My new song ‘My Body’ is finally out. You can find it everywhere. YouTube it. Buy it on iTunes. And if you are patient about it – I am sure it will be available on-demand and to stream as well. For all I know, it’s up tomorrow… on Spotify and the likes. All I care about is that it’s out there. Available for you. That you can enjoy it on your stereo at home, in your earplugs on the buss, from your computer while studying human anatomy or whatever preferred.
I hope you like it.
About a month ago I was supposed to travel with my band to Italy to do some festivals. They got cancelled (I am sure the full story will be out there by the time The Button Moulder is out). So what I did, instead of feeling sorry for myself, I decided that I needed to make an album. Not the one that I was working on (rhetoric season two), but a brand new. Perhaps it was a sign from below. “Dude, you gotta get yourself together and have some fun. While it lasts.”
So I packed my guitar and a bag full of sketches on paper, on tape and on Voice Memos and drove to Spydeberg. 45 minutes outside of Oslo. Velvet Recordings, a state-of-the-art studio, located on such a remote place that there is not even a chance a single beer would disturb you. And I know where the key is, and the security code’s 4 digits, ’cause the people owning and running the place are such great guys to let me lock myself in… whenever.
A comment on the process is already out there on YouTube. If you read details rather then watch – this video…
Some of you might have noticed that this song is on my latest record (rhetoric season one, 2011) and yes, that is true. I had to start with something that I could handle. Turn it into my moon – to use for guidance. So that the rest of the album would be possible to imagine recorded by the scheduled deadline that I had already put down.
I have given myself a month to finish this. I commenced the recording sessions on August 8 and set the release date to be October 21. That’s a hell of lot of work to squeeze in – but the juices of such fruit is very tasty so I couldn’t resist…
I have eleven songs lined up. For you. My friends. And fans. Eleven songs that I have recorded all by myself. Day and night. Sometimes for 20 hours straight. I play everything except the obvious – the violin, that my violinist Lise takes care of. I build stone by stone. Drums. Bass. Guitars. Vocals. Sounds. Sometimes turned upside-down. And I get proud. And frustrated. And confused. And pissed-off angry. But for the most, I am very happy in this desolate environment, all by myself – but in company with what I love more than anything.
“Information is not knowledge.
Knowledge is not wisdom.
Wisdom is not truth.
Truth is not beauty.
Beauty is not love.
Love is not music.
Music is THE BEST.”
Frank Zappa, Joe’s Garage (1979)