tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-277202152007-11-03T00:53:20.327+01:00Emil BrikhaBlogger118125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27720215.post-82234723805874474502007-10-01T07:17:00.000+01:002007-10-01T07:20:01.665+01:00

This week has been quite amazing. Me and the rest of the staff at hotel have been working our asses off, trying to get the place ready for the grand opening today. Last night I didn’t even get any sleep because I was so excited. I don’t think I’ve ever been this excited about a job and I’m afraid to loose that spark… I hope I never do. I guess in some ways it’s inevitable that at some point it

Emil Brikhatag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27720215.post-2571495533736414142007-09-07T10:30:00.000+01:002007-09-07T10:32:34.901+01:00

It was such a pleasure waking up in my apartment today. I was surrounded by plants, pictures, frames, fabrics, wood. Everything has come into place and finally it looks like someone is living here. Before it was just, frame work but now it’s actually breathing and growing. I love it! Right now I’m on vacation, in my house apparently. I quit my job at Sheraton on September 1st and on October

Emil Brikhatag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27720215.post-1362597028039935612007-08-29T14:36:00.000+01:002007-08-29T14:38:35.976+01:00

*ring ring ring* - Emil speaking. - Hi, this is XXX XXX from XXX regarding the job. - Yes, I’ve been expecting your call. - Well, we just wanted to tell you that we won’t be hiring you. - What? Why? - Well. We feel that you are a very talented artist. - Okay? - Also we feel that you are over qualified for the job. We think you should try to make it as an artist!

Emil Brikhatag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27720215.post-41102139056840125162007-08-28T20:16:00.001+01:002007-08-28T20:17:18.723+01:00

I was sitting on the subway, consumed by my own materialistic and capitalistic thoughts about what to buy today. The train was filled with people and I had my backpack in my lap, my arms comfortably hugging the backpack and my head resting on my hands. That’s when I noticed it… hair. I started to look closely at the back of my hands (how often does one do that?) and noticed hair, thin fuzzy wuzzy

Emil Brikhatag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27720215.post-87290593419709615432007-08-17T17:38:00.000+01:002007-08-17T17:44:35.936+01:00

I just read the dumbest presentation on a dating site EVER. “My name is xxx and I like to do stuff”. Really? You like to do stuff? Like stuff, stuff? Or just stuff? What the fuck has happened to humanity, and by humanity I mean women, and by women I mean these incredibly retarded people I keep running in to. I was out on a lunch thing, very casual and short. 2 weeks later I get a letter: “

Emil Brikhatag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27720215.post-6965000057296313322007-08-02T16:24:00.000+01:002007-08-02T16:28:39.276+01:00

Let me tell you about a boy who loved the movies, but never went to the cinema because people are fucking assholes. He couldn’t stand the talking, the smacking, the phones ringing. So one day he said, ENOUGH! And it was good. Yes my friends, I have bought a projector to accompany my surround sound system. I haven’t bought a screen for it yet so I had to improvise, works like a charm! I can

Emil Brikhatag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27720215.post-2762334165526488882007-07-29T14:15:00.000+01:002007-07-29T14:21:14.024+01:00

I had my first dinner in my new kitchen yesterday. I had to take a picture. I also got in the right mood to write new lyrics for a new song, yes, rap, not spoken word. The song is my first atempt to describe my depression which has been haunting me since I was 17 years old. I'm still battling it, most of the time winning but I wanted to put it in words. Take a look, let me know what you think.

