Year: 2005
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I woke up to sunny Bergen. We packed our gear, picked up sleepy sound guy Harald and drove to the deep forests of Os. Inside snow covered hills and icy roads we were to play the Kongshaugen Festival early in the morning. One o’clock in the afternoon… We had a great time playing for a superb…
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Hi, rain is pouring down. There’s an island called Iceland where a bed is quilt and a quilt is mattress. I’m not falling asleep because my bed is a wooden floor and there are people knocking on my door. It makes me dream funny dreams. And when I wake up I am…
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