Good manners were close to cost Rybak his life. So polite that he nearly drowned.
Alexander was very very polite already as a child. Even one time he was about to drown, he called for help by discreetly gurgling “excuse me ….excuse me”.
- How long can you sit in a deck chair before you get restless, Alexander?
- If there is not sunny, I can manage 5 hours just fine. If the sun is shining, then it won’t be more than one minute.
- For most others it is vice versa
- I have never been interested in nice weather. The worst way to wake up, is when the sun is baking through the bedroom window. No, give me rather rain!
- But is there really anything to do indoors in the summer?
- Really not? I have recently played through 20 TV games on three different consoles, seen four seasons of “Heroes”, three seasons of “Lost” and read a book about Ole Bull.
- Why Ole Bull?
- I feel related to him. He didn’t manage to enjoy the present either. – What can you enjoy then? – I’m enjoying what I have done and what I’m going to do.
-Congratulations on your new CD, “Visa vid vindens angar” ! It’s a collaboration between you and the Swedish troubadour Mats Paulson, who is 48 years older than you. Is it not insurmountable for two musicians?
- No. He is a “jentefut” (= casanova, ladies man, womanizer) just as I am. I’m actually an old man, trapped in a girl’s wet dream.
- What did you say?
- No, let me rather say it this way: I’m an old man, trapped in a seducer’s body.
- I think we change the theme: We are at Oksval pier at Nesodden, your childhood paradise. What were you like as a child?
- Polite and gentle. Even when I once nearly drowned, because of lacking swimming skills, I would not create unnecessary uproar, and called attention so discreet as possible by gurgle “excuse me …. excuse me”. Then I was saved by the head physician at Sunnaas hospital, which incidentally also was taking a swim.
- Have you always been so polite?
- Yes, and disciplined. Add also “aware” and “listening”.
- What smell do you associate most with summer?
- Scent of rabarbara. Mom makes a lot of different things with rabarbara.
- What summer has burned itself into your memory?
-The summer my dad and I were street musicians in Sweden. I was about seven years, I think. We played the violin, both of us.
- When you’re as old as your musical friend Mats Paulson, how would you like your life to be then?
- I hope it consists of just the right amount of excitement, just right amount of safety and that I live with a woman who loves both my weaknesses and strengths.
Some quick questions in the deckchair:
- What is the taste of summer?
- To get salt water in the nose.
- How many degrees must there be in the water before you jump in?
- Preferably 20. But I can take a swim in 16 degrees too, if it’s hot in the air.
-What song puts you in the summer mood?
- “Ferie” by Postgirobygget. It is suitably nostalgic.
- Tell you the whole and entire truth when you’re writing postcards?
- I do not write postcards, but I respond to letters fans have sent. I’m now finshed with letter number 8231.
- What kind of holiday do you not go on ?
- I can control myself from charter holiday.
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Alexander was very very polite already as a child. Even one time he was about to drown, he called for help by discreetly gurgling “excuse me ….excuse me”.
- How long can you sit in a deck chair before you get restless, Alexander?
- If there is not sunny, I can manage 5 hours just fine. If the sun is shining, then it won’t be more than one minute.
- For most others it is vice versa
- I have never been interested in nice weather. The worst way to wake up, is when the sun is baking through the bedroom window. No, give me rather rain!
- But is there really anything to do indoors in the summer?
- Really not? I have recently played through 20 TV games on three different consoles, seen four seasons of “Heroes”, three seasons of “Lost” and read a book about Ole Bull.
- Why Ole Bull?
- I feel related to him. He didn’t manage to enjoy the present either. – What can you enjoy then? – I’m enjoying what I have done and what I’m going to do.
-Congratulations on your new CD, “Visa vid vindens angar” ! It’s a collaboration between you and the Swedish troubadour Mats Paulson, who is 48 years older than you. Is it not insurmountable for two musicians?
- No. He is a “jentefut” (= casanova, ladies man, womanizer) just as I am. I’m actually an old man, trapped in a girl’s wet dream.
- What did you say?
- No, let me rather say it this way: I’m an old man, trapped in a seducer’s body.
- I think we change the theme: We are at Oksval pier at Nesodden, your childhood paradise. What were you like as a child?
- Polite and gentle. Even when I once nearly drowned, because of lacking swimming skills, I would not create unnecessary uproar, and called attention so discreet as possible by gurgle “excuse me …. excuse me”. Then I was saved by the head physician at Sunnaas hospital, which incidentally also was taking a swim.
- Have you always been so polite?
- Yes, and disciplined. Add also “aware” and “listening”.
