Art. Love. Local. Video!!

Here’s the video of my first gig in Liverpool; Art Love Local at The Brink on November 10th! Enjoy! =)

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We played 4 songs;

(at 00:45:) You (written by Audrey and Julie Lund (with kickinthebutt from Kenneth Hollås) in…2007…?)
(at 05:00:) Free (Written by Audrey (with kickinthebutt from Dan Drumm) in 2011)
(at 08:33:) Like The Wind (Written by Audrey in 2008)
(at 14:04:) With You Gone (Written by Audrey and Tash McCammon in 2009)

With me on stage I had, as you can see, the awesome Obadiah Jones on acoustic guitar and the lovely Ellie Redgrave on backing vocals. We had a great time, and I’m looking forward to playing there (and other places) again real soon! Keep an eye on the Concerts corner of this site for updates about gigs to come! =)


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xxx
Audrey

I, Volatile

I want to tell you a little bit about a project I’m suddenly a part of. I do keys and backing vocals in a band called I, Volatile, which is fronted by this sexy woman;

Photo: Allegra Whitehouse Photography

The music is very different from the stuff I normally do, and I love it. It’s quite heavy, and Sunni’s “heroes” are bands like System Of A Down, Incubus, A Perfect Circle, stuff like that. Sunni was on the same course as me my first year at LIPA, and is an Oslo girl. She’s moving back at some point next year though, and I’m looking forward to getting more of both her company and the work! Last week was pretty intense, since she was only here for a week before our first gig, which was at Zanzibar on Saturday. One week to learn 6 songs, with all new musicians – it was hard work, but fun work! And the gig – oh my, good times!

Photo: Allegra Whitehouse Photography

Playing keys in a band makes me feel so damn cool. And like I mentioned in my last post, I even made (kind of) a mowhawk for the occasion. I thought I was super cool (and so Rock), until someone had the nerve to call me cute. Hmmmph.

The day after, I woke up totally looking like Tim Minchin.

We actually have another gig tonight, we’re doing an acoustic set at Parr Street Studios. So if you’re in Liverpool and have no plans for the evening, come down for a drink and some music! It will just be Sunni, James and myself on stage, so pretty chilled. No need for a mowhawk today I think, but I will do it again at some point. Loved the change! ;-P

Oh, and we’ve got a Facebook page too! It’s right here!

Have a great Thursday everyone!
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Audrey

Art. Love. Local. Photos! =)

On Thursday, November 11th, I did my first proper gig with the mini band (minus Laura). It was at a night called “Art. Love. Local.” at The Brink, a lovely dry bar in Parr Street. The atmosphere was amazing, and the audience was absolutely beautiful. Especially my girls on the front row, who came down to see me even though they were all ill and knackered. ❤ Much love ❤

In addition to my own gig, I also performed with (half of) the band I, Volatile, and enjoyed some wonderful performances by artists such as Joe, Ellie & Moorea and The James Whitehouse Band, who are all in a picture or two below. All in all it was a great night, ‘big up’ to the hearts & heads behind Art. Love. Local. for having me! And of course, to Ellie and Obadiah, thank you so much for being awesome! ❤

Here are some of the photos from the night, courtesy of Allegra Whitehouse Photography.


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Audrey

Musical intercourse under the stars

Between Thursday and Sunday, I saw around 20 live performances, by around 20 amazing bands and artists. And most of them I am lucky enough to consider my friends.

It kind of underlines my whole reason to be here, or, indeed, my whole reason to be. Live music is, to me, what it is all about. Recording is fun to, and not many things can beat the feeling of creating a new song, but there’s just something about those performances… To be a part of those magical moments, where a song is played in a way it will never ever be played again, and it’s happening right before your eyes and ears. It’s as intimate as sex, and as personal as prayer. To me, anyway. You probably have your own relationship with music, because we all do.

