Today, I said to myself,…today I am gonna post a wondeful song, a song that is sad and happy; hopeful but bittersweet. A song that makes you fly, a voice that will pierce your soul, knock you down but then take you over the clouds. There was only one answer. Ane Brun. ahhh…
She came to [Chicago] Schubas on November 1st, 2008, the day before my birthday. I couldn’t go. Why Lord!!! Whaaayyyyy!!! Ahhh…Ane Brun… There have been times I could breath only via Ane Brun during 2008 spring. She is a kind of oxygen when you can’t breath. She is too, too…too much Scandinavian.
“To Let Myself Go”…live. This is how she performs live. Unbeliavable. I love you Ane Brun. I love you more than I love high pulp tropicana orange juice. No one can imagine how a huge love that makes. This girl… is killing me. This song is played a 44 times on my iTunes, the highest ranking.
Ane Brun, marry me. Please.
