The power of music

A stress coach visited us at work yesterday for a “stress workshop”. The idea was to teach us how to get more out of life, cause if you’re happy, you don’t get stressed or burnt out as easily. The more I listened to him, the more I realized that… I’ve got all that stuff down already.

He said that people get so focused on the wrong things (=work, work, work with something that doesn’t fulfill them), that they forget what they truly love or want out of life. That in turn creates resentment and bitterness and next thing you know, you worry yourself sick, literally.

Music is my salvation and it always has been. There is a “soundtrack” for every mood or situation in life. The first time I ever felt jealousy for instance – I must have been maybe nine of ten, I sat in my room feeling sorry for myself, listening to John Lennon’s Jealous Guy” over and over again. There was a lot of boo-hooing, sobbing and fuck the world-ing. But I felt a LOT better after I got it all out. Complete cleansing of the soul. Perfect. That’s the way music works, better than any shrink.

Determination needs Judas Priest’s You’ve Got Another Thing Comin’“.
Anger calls for Manowar’sKill With Power” (die! die! oh, yeah).
Love makes me want to listen to anything by Whitesnake, cause listening to the sexiest voice in the business makes you walk on little pink fluffy clouds! I still laugh at the story told by a male friend of mine who said that when he needed a little bit of help to,,,uh, score, he would put on some Whitesnake and it always got the girl in the mood. Nice trick, and from what I heard, it worked pretty well too. :)

Music is everything.

I’ve been planning my own summer festival tour for months and even just planning it gets me in a good mood. Some people laugh and call me crazy. But the only reason why anyone would think of it as crazy, is because it’s not a norm, it’s not a standard to do what you REALLY want to do.
So what if I see the same band half a dozen times? It’s about taking the chance to experience a good show as much as you can, because you don’t know when you’ll get the opportunity next time.

Too many people are afraid of what others are gonna think. They restrain from doing things they would like to do, and put up boundries that aren’t really there. Because the truth is – you can do pretty much anything you want to do. Just do it.
I don’t care what people think – this is my life and I’m the only one who can decide what’s right for me and makes me happy.

Life is limited. We don’t live forever, eventhough things might feel limitless sometimes. Thinking too far ahead, forgetting about the NOW means that you will let your whole life pass you by while you’re waiting for your dreams to come true “someday“. There IS no “someday”. This is your moment, your chance. This is what you’ve got. Go out there and get what you want out of life.

As Janis Joplin already established back in 1967 – tomorrow never happens – it’s all the same fuckin’ day, man. You’ve gotta call that life. Four months later, she was gone.

As biased as I may sound sometimes, it all really comes down to one thing – music is my greatest love in life and I want to live that life as much as I can. It wasn’t my destiny make it as a singer and travel the world singing for big crowds. I decided to accept that instead of chasing a dream that woudn’t come true. Now, I’m travelling all over the world to see those who ARE privileged to play for a living. The chosen few. And I get my kicks that way, I’m loving every second of it!

[It wasn’t in the stars for me to “make it”, but people generally like my version of this old Savatage-classic. The sweet, kind comments puts a big smile on my face! :-D]

I know that I will be tired, hungry, thirsty, pissed off at all the drunk jerks, the assholes, I will be crushed against the barricades and get bruises all over, my feet will hurt from all the standing and walking, I will be freezing my butt off during chilly nights at the summer festivals, or get burned in the sun during the day.

And I’m sure I’ll get a bucket of ice-cold water in my face when Ozzy does his thing, or get hosed down with foam or whatever the hell it is (is it only me who has my mind in the gutter, but doesn’t it look like people are basically covered in… uhm…a kind of “bodily fluid”…??).
And it’s ALL going to be so worth it, because when the music starts playing, you don’t care about anyting else than THAT moment. It’s pure magic.

I was talking to a friend the other day, who isn’t into the whole music-thing, and I told her how I thought people were stupid for getting themselves piss-drunk at festivals that the had paid big bucks for, and then they end up passing out somewhere, missing the whole thing!

She looked sceptical and asked: “Haven’t you ever had as much as a glass of wine before a concert…? You know, just to party a little, have fun?”

I told her, truthfully, that there is no drug in the world that can make me feel as “high” as a good song, a good performer, a good concert – or all of the above. So, that glass of wine would just be a waste of time and money. I don’t need it.

So, going back to that stress-coach I mentioned before… He kept talking about people wasting their lives doing things they didn’t like to do. He wanted everyone who felt that they didn’t get what they wanted out of life, to make a 5-year plan of what they wanted their lives to be like.

What was their idea of a perfect life – the GOOD life? It’s different for everybody.

I didn’t need to think about it. And I’m doing it right now. I’m living it.

