I am the Tuesday boy. Born on a Tuesday, reborn on a Tuesday. Thus, twice graced was I, twice unlucked. We chose to set Friday the 13th as the release date for this album, since there were no Tuesdays available. However, in the Greek world, it’s actually Tuesday the 13th (the day of the Fall of Constantinople) that is considered …
Hate Not
New Year’s Eve 2013. Midnight. Looking back, I can still see me and Johanna shouting out our goodbyes to the old year across the dark fields with a “Good riddance” and hoping for a better year to come. “It can hardly be worse than the this one.” Less than two weeks later, I am that pile on the kitchen floor, …
The Long Game
It takes three months before I finally fall apart. I have been up on nine a few times, cried a few times, but always managed to hold it together and stay calm and focused on getting through this. If life has taught me anything about myself, it is that I rise to the occasion and thrive on challenges. I can …
The Love & Gratitude
PAIN OF SALVATION: Johanna Iggsten and Sóley Ástudóttir. Sandrian, Nimh, Morris, Asta, Petur and Rebekka. You have pulled a lot of weight this last year, and made this album possible. Respect. Leif Jensen at Century Media, Thomas Waber at InsideOut Music, Rob Pal-men at Glassville Music, Per Jonsson at Warner Chappell. The amazing Lars Ar-darve, Jørn-Arild Grefsrud, Peter Kvint, Daniel …
Notes from The Void
The fallen angels in the song ANGELS OF BROKEN THINGS are referring to the general anaesthetics (mainly Propofol) used for putting me under every second day. This was a process that took a heavy toll on both my mental and physical strength during the months in hospital, but also a procedure that became a well-known routine, and that provided me …
The Concept
For four long months in the first half of 2014, I was hospitalized. I walked in through the first snow, and when I left it was almost summer. During those weird months, I had a hole in my back deep enough to expose my spine. I spent all my time on either my left side or my right side, and …
The Photos
In the summer of 2016, I find myself back in my old hospital ward, in the very room where I spent so many days and nights. The yellow room where time never seemed to pass at regular speed. Lars Ardarve and I were both eager to work closely together with the photos for this album, and we bounced ideas back …