. Låt ingen diktera hur du bör leva, vem du bör vara eller vad du bör tycka om det inte gör dig lycklig.<div>I slutändan är det du, och endast du, som ska stå för konsekvenserna.</div><div>A life well lived makes for no regrets at the end.</div><div>Våga vara stark!</div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfSm6Y5RjLzHS-WYOh6vXn5H8C1E2r32-ZtAK-QU5Ahx9AFVWTvM-eYp3HoE19A9uidrYHR5qISbBq4fMdIQOsukLOd9WnVdz2AsHvsoj788QKZGe2hGckRC0_5a1JeiLRRsoza76FAYc/s640/blogger-image-1076974373.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfSm6Y5RjLzHS-WYOh6vXn5H8C1E2r32-ZtAK-QU5Ahx9AFVWTvM-eYp3HoE19A9uidrYHR5qISbBq4fMdIQOsukLOd9WnVdz2AsHvsoj788QKZGe2hGckRC0_5a1JeiLRRsoza76FAYc/s640/blogger-image-1076974373.jpg"></a></div>Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15129353969261474727noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7603656431597202848.post-52020673221990143012013-09-12T21:48:00.001+02:002013-09-12T21:48:14.911+02:00EPThe EP Volume I has been out for a while and I have gotten a lot of great response! Now I'm planning for the next one which I'll begin to record now in September and have a great feeling about it.<div>It's a work in progress which is fun because right now I have an idea about what I want but it could turn out completely different.</div><div><br></div><div>Anyhow, awaiting the next EP, check out Volume I, you can find links to it on my website www.emmalarsen.com</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipvrxMZ75sv_5eS4RilqV98LIoQs-6Al5c5pD3vkWNnm2zOepidtN2Cq4rlrKS20dlNRgdki2Ph4HR3D7ez7ghTQIMgVsVM2AK-HGcwnHiN4rSB7ugQ4RUqM3i-BwT55_IlLD64ze6Uus/s640/blogger-image-1908081006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipvrxMZ75sv_5eS4RilqV98LIoQs-6Al5c5pD3vkWNnm2zOepidtN2Cq4rlrKS20dlNRgdki2Ph4HR3D7ez7ghTQIMgVsVM2AK-HGcwnHiN4rSB7ugQ4RUqM3i-BwT55_IlLD64ze6Uus/s640/blogger-image-1908081006.jpg"></a></div><br></div>Emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15129353969261474727noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7603656431597202848.post-72084408906503076652013-09-07T20:46:00.000+02:002013-09-07T20:57:55.007+02:00Turn it up<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">While the past few years have been fun and full of excitement what with having multiple gigs at Fotografiska during Christmas last year, having to have played at the opening ceremony of the Child Cancer Foundation's photo exhibition as well as having to be able to record and release my first solo EP!</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">I have now made up my mind to continue on with this new project I am working on called "Project Million" and I hope that you will all be able to take this journey with me.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: transparent;">Check out the links to my EP on <span style="line-height: 17px;">Spotify, Itunes, Amazon and WiMP on my website:</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Until next time!</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Love,</span></div>
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