I will have visited 8 countries in 3 months this summer.
I will have seen Ozzy 6 times.
Judas Priest 4 times.
Whitesnake 3 times.
Firewind 3 times.

And a BUNCH of other bands that I love! Mr Big Megadeth, Styx, Skin, it will be better than Christmas! :-))

Call me crazy, but at least I am a very happy “crazy” person. :-) I can live with that. :)

This is part of my summer:

THE METAL GODS JUDAS PRIEST:
SwedenRock 2008, I’m rocking 3:02! ;)

THE GREEK GREAT GUS-ITARIST GUS G:
First gig I went to this year and look where it got me! It’s all Gus’ fault. :)

 

THE SEXIEST VOICE IN ROCK DAVID COVERDALE WHITESNAKE

Singing the sexiest song ever, phew…! ;P Get the new album Forevermore!

Doro rocked Malmö!

Went to see Doro. She was playing pretty early for a rock show on a Saturday night, so the place wasn’t packed when I first walked in. But more and more people kept coming and by the time Doro hit the stage, there was a decent crowd at KB.

I saw a familiar face at the merch stand. Christoph – I got to know him during the Jon Oliva’s Pain tours, then I met him a few times when he was out with W.A.S.P. Now he’s out with Doro and his next tour will be with Arch Enemy. Was glad to see him. He immediately laughed when he saw me and went: “I KNEW you would be here! I had a feeling you would!”

It was nice seeing him and get a short update on what he’s been up to lately. As I was talking to Christoph, another familiar face walked in. Sara, from the band Come Alive, she was one out of two female metal singers in town back in the day (the other one was me..).
Check out the video she made way back in the day (couldn’t be embedded so you’ll have to click your way there: http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=394175707033 )

She came to KB on her own to see Doro, cause much like my friends, she couldn’t get her pals to join her either. But we have both been very inspired by metal queens such as Doro, you can’t miss the lady once she’s in town. And still going strong.

What can I say about Doro… What a POWER PACK! The lady is so full of energy, I get exhausted only thinking about it. She doesn’t stand still for one second – and I’m not kidding, it was impossible trying to take pics of her, every single one is a motion blur of her hair cause she’s headbangning non-stop! :) Same thing when I tried to film her. Just when I thought I had a good zoom-in, off she goes.

Her voice is so powerful, Doro DELIVERS!! It also strikes me how true she is to what she does, she is pure metal, no bullshit, no fake, she is a rock chick to the core. And the crowd loves her. No, they adore her. The guys in the front were almost climbing on eachother trying to get closer to the rock goddess on stage.

They wouldn’t let her leave! After “All We Are”, you’d think that was it. Evening over. But no – people kept making noise  and she started taking requests. Whatever people wanted to hear, she sang it. Amazing band, amazing lady. Great show. Talk about inspiring. She is in fantastic shape in every way – physically, vocally…. And she truly loves metal and her fans. We love her right back!

[Doro live on stage – about an hour ago… :)]

When BRUCE DICKINSON spills his coffe…..

Donington – the classic metal festival that was THE festival back in the 80’s… It was an absolutely crazy festival for me personally, where it would have been easier to just have a camera crew to follow me around to get all the details. In some way I guess I did…. But that is a different story. :-)

This is only one of many stories from the Donington festival 1992. There will be more – and there will definitely be more clips from the interview with Bruce Dickinson. Right now I won’t have time to upload more because Doro is playing tonight, but I’ll be back with the rest of the Iron Maiden-story.

THIS interview with Bruce Dickinson has a pretty unusual story behind it. I didn’t get it “the usual” way. Far from it.

The day before the actual festival, I was at Donington and the backstage area. There was lots of stuff going on, interviews, press conferences, preparations of all kinds… I went to the big catering tent to see if there was anything good to eat, cause I was starving.

A bunch of people in there as usual, and somehow in that crowd, cause we were all looking at the table, someone accidentally bumped into me and spilled his coffe (or maybe very black tea) all over me. What the…?! My first reaction was exactly that. “What the f…. you stoooopid……” – something along those lines.

I looked up, and at first, all I could see was somebody with a cap whose face I couldn’t see cause he was looking down trying to make sure I wouldn’t get more of that coffee on my shoes or something.

He apologized very politely and when he looked up again, I saw who it was. It was Bruce Dickinson.
Talk about LUCK, just the person I had been looking for! :)

I had been trying to get an interview with Iron Maiden for my radio station, but Maiden’s schedule was so tight that we DID get one for the TV-show we were also doing at the time, RockShow, but not for the radio.

So I figured, what the hell, it couldn’t hurt to at least ASK. Bruce was most cooperative and said he wasn’t doing anything in particular in THAT moment or the coming few, so if we could find somewhere to do the interview, he would be happy to do it. Maybe he felt he “owed” me that for having marinated my t-shirt in black coffee.