These pictures are from the acoustic night at Moorea’s house on Saturday – an absolute enchanting evening. It all happened in her back garden, under the stars, with candles, blankets, pillows, food and hot chocolate, and lots of people got up and played. Even I did a couple of tunes with Obadiah and Ellie, who to my great joy is as spontaneous as me! It was great to test the new song live, and I am getting more and more excited about creating more magical little moments with the whole band in the time to come. ❤

I want to share some of this amazing music with you guys, so here’s a list of most of the acts who together made my weekend absolutely magical, with links to their music. Sadly, it is hard to recreate the magic on record, but I reckon most of them manages just fine. There is a lot of different genres and styles in there; everything from R&B Diva vocals to the softest acoustic folk and the heavier rock. So I’m sure you’ll find something you like. Enjoy! ❤

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xxx
Audrey
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Thursday: The Leaf, Bold Street

  • Ian Dunn – Awesome acoustic guitar pop
  • Hedda Aronsen – “Don’t come any closer now.. You’re making this harder than it already is…”
  • Caroline Ailin – Putting a new electronical vibe to her Songwriter Pop/R&B.
  • Fabienne Holloway – BIG voice.
Friday: The 2be, LIPA, and Zanzibar, Seel Street.
  • Sophie Cooke – Amazing melodies this one, and a great voice.
  • Coffee And Cakes For Funerals – The vocalist sang me into a puddle. Meeeelt…! I can not remember the last time a voice impressed me this much. He has the head voice, the chest voice, the falsetto, the dynamics, the thrills, everything! Sigh…
  • Robert Mulder – Canadian wordsmith and cool guy.
  • James Whitehouse Band – They get better every time I see them.
  • Some terrible terrible band that made my ears (and soul) cry…!
  • Katrine Stenbekk – bringing Norwegian folk into her pop.
Saturday: Acoustic night at Moorea’s
  • Alec Brits – The South African DRUMMER who sang us warm.
  • Orian – a straight up cool girl with straight up cool tunes.
  • Synne Eileen – My Girl. ❤
  • Moorea Masa & Ellie Redgrave
  • Jørgen
  • Will
  • Daniel Ross
  • Helen Morrisson
Sunday: Mojo

Concert Etiquette; Don’t Be A Dick.

Inspired by a certain pain in the ass “lady” at the amazing concert I went to on Friday (and many other pains in the ass at many other past concerts), I decided to dedicate my next post to discuss the mysterious phenomenon Concert Etiquette – Consetiquette for short. Now, there is really only one rule you need to follow as a member of a concert audience, and it’s a very simple one;

Don’t Be A Dick.

But some people (a lot of people actually) need a little more clarity than that, so I’m gonna break it down for you – the rules of Concetiquette. The 8 sub-rules if you like, of Don’t Be A Dick. You’re welcome.

  1. If chatting to your mates is more important to you than listening to the music, stay at home. Go to a bar. Make a phone call. Chat away, just do it somewhere else and don’t ruin everybody else’s night.
  2. Your shushing is louder than the people you are shushing. Shhhut the fuck up.
  3. Whistle with care. If you have the fascinating ability to whistle loudly (you know, the fingers-in-your-mouth type of whistling), by all means, use that ability. But not right in my ear please.
  4. Don’t yell out random and unreasonable requests for the artists. They have a set list and an order for a reason, and they will probably not change their instrument and take up singing right there on the spot, just because you find it boring to listen to instrumental guitar music.
  5. Leave the front to the people who are actually there for the concert and not the booze. If you insist on drinking alcohol, do us all a favor and stay in the back where you will have a short way to the bar (and the toilets). That way you won’t have to push your way back and forth through a large crowd of people with 5 glasses of beer every half hour, leaving a trail of beer stanched (and increasingly unhappy) people behind you.
  6. Your drink belongs in your glass. Not my hair. Thank you.
  7. Keep your arms and legs to yourself. If you are incredibly drunk, or just struggle with body control in general – don’t dance. Or at least make sure you have a large area to yourself so you won’t knock someone unconscious with your flopping arms and legs.
  8. Stay off the stage! Do not, under any circumstances, stumble your drunk self on to the stage before the concert and molest the musicians’ equipment to tell a joke. This is expensive equipment. The mics on an empty stage will not be turned on. And even if they were, people are not there to hear you tell a joke, and you will only piss them off. And then, security will come and take you down. And they will not be impressed either.

