I don't know where you are, or where this might find you, yet I thought I'd write anyway...
See, we're a bit concerned. The last time we saw anything from you on your website, where you once semi-regularly updated your tour and, more interestingly, your 'smalltalk' section where you posted such beautiful little snapshots of yourself and that which surrounded you, dates back to June 30. Your Myspace also remains, as anyone who has paid it a visit over the last few years might already be familiar with, its usual inert self (Wanna add him as a friend? Ha! Just try!). One of the last things we heard was that you had left Kortedala, left Sweden altogether in fact, and were relocating to Australia. You said you were going to Melbourne, after which you'd 'head up north'.
Now we have of course seen this before. You once exchanged your ukulele for bingo chips. Adoring fans for the elderly; change jingling in their corduroy pockets. Excited cheers no longer emitted by pretty young girls, but absorbed by wall-to-wall carpet.
But you came back, yes, you returned! That really was all that mattered at the time. Your bingo days consigned to song, you created another beautiful album. You even toured it around the world, though I never really understood why...
And yet this time feels different somehow. Perhaps you've woven such a large amount of final straws into something, a boat perhaps, and sailed away for good...
Have you finally left you fickle lover for good this time? Have you grown tired of touring and record labels, of sample clearing and tour bus toilets and fans and t-shirts and singing the same songs again and again?
Perhaps you've returned to the bingo halls, this time down under rather than, well, 'up on top'. Does carpet soften your step once more? Must you repeat loudly every word uttered?
Or have you perhaps taken up surfing, picking apples, or decorating your house?
They unfortunately have yet to reply. The story then surfaced that you were to perform at the Brooklyn Vegan CMJ Showcase as the 'Singing DJ Jens Lekman', which took place just a few days ago...
So here we are, it's October, the days have grown shorter, Halloween is but a few days away, and we still are none the wiser, or at least not much the wiser.
We can't wait to hear them.
Lots of love,
Letters have no Arms