Nytapetserat

Ny bakrund med höstlöv och grejer, lite nya typsnitt med andra färger och som vanligt kommer en del att sparka bakut och vilja ha tillbaka det som tidigare. Men det handlar om evolution  - allt som inte utvecklas dör och Albin vill inte dö än.

Lägger in en låt med Sisters of Mercy - "1959" - mest för att se om jag kan anpassa filmerna efter den nya bredden.



Living as an angel in the Place that I was born Living on air Living in heaven Giving the lie down, the line To the There's my heaven And I know Which way the wind blows In nineteen fifty-nine Which way the wind blows In nineteen fifty-nine And the wind blows still And the wind blows wild again For a little child can never kill this clean This way And it feels like me today Tell me Do you feel the same? Isabelle? Or do you feel like nineteen fifty-nine? ...Do you feel like nineteen fifty-nine? And the wind blows wild again And the wind blows wild In nineteen fifty-nine In fifty-nine Isabelle Do you, do you feel the same? Come with me Like a little child Like another gun Like homeless, restless, known to none, like Way beyond the line Like it never was In nineteen fifty-nine