I’m sure there are many more rules that should be on this list, so please feel free to add your own in the comments and I will edit them in (and give you credit of course). I know I’m not the only one who has ever been slightly annoyed by loud, drunk, obnoxious, inconsiderate, selfish and disrespectful people at concerts. Seriously, some people shouldn’t even be allowed out in public. To me, it’s just a matter of realizing that this is someone’s job, life, baby. Showing a little respect to all the work that has been put into the big production that a concert actually is, is not too much to ask. Also, a lot of people (yourself included) have paid money to enjoy a nice evening of live music, and making people’s evening less enjoyable by acting like a complete asshole is just an incredibly dickish thing to do. So please, the next time you go to a concert,  try to remember the rule of Consetiquette: Don’t Be A Dick. And if you have trouble remembering how not to be a dick, feel free to print out these sub-rules and use them as guide lines. THANK YOU!!

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xxx,

Audrey

Humbly For Her…

Another amazing concert with the amazing, the annoyingly talented, the one and the only Unni Wilhelmsen, is over.

08.07.11, Rockefeller, Oslo

No elephant’s memory when starstruck…
What a beautiful person she is. I am always humbled by her presence, and even though I’ve seen her live 3 times now, I always forget half of the things I want to say once I stand there after the show, face to face with her, my hero. This time I even forgot to ask for a picture. I also forgot to tell her hi from my dad. He always asks me to for some reason, and this time I was gonna do it, just to be able to say yes when he asked me afterwards if I had. Which he always does. So if you’re reading this Unni; My dad says hi. ;-P

December 2010

More than music…
Once again, Unni managed to give me a magical night that I will live off for months. Until the next one, probably. Her songs are colourful paintings, and nothing can go wrong in her art gallery. I wish I had her paintbrush. Unni’s concerts are far more than music though. They are stories, magic tales, comedic anecdotes, they are a glimpse of a life. For a couple of hours, she gives you… Her. So honest, and so true.

08.07.11, Rockefeller, Oslo

Once again Unni, THANK YOU… 

Humbly For Her,

Audrey

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Also read this post…

WOW, what a DAY! :-D

Like a star… I spent Thursday morning at my old high school, where I had been invited back as “Guest of the month” on their very last day before the summer holiday. It was awesome! It was such an honor to be invited, and the amazing introduction Signe gave me on stage made me feel like a star. It went something like this:

“Ten years ago, a girl was a student at this school. And that girl was very brave. She moved away from home, to Vinstra, to study what she wanted to. This girl has continued to be brave, because now she has moved to England to study music at Paul McCartney’s Music school LIPA in Liverpool. Right now she is home for the summer, and we are very glad to have her as our guest of the month.”

And so on. I don’t remember exactly what she said, but I remember I was highly moved, and entertained.

20 Questions… First I was interviewed on stage by two students who had prepared 20 questions for me, and such good questions! They asked me stuff like what my best and worst memory from school was, why I started singing, what advice I could give them for the future, and it dawned on me… I am actually in a position to inspire these people…! Which is in fact the most inspirational thing in the world. So I tried my best, I tried to tell them what I needed to hear when I was their age and looked something like this:

Don't laugh...! ;-P

A bit of a Julie… I tried to tell them that it’s their life, and that it’s so freakin’ important to follow your dreams and do what YOU wanna do. Don’t listen to the people who tell you you can’t do it, cause they don’t know what they are talking about. Dare to say it out loud, what it is that you REALLY want to do with your life. It’s YOUR life, and only you can make yourself happy. It’s all about you. Not everyone is as lucky as I was – I had Julie to give me a kick in the ass. Not everyone has a Julie. So if I was a bit of a Julie to some of these guys on Thursday, if I got through and motivated one person to go for it and follow their dream, I am truly grateful. Finally taking the step onto that stage was what I answered that my best memory from school is. And the worst…? That one was harder. I have no real bad memories from school, so all I could think of was the day when I was “smart” enough to bring my Furby to an exam and it wouldn’t shut up… I was like “Fall alseep, damn it…!” 

Shut uuuuup...!!

Awesome, awesome people…! After the interview I performed two songs for them (Orion and The First Kiss Hello Since Goodbye), and they were, I think, the most awesome audience I’ve ever had. It was so nice to get some response on the things I said! It was all very relaxed and fun, and I wish I had more time with them. Awesome, awesome people! =)

Hihi...