- What smell do you associate most with summer?
- Scent of rabarbara. Mom makes a lot of different things with rabarbara.
- What summer has burned itself into your memory?
-The summer my dad and I were street musicians in Sweden. I was about seven years, I think. We played the violin, both of us.
- When you’re as old as your musical friend Mats Paulson, how would you like your life to be then?
- I hope it consists of just the right amount of excitement, just right amount of safety and that I live with a woman who loves both my weaknesses and strengths.
Some quick questions in the deckchair:
- What is the taste of summer?
- To get salt water in the nose.
- How many degrees must there be in the water before you jump in?
- Preferably 20. But I can take a swim in 16 degrees too, if it’s hot in the air.
-What song puts you in the summer mood?
- “Ferie” by Postgirobygget. It is suitably nostalgic.
- Tell you the whole and entire truth when you’re writing postcards?
- I do not write postcards, but I respond to letters fans have sent. I’m now finshed with letter number 8231.
- What kind of holiday do you not go on ?
- I can control myself from charter holiday.
Article is found here: link
5000 letters i keep in my bedroom,
5000 people who open their hearts
Once they were strangers, today we are family,
mountains won't keep us apart.
There is a girl who has drawn me a sunrise,
thats how she wants every morning to be
And boy lost hist tooth and he wants me to have these
how did this happen to me?
I want to know all their faces,
and I want to be there when they need a friend
5000 letters they wrote me,
and some day I'll read them again.
5000 stories i keep in my bedroom,
5000 secrets i keep in my mind
I have been given a piece of their lifetime,
friendship is easy to find.
I want to know all their faces,
and I want to be there when they need a friend
5000 letters they wrote me,
and some day I'll read them again.
I want to know all their faces,
and I want to be there when they need a friend
5000 letters they wrote me,
and some day I'll read them again..
5000 people who open their hearts
Once they were strangers, today we are family,
mountains won't keep us apart.
There is a girl who has drawn me a sunrise,
thats how she wants every morning to be
And boy lost hist tooth and he wants me to have these
how did this happen to me?
I want to know all their faces,
and I want to be there when they need a friend
5000 letters they wrote me,
and some day I'll read them again.
5000 stories i keep in my bedroom,
5000 secrets i keep in my mind
I have been given a piece of their lifetime,
friendship is easy to find.
I want to know all their faces,
and I want to be there when they need a friend
5000 letters they wrote me,
and some day I'll read them again.
I want to know all their faces,
and I want to be there when they need a friend
5000 letters they wrote me,
and some day I'll read them again..
He is a talent!He writes beutiful songs which have something to say to the people!When his play his violin and sing fairytail he's like he leaves from earth!He's like he comes slowly out from a fairytail!!!!!!!!!!!
Jeg elsker ham!!I love him! He's the perfect boy who came in our lives the perfect moment!
Foolin' lyrics
Nobody knows the way I’m feelin’
I try to scream instead I smile
The world is strange
I must be dreamin’
How can I stop this just for a while
The morning rain will soon be falling
But I don’t care ‘cause I’ve already cried
Can’t see the meaning of this
But one thing’s certain
I’m afraid I’m loosin’ my mind
Somebody else will be her boyfriend
Somebody else will have her heart
But still I love her so
How could I let her go
I was foolin’ myself
The sky is blue and birds are singing
The sun does shine
And kids are playing game
What have I done
What was I thinking
The only thing to do is hiding shame
Somebody else will be her boyfriend
Somebody else will have her heart
But still I love her so
How could I let her go
I was foolin’ myself
Somebody else will be her boyfriend
Somebody else will have her heart
But I still need her so
How could I let her go
I was foolin’ myself
I was foolin’ myself
Nobody knows the way I’m feelin’
I try to scream instead I smile
The world is strange
I must be dreamin’
How can I stop this just for a while
The morning rain will soon be falling
But I don’t care ‘cause I’ve already cried
Can’t see the meaning of this
But one thing’s certain
I’m afraid I’m loosin’ my mind
Somebody else will be her boyfriend
Somebody else will have her heart
But still I love her so
How could I let her go
I was foolin’ myself
The sky is blue and birds are singing
The sun does shine
And kids are playing game
What have I done
What was I thinking
The only thing to do is hiding shame
Somebody else will be her boyfriend
Somebody else will have her heart
But still I love her so
How could I let her go
I was foolin’ myself
Somebody else will be her boyfriend
Somebody else will have her heart
But I still need her so
How could I let her go
I was foolin’ myself
I was foolin’ myself