This composition consists of six techno tracks and three sonnets. I created it during September 2025 in Sweden. The title Details can be interpreted in several ways.
For me, the piece offers a detailed look at how I perceive minimal techno. The title also reflects a period when I was reconsidering my life and choices. At the same time, I was discussing mystical experiences and admitting my fear of the details in which the devil might hide. It also refers to Detaljerna (The Details) by Swedish writer Ia Genberg—one of the first books I read in Swedish, which left a strong impression on me. Or at least the parts I could understand with my limited Swedish.
I still haven’t seen Sleepless in Seattle, since it isn’t available on SVT Play, though I discussed it in a language café while dealing with a wisdom toothache. I’m not sure how to live a happy life, but I rarely skip Comfortably Numb. I find Einstein’s statement that “God does not play dice with the universe” a little suspicious.
This work is dedicated to Nina, who follows my life with a keen eye for detail.
LYRICS
display window
my friend said he’s not afraid of a devil
the devil is in the details – that’s what I’ve read
all the details safely saved in my head
Swedish vocabulary the phrases from B1 level
windows 96 & the faces in the display window
it’s so easy to lose my head and I can bet
that there was a piece of devil in every person I have met
maybe horns tail or pitchfork as he tiptoes
when I was a child they said I was too clever
that my eyes could catch every single detail
that I was a wizard who would go places
nowadays I’m kinda no one nowhere whatever
sometimes I feel like my brain is gonna derail
I’m scared of the details in other people’s faces
surgeon
rushing hi-hats, one can’t match the BPM
the faces on the photograph take it easy
try to breathe, do yoga, do not be so busy
you’re a monster hidden in the energy drink can
fortune teller sees through you, so easy
heart attack in thirty-six, your death rattle
instead of being sleepless in Seattle
you should be a little dizzy in Tbilisi
in a world of cats you’re a dog on a leash
angels are falling, feel free to make a wish
God does not play dice with the universe
he’s just a crippled surgeon without a nurse
time’s money, money’s just the sound of swish
busy angels? try to reach out our rich goldfish
wisdom
there’s wisdom in my teeth and it hurts
so painful to be wise skating on thin ice
how to live a happy life? let’s test on mice
or maybe ask the Virgin Mary of Lourdes
that stupidity in my brain hurts as hell
painful to be dumb snare clap and bass drum
play Pink Floyd but skip Comfortably Numb
burn some witches or throw them down the well
sold my driving license to the snake from Eden
packed my things and moved to Sweden
the prophecy fulfilled the apple eaten
please don’t ask who wrote this, when and why
obviously it was generated by AI
artificial art is not about to make you cry