Emil Brikhatag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27720215.post-74010312528117504552007-07-20T23:46:00.000+01:002007-07-20T23:57:10.992+01:00

These past couple of days I’ve been renovating the kitchen a little bit. Yesterday I was so tired, all I did was to go see Transformers, which sucked tremendously and then I made dinner… that’s pretty much what I did. So I was feeling bad about that and complaining about it to a friend and she really put me in place. She said: - Between producing music, writing, working with photography,

Emil Brikhatag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27720215.post-55649494185050514732007-07-11T22:40:00.001+01:002007-07-11T22:45:37.749+01:00

A friend of mine recently said to me: ”Emil, your blog seams to think it’s still in Geneva”. I guess that was her subtle way of saying: “Update your fricking website!” Said, and done. Since I came back from Geneva I have been shopping like a maniac for things to my apartment. Plants, pots, curtains, shower heads and I’m desperately trying to find mosaic tiles for my kitchen. Maria, my dear

Emil Brikhatag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27720215.post-1392109663258106462007-06-21T11:50:00.001+01:002007-06-21T12:04:14.251+01:00

So, it’s my third day in Geneva and I’m loving it here. I arrived on Tuesday afternoon and since then I’ve slept a lot, taken many pictures and gone sightseeing. The city is beautiful and the people are even more beautiful. I always had the image of Switzerland being very blond and white. Geneva is a melting pot of diversity. Also, it’s not segregated the way cities usually are. The blacks,

Emil Brikhatag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27720215.post-48318247625720829272007-06-16T16:52:00.000+01:002007-06-16T17:00:02.375+01:00

I’ve always been the shy type. And when a girl from my past called me up yesterday and asked if I wanted to fuck, just like that… I started to think about why I didn’t say “sure, come on over”. I started to think back on when I was growing up and hitting puberty and I was always the shy one. My friends would have something they called “the dark minute”. Which meant that you’d turn off the lights

Emil Brikhatag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27720215.post-13628845534364591952007-06-05T09:12:00.000+01:002007-06-05T09:35:02.061+01:00

Sometimes it just seems that stars and planets align around me and everything is perfect. It started this Friday when I was invited for dinner at Lebanon Meza Lounge with Skåne and her friends. We ordered in 25 meze plates and went bonkers. The food was incredible, diverse and most of the time perfectly balanced. I will never go back to that place again though. We had ordered an extra

Emil Brikhatag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27720215.post-31631977783271288382007-05-25T11:23:00.000+01:002007-05-25T11:38:31.629+01:00

Isn’t it strang how life changes us? 20 years ago I was just a restless kid, not worried about a lot of things except getting my ass kicked by my brother. School wasn’t an issue, friends wasn’t an issue. Life was just life and that was all it was. Then puberty hit. Curiosity and experimenting, trying to figure out what I liked and didn’t like. Apparently I like brunettes, not blondes. Me

Emil Brikhatag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27720215.post-32056311062511593442007-05-21T17:43:00.000+01:002007-05-21T17:44:54.349+01:00

Who would had thought it would take me 28 years to figure out the rules of love and attraction. I’ve always thought that, when it’s right… it’s right. You don’t have to play games, play hard to get or anything, you just know it when it hits you. I guess to a certain extent that’s true but there’s more to it. Everyone has a history, old scars, issues and what not. Just because I feel that I have

Emil Brikhatag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27720215.post-88627323421899104062007-05-17T21:35:00.000+01:002007-05-17T21:41:20.602+01:00

I was going through the last parts of my video material from my tour last year and I stumbled across this recording from one of my shows in Baltimore. This guy came up to me before my show and asked if he could beatbox to one of my songs... I said, why not?

Emil Brikhatag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27720215.post-78343593849480155972007-05-16T23:32:00.000+01:002007-05-16T23:33:23.098+01:00

It’s a dilemma, isn’t it? What you can and can not write because you don’t know who’s reading. I guess this is a time of secrets and planning. Meanwhile, I just got off my first 7 nights shift and it was actually not that bad. I guess the first time is always the hardest but now that I know what it feels like I think I could manage it without any trouble. As long as I drink water, eat good food

Emil Brikhatag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27720215.post-36739251701864019172007-05-10T01:02:00.000+01:002007-05-10T01:20:21.709+01:00