I also really, really wish I had some pictures from the performance/interview, so if any of my new friends at the school who took pictures or filmed are reading this, (I saw you guys!)  please send me pictures and videos! =) audrey.wilsen@gmail.com. Until then, here’s me on my way home with the awesome flowers I got!

Lucky meeee!

Which now look like this:

Great things to come… I am actually seeing at least one of these awesome people again very soon – I got an e-mail from my first singing student a couple of days ago!:-D It is so exiting, and I’m thrilled that the Culture School is lending me a room to teach in for the summer. I went there today and got a full tour from Øyvind, and the place is incredible. Everything is brand new, and it looks GREAT! The café is so cute, and it looks like it will be the venue for my christmas/EP Release concert in December/January. Will you come…? 

The youth café

Thrilled & blessed, and completely overwhelmed… I am overwhelmed with all the support my home town has given me the last couple of years, both economically and otherwise. Completely overwhelmed. This is just amazing.=)

They’re giving me the huge dance hall, which is a bit funny considering I will (most likely) only be teaching one student at the time, look how big it is!

Huuuuuge!!!

Step into my office… I spent some time getting to know the piano in there today, and who knew – all I needed was a change of scenery, and the inspiration came flowing. Finally put a melody to a little bunch of lyrics I wrote a couple of weeks back. Yay! It was nice to have an office again – and by office, I of course mean this:

Piano+pad+pencil=Audrey's office

I am looking forward to spending a lot of time in my office this summer, and hopefully you will hear the result very soon. =)

Gotta go now, I need to get some sleep before getting up early for a High School Reunion planning meeting tomorrow morning. Should be fun!

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Take care & keep Shining! I love you!

xxx,

Audrey

Home Sweet Home 2011

I came back home for the summer on May 27, and what better way to mark my return than by playing at the local Festival “Liv & Røre”? I did 4 of my own songs and a cover in front of a tent-full of people, and it was great fun. Thank you to everyone who came, and to the arrangers of a great festival. It’s nice to be home!

Pictures by Øyvind Norstrøm (Jevnaker Kommune):

Pictures by Jørn Haakenstad (Hadeland):

“I like this life we are making for ourselves”

…said a friend of mine from my class today, when I told him about the last 48 hours I’d had. And I agree. It is a great life. The best. Busy, creative, exciting, exhausting… and so rewarding.

Hectic, to say the least… Thursday was the only day I had to reduce all the stuff I will need until September down to 30 kilos, (and jam it into two suitcases), and to pack all the rest of my stuff into boxes. It was my last day in the old flat, the last day with my boyfriend for a month and a half, the last day to rehearse for my concert the next evening – it was the last day for a lot of things. The taxi was pre-booked for 5 a.m. on Friday morning, to take me to Liverpool John Lennon Airport for my 7 a.m. flight to Norway, and I was not happy (but not the least bit surprised either) that I had left the packing to the last minute – again. At the same time it was kinda really  worth it, for a great night out the night before, with a bunch of people I won’t see again for over 3 months.

Stupid #$$/%$/%” packing…!! Like I said, Thursday was The Day Of Packing. I hate packing. Packing (plus the thought of leaving and the constant fear of leaving crucial stuff behind) makes me physically ill. I get nauseous and I can’t think – and certainly not about what to pack. There is nothing that gets me in a worse mood than packing, and this time I had to double-pack to. Ghaaah.

No sleep for me… I was literally packing until the taxi arrived at 5. No sleep, and no proper goodbyes… I got to the airport, had some breakfast with the other LIPA Norwegians who were leaving on the same flight (toast with jam has never tasted better), and got on. So. Tired. Luckily, I developed a handy habit of falling asleep instantly on pretty much any type of transportation while I was in college. I was 16, and had to move away from home to study music. 3 hours away to be correct. My dad’s condition for me going was that I would come home every single weekend, and so I did. He was afraid I’d go to parties and do bad things I guess – which I didn’t, but definitely could have done anyway if I wanted to, because partying was not a weekend-only type of event up there. Anyway, as the good girl I am, I spent 3 hours on a bus every single Friday and Sunday, in the dark for most of the year (that’s Norway for ya), and I got so used to sleeping on a bus that ever since then, I have just passed out whenever I sit down in anything that moves. And I always wake up right before I have to get off. So as always I slept for most of the flight, and woke up with a pang as the plane hit the ground. Two 1 hour bus rides, one 30 minutes long bus ride and a 20 minute walk later – dragging 30 kilos of luggage – I arrived at Ida’s house, where I had to squeeze in some rehearsal time before the concert. Intense! I still hadn’t really decided on the setlist for the show, but it’s not like I had much choice in the matter. After all, I was doing it by myself this time, and there is really only 4 of my songs I know well enough to play. So I did 4 of my own songs and one cover; Sacrifice by Anouk. Beautiful song. Strange music video, but beautiful song. =)

