Aalesund/Langevaag (June 3,4):

It only takes some good music, good company and of course nice weather to survive a seven-hour trip from Bergen to Aalesund. Karin Park and I rented car, small but comfy, to take us to two sold out shows in my hometown area.

After a long sunny day sightseeing the fjords and the big mountains of this beautiful Western part of Norway we arrived Aalesund and Lille Løvenvoll. This small bar is maybe, if you ask me, the most lovely place to spend time with friends or alone if you like to eat good food, listen to good music and have something good to drink. Gunnar, the manager and chef, served the best wolfish I’ve tasted my entire life. Karin agreed.

Then back to my sisters flat to take a shower and dress up for tonight’s show. Half past eleven and the place were packed with people. We did well. We had to ask the audience to sit down on the floor so that everyone in the room could see the stage, and they did. It was intimate and cozy.



London (June 1, 2):

Got up early. Watched the sunset. Took the bus to the airport Bergen Flesland. Radio. Airport breakfast. Boring. Expensive. Almost forgot to go to gate. Take-off, blue sky and landing.

Stansted, London. Hank picking me up. Traffic jam. Chicken for lunch. Meeting with Patrick (Nettwerk Management). Checking in at Holiday Inn, Camden. Nice hotel. Dinner with Mike (Universal) and Patrick. Hank joining us for sparkling water and beer. Nice guys. Goodnight London.

Meeting with lawyer Kieran. Breakfast in the sun. Then off to meet Universal with my guitar and a few songs. Funny and scary at the same time. Everything went fine. Heathrow next. Business class. Budweiser. Reading Dave Grohl’s biography. Alone. Watching take-offs and landings. Sleep sleep sleep. Finally back in Bergen. Preparing next days six-hour journey by car to Aalesund. Sleep. Sweet dreams. Alarm.