When I moved in to my apartment three months ago I bought pretty much everything at once. The couch, the coffe table, the bed and this desk. I put it by the window and since then it's been my trash table where I put bills and trash to be sorted out. Two days ago I was bored and curious and by then you could barely see the table because of all the things on it, so I decided to sort them out and

Emil Brikhatag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27720215.post-22024123254721809692007-04-29T00:53:00.000+01:002007-04-29T00:54:45.032+01:00

As I might have told you before I recorded a lot of video material during my US tour last year. I wanted to make a documentary out of it. So now I’m viewing all the material from the beginning to the end, right now I just arrived in Chicago. It’s so cool to have these memories videotaped and written down because you’d be surprised how much of it is forgotten. Hopefully the documentary will be

Emil Brikhatag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27720215.post-56857173893486244822007-04-19T23:24:00.000+01:002007-04-19T23:30:23.683+01:00

”For some reason I find myself really caring about what you think of me” Isn’t that just a beautiful quote? It’s so simple, yet, I would just faint if someone who I cared for said that to me. Don’t bother googling the quote; it’s from an episode of Scrubs hehe. Yesterday I had a radio interview, they had read about me in Gringo and wanted me to come and chat about my USA tour and the near

Emil Brikhatag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27720215.post-17450246221791089822007-04-15T11:02:00.000+01:002007-04-15T11:06:38.494+01:00

Who would have thought I would utter such words and actually mean it? I can’t decide if it’s because I have such a great job or if it’s because I don’t have a life that I enjoy it so much. All I know is that I look forward to coming to work everyday, especially when we have big tourist groups, which everyone else seams to hate. I love everything about it, the problem solving, the social aspect,

Emil Brikhatag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27720215.post-31047866897368804762007-04-01T21:19:00.000+01:002007-04-02T09:19:40.527+01:00

My ass, oh dear lord my ass! Today I got the brilliant idea to see if I like riding a bike. Most people would circle the block and see if the old saying is right that: “you never forget how to ride a bike”. The saying is true, but they forgot to add: “Your ass will be in so much pain if you ride your bike for 2 hours without stopping the first time”. That advise would have come handy.

Emil Brikhatag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27720215.post-45377239399137988722007-03-31T16:34:00.000+01:002007-03-31T16:38:14.379+01:00

I’m angry, frustrated and pissed off. Sometimes I even have to close my eyes and take a deep breath to remain composed, to refrain myself from punching someone’s lights out. It can be the jerk on the bus, the jerk on the street or the jerk at IKEA, I find myself being on the verge to loose it, go totally fucking bananas and kick someone’s ass. I’m happy, at peace with myself and my life.

Emil Brikhatag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27720215.post-80277479592037675592007-03-18T04:25:00.000+01:002007-03-18T04:34:35.176+01:00

I was in a hurry this evening to get to work, no more hurry then any other day but when I shut my front door I realised I forgot my keys inside. Not only that but also my keys for my locker at work, so I couldn't get my working clothes. Not only that but today I took home Baloo and seperated him from Gustav (my cats) for the first time in over 8 years. Well, not really the first time, because I

Emil Brikhatag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27720215.post-4425750634092735112007-03-12T11:46:00.000+01:002007-03-12T11:57:08.423+01:00

Today is a proud day, I finally got my recognition from Gringo. I’ve been trying for years now, telling them about my work, my music and my poetry. Last fall while I was still on tour I emailed them and told them about my travels and adventures. They decided to do a interview with me shortly after my arrival in Sweden and the article has finally been published. Hopefully this will lead to more

Emil Brikhatag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27720215.post-58836290359230712132007-03-06T02:44:00.000+01:002007-03-06T03:02:27.611+01:00

There is something really strange going on. Well, maybe not strange, maybe just human. Three unrelated people have during 24 hours commented on me regarding the opposite sex. Words like "desperate" and "sexually frustrated" echo in my head. I mean, I don't feel desperate or frustrated in that sense that I just want to go out and pick someone up. There are always people one can call for those

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