Hotel Tórshavn

... Monopoly. In 1856 the Old Shop and the other building of the Monopoly, the ware houses, were sold to a Dane called Thomas Frederik Thomsen. The buildings still belong to the same family, the 5th generation has brought the buildings "back to live", and the Old Shop is now a café, pub and a museum with many interesting old items and documents. Next to the Old Shop is the ...

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... s MySpace: http://www.myspace.com/nightfallen. Probably after the Norway tour, since the tour bus did not have internet connection and it takes some time to prepare the material, text & photos to report, I can tell ... Mikkjal were surprised to see me :D I was happy to see them all, again ;D All of us, except Gudmar were there at Hvonn. Just hanging out... Gudmar came a few hours later, finally like 10 pm. Mikkjal, Frans and Magnus went to ...

... in a thick mist. I got an image in my head, about Gudmar talking about how he can use his anger and aggression (partly from his subconsience) when he perform and play their music. And how he looks like an old man at times when playing. It is almost a trance like situation, a journey somewhere beyond. At the same time I see the landscape covered in gray in front of me: hidden behind fog, a scarred, harsh land and fjells built out of ancient rock, that ...

... opened their homes to me and told me stories and shared their lifes with me ... That is a gift to treasure... Next time I will do the things I planned to do and which I did not manage to make happen ... a small list can be made: Hanging with Magnus at his home, hanging with Mikkjal&amp;Rannvá and their kids, going to Gudmars home in Gøta, take the promo shots etc. etc. Thank you all for now, and I will be seeing you soon on tour!

... and moments come, the one's that should be captured. And many more. They are rather given than taken. After a brief assignment for my benefactor's at the Nordic House, i get a ride to Frans's home, to his father's house. We drink strong coffee and smoke inside and talk about million of things, most of the topics concern music, photography, this ...

... band: getting funding for the tours, negotiating new contract/record deal with the Faroese record label Tutl etc. etc. This is where he sits the days through, by his laptop, telly in the background. His mobile rings occasionally and he speaks Faroese, which I do not understand much. The language has a beauty in its intonation, a language of poets/singers as Icelandic. A bit of a romanticism there, but it sure feels and sounds ...

... asked what I am doing/trying to do, and I tried to explain... I told about the aspect of interest for me, the borderland between two countries - that I am a Finn, but I was born in Sweden and lived there for almost half of my life. David was strict in telling me that he is not a Dane - he is Faroese. I guess I feel the same, I am a Finn, involuntary, but still, whatever it is. But still there is a string of something else than most Finns do not have, a sense of an another ...

... with others. We went to SMS shopping mall with Frans, and then off to his mothers place. Later we got some food (I ate lasagna) and went to Eddies place. There we sat together listening to their new songs, just recently recorded at a studio on Nolsoey. Sounding good. After a mellow time, back to my lodgings to get some sleep after the long day. Tomorrow the exploration starts for real ...

... is the major industry there and accounts for 97% of their foreign income. Near to where our ship was anchored, there were large circles of netting floating several hundred feet off shore, fish pens where they were raising salmon. Whether it is their fishing industry or the support that they receive from Denmark, the country is quite developed and amazingly prosperous for its isolated location and harsh climate. By the time we got back to Torshavn from our bus ...