Arriving in Los Angeles, finally, after spent a month by a lake:):) The first thing I did was to go to the ocean. I stayed in a small hotel in Santa Monica that my friend and co-writer Billy Steinberg recommended. Billy lended me a guitar for my stay, and I spent hours and hours inside my room writing. I took long walks on the beach every day, and down there, by the pier and along the beach towards Topanga I started the lyrics for Rainbows End in my mind, without knowing it would become that song. The mix of fancy cars, bikes and rollerbladers, kids playing and dogs running, and homeless sleeping.
As usual in this world the balance is off track. The Super rich and the super poor, the good ones and the real bad guys, The happy dudes and the mellow ones and the ones full of themselves where others are hungry. The duality on this planet rules. Finding balance in a shaky outside world we need to find peace within. So much right and so much wrong. " At The Rainbows End" became a kind of melancholic song...where " It don´t matter what I do anyway" shows some kind of hopelessness towards life and our expectations (mine in this case.):):). That´s what I felt back then, and now I have been trying to crawl out of that whole.
Inner and outer peace....that´s the key ... LA showed me it´s best sides. Billy took me for a showcase and there I met my gaaaaaarlfriend and her husband. They have become close and important people in my life. Time flew and before I had to get back to Sweden, they organized a lovely dinner for me, where Paul Buckmaster, the one and only, made some super fab Italian food for us. A night to remember, REAL luxury= Good friends, great food and inspiring conversation. LA all I can say is...I´ll B back
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