SURPRISE…!! I must admit that I wildly underestimated the crowd, and I was both happy and surprised (and terrified!!) to see how many people had actually turned up for the Festival. And that on a pretty cold and windy Friday night. Well done Jevnaker! ❤ I had a great time performing in front of a tent-full of people, and I enjoyed watching the other bands that played. I take my hat off to the arrangers of the Festival! I love coming back to play at home, may they forever keep arranging this in my summer holiday so I can play! YAY for a great night, great atmosphere and a great audience, and for it all going all right despite of the nerves. Plus there is nothing to calm down the nerves like a handwritten letter from your adoooorable four year old niece that says: “Good luck on the concert, you are pretty, from Marte.” Meeeeelt…!!!

Zzzzzz… I really wish I had managed to stay for the last act of the evening, (they looked awesome!), but by the time it was their turn I was so tired I could barely stay sitting up. Even my reserve batteries were running low at that point, and I couldn’t wait to fall into bed and lapse into a coma for like a week. Obviously that didn’t happen, but it felt like it would. Two days and no sleep makes Audrey a dull girl. Or something like that.

Most of the concert was filmed, and I’ll put some videos up at some point,. But for now I’ll leave you with the pictures taken by Øyvind Nordstrøm, one of the beating hearts behind the Festival. Jørn from one of the local newspapers was there as well, and he did an interview with me after the concert. Fun times!

Indeed… So that’s my last couple of days of madness… It is a hectic life we’re making for ourselves, but I love every second of it. I even love the packing I hate, on some level. I know I could have chosen a far easier path, but I like easy even less than packing. I’m too restless for easy, I wouldn’t cope. Phil was right. Through all its challenges, the life we are making for ourselves is, indeed, very likable. I like likable.

Audrey xxxx

Flowers & Love…

So, it’s today again.

8 years went by so fast, and after all this time I still can’t quite comprehend that she is not just a text message away. That I can’t just look her up on Facebook and see what she’s up to these days, or ask her out for a game of catch-up and a cup of coffee should we happen to find ourselves in the same city at the same time. I don’t like it one little bit, but that doesn’t make it any less true. I miss her.

I’m going to share a song with you today, a song it took me 7 years to write. According to my songwriting lecturer, it often takes just about that long to be able to write about big tragedies in your life. You need time to distance yourself, in a way, or at least to get used to… Whatever it is. I’m not sure if we ever really do just that, though.

Those who knew her, will know that there are a bunch of songs already that will forever be hers. But I’m hoping there is room for at least one more. Lars was kind enough to provide me with this video from Café Sør on a very short notice, so thank you so much, Lars!

So… this is for those of us who remember the 10th of May. And for her.

As We Said Goodbye… 


Here we are, without her

Life goes on, without her

But how can I laugh without her?

I don’t want to forget

Her smile is on everybody’s minds

Her laughter is bouncing off the walls 

Her last words are ringing through our ears

As we shed our silent tears

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What have you done, you silly girl

Tell me it’s not true

How could you feel that you weren’t good enough for the world

When it was the world that was never good enough for you

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Not a word is spoken

We’re still here, but broken

No choice but to sit here, frozen

And try to understand her chosen last steps

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What have you done, you silly girl

Tell me it’s not true

How could you feel that you weren’t good enough for the world

When it was the world that was never good enough for you

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We stood up and we sang for you, did you hear us?

We broke down and we cried for you, did you see us?

All the flowers and love, did you feel it? 

All we had was your picture

As we said goodbye, singing…

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