Q: Why do I do this, the music-thing?
A: Because it comes. Like last saturday when I woke up at 5:30. Why? However new-age as it may sound: because there was a song in the air.

A: And a few other things: the nerve-wrecking hours of waiting anticipation when you can´t eat and feel like you throat will never utter or even stutter another clear tone and the complete shock of the contradictions of your own calm and the energy between you and the band that occurs the second you get on that stage. The way you make a mistake, but it´s not a mistake it´s a better thing. Or the way you suddenly understand the tune much better and the whole band just lifts into this magnificent crescendo with a whole new pursasion. The complete silence, the fact that you can actually make a room full of strangers sit completly still for an hour! And then there are the things people say to you after the concert, the compliments and hugging that usually freaks me a bit out and makes me launch directly into the question: "What? But why? What was it you actually liked?" Which freaks people out a bit.. But, I was quite good today. I did me buddhist thank you and lifted a few people into the air - literally. One of tonights little peps will stay w/me though: Per Fronth:

"Isn´t it amzing how you have a channel to get your feelings out?"
"Yes. Ja..?" (He´s very drunk and not as interesting as he should be, is he?)
"But there´s a difference between you and most. You have a channel that others appreciate so much that they come to listen. That´s a small but very large differnce"

Per later suggested I might go and play for the local footballteam to motivate them, so I don´t know if I want to consider him my mentor and mount of all wisdom, but I think that little converastion with that skinny, pale, drunken, important man will stick with me quite a while. I´m lucky and I think I have my parents to thank (cliche - sorry). They´re ones that initially backed me up, and that´s what happens: people back you up and you go further.

Thank you all for coming.