We found one, a small room in the back, right next to the production office or something, and I had to do this VERY improvised interview. I’m just glad that I had my recorder with me that day!

Bruce was very nice, then again, he usually is. This short clip is from the radio (Radio MCB which we changed the name of during the summer months, and called “Sommarpuls” as in “Summer Pulse”). And like I said, there will be more from that interview.

Next time I’ll also tell you the story of the Cameraman from Hell who went to Donington with me to do the Iron Maiden interview the day after this. So check back for that. :)

[Bruce Dickinson, from a small barrack backstage Donington 1992 after he had spilled coffee over me. One of those more rare, spontaneous interviews :-)]


 

…but nobody’s got anything to say

I was watching this very interesting interview with Sir Bob Geldof last week – and  found it online, so I thought I would share. I hope others will find this worth watching too.

It’s taken from Swedish television, so just wait about 50 seconds for the host to finish presenting the clip in Swedish, and you’ll get to the actual interview. :)

I admire Bob Geldof for his fire, for his fearless way of sticking out his nose and speaking his mind, for being a man of action – for so many things.
Total respect and admiration, I wish there were more of them out there.

I don’t have much more to add, he says it better than anyone, so listen to what he’s got to say and feel free  to contemplate. :)

Ozzy is still alive

Words seen on Twitter last night: R.I.P Ozzy Osbourne…

I started shaking when I saw that. I could litterally feel the cut to my heart, the shock that felt like it slapped me in the face!

You should never believe shit you read on the internet without questioning it, but even if it hadn’t been true – this time – just seeing the words was horrifying.

It couldn’t be true, but what it if was? When Gary Moore passed recently, I couldn’t believe it either.
First there was only one source sharing the news and I chose to believe that it was just some sort of sick hoax. But it didn’t take long before it was confirmed from other, more trustworthy sources and it dawned on us all that yet another one of our heroes had left us.

This is what’s happening now, and we will see more of it in the years to come.
Our idols, who are like family to those of us who grew up with their music, are leaving this earth one by one. They get older, die of illness, accidents or age.
Ozzy, with his 62 years of age and anything but healthy background, would definitely be one of those who ought to be at risk.

The anxiety that I felt during the thirty minutes that I spent checking Twitter and other sources for possible more info…was ridiculous. I had to get peace of mind, find out for sure what was true and what wasn’t.

Thank god Sharon Osbourne had something to share on Twitter during that time, that had NOTHING to do with the macabre “news”. I could finally relax.

But I was still sick to my stomach. I felt physically upset for the rest of the evening and ended up going to bed early.

Minutes after Sharon’s Twitter-message, I heard back from the person who had gone out with the macabre “news”:

– HAHA! April fools!!

What – the………
I was so PISSED OFF…!!! I have never been angry with this person before, ever. Never thought I’d even have a reason to, but I was so mad that I couldn’t even talk.
If I could have hit something or someone in that very moment….
What the F****!!!!!???

What the hell is wrong with people?! That is just so fucking retarded! Not funny by any means, in any way, for any reason. I had to leave the computer for a few just to try to calm down, cause I was so upset.

Nowadays I realize how precious those “last moments” are with our heroes.
Didn’t we all think that Dio – the Man on the Silver Mountain, the King of Rock’n’Roll, would live forever? Don’t they all feel immortal?

I cried all day when I heard the news that he lost his battle against cancer.I will always remember when I heard it, where I was and how I felt that day. It was such a shock.

I almost started crying on the train the other day when “The Last in Line” started playing in my iPod. We will never hear Ronnie sing for us live again.
The only thing that’s left of him is his legacy, the songs he gave us.
It just breaks my heart. 

[Me and Ronnie, Malmo, Radisson Hotel, late 90’s]

The worst thing I can imagine, would be seeing the words “R.I.P Rob Halford” on Twitter, at any time. I can’t even get into it. It’s just so strange how these people are a huge part of your life and your whole identity in a way.

It’s not easy realizing that they are not immortal, they will all die in the coming 20, 30 years…
Remember how fast 20 years passed…? It was only 20 years ago that Skid Row released “Slave To The Grind” for instance. I still remember that very clearly.

My point is that eventhough we feel that the legends will go on for all time and eternity – they won’t. This is a time we should treasure and not take for granted.

People are shaking their heads when i say how many shows and festivals I will be going to this summer. But when Judas Priest announced this tour as their “Epitath“-tour (whether or not it’s true…) I didn’t want to miss a minute of it.

And Ozzy is Ozzy. Period.

I love these people and their music, it pisses me off when I see tasteless jokes, I’m still mad, what the f***, I don’t even see the funny part in that “April fools”-crap from yesterday.

Or maybe I’m just too sensitive..??