torch night

Do you hate her 'cause she's pieces of you?

This is a good song, you guys! Yet another one of my singing ladies, Jewel. But this song really has a message. Just listen, and listen well. Take care and enjoy your weekend!

A night of a thousand torches

Wooops, and there goes another week!
I am sorry. Again I have sinned. But I think I have been boring you guys as well. I'm already thinking about a new plan if I ever get through the alphabet with these songs.

Today it is ONE year exactly since I got a letter in the mail saying that my now husband was given a residence and work permit in Norway. I was standing outside by the mailbox screaming and crying. I didn't even enter the house, I called my mom first. It was a crazy day. The day happen to fall on the day of a special night in Levanger called Torch Night. It is part of a 4 day long festival/fair in town. The Torch Night is special. Everyone in town is asked to turn off all electrical light, and people gather on the town square, everyone carrying torches, and then a march through town begins. Thousands of people walk through the city, and along the road sides there are small shows - music bands, drama, artwork, dance, all kinds of cultural small shows. In the dark, only lit by thousands of torches. Magical. I hope my hubby will be impressed, considering he is only joining me cos of heavy convincing from my side.

In the mean time, enjoy Ohene. It's a Ghanaian Gospel, by No Tribe. I love this gospel. Usually, Ghanaian gospel songs are very upbeat and jolly, but I fell in love with this one cos it is so somber and ... majestetic. When we started planning the music for our wedding, I knew I wanted this song played in the background during the communion. How I wish I could be there and hear this song live...

Happy weekend!

Diallo, Diallo...

Ok, today I'm gonna cheat you. I'm gonna show you a clip from the Nobel Peace Prize concert last year. When Obama won the Nobel Peace Prize, poor guy. Maybe not fun to win it when you, and half of the world don't think you deserved it at all. I don't really know where I stand on the subject. And I'm not gonna discuss it here. All I know is that it isn't HIS fault he won it, so don't beat him up over it.

Back to the CONCERT, which always is great, no matter who wins. This year I realized Wyclef Jean is so cool. He is cool, I know. But he is SO cool. Specially during the Nobel Peace Prize Concert. That's why I'm gonna share a clip from that concert, that on youtube has the name Nobel Peace Prize Concert 2009. Starts with an N, right? Watch and enjoy. And happy weekend!
And that PRINCESS is the princess of Norway'ooo...



_______________________________________________________________________________

What's up with the video though, why is it so huge? Anyone with blog knowledge can tell me how not to make it go into the right border...? Uuuh. What up with my english?

then appears someone who wanna tear you down

Today, although I'm feeling good and happy, I'm gonna share with you my heartache song.
At least it was long, long time ago when my heart was broken. I listened to this song on repeat and pitied my poor self. Now it is embarrassing to picture the teenager in her bedroom, feeling like the world was about to end. But the song isn't for teenagers. It is still great. Sung by another Norwegian singing lady, Lene Marlin. The song starts great. "You think you've made it, everything is going fine." That's how it usually feels, right before something will go wrong. Wether it's your heart being broken, or ...let's say... its getting FREEZING outside again, after a few days with some less cold days.

Anyway, ENJOY Maybe I'll go.

LoveLoveLove

Lalalalalalalallalalalaaaaa....
Hope you all had a great Valentine's Day. In Norway it was also Mother's day yesterday, + fattening Sunday, meaning the day before you start the fasting. The tradition left behind from this biblical happening, is baking a type of sweet bread, small round balls of wheat and sugar and milk and stuff. Then you split them in half and put whipped cream in between.
We didn't celebrate that. Or Mother's day, since my mother lives far away. But before Hubby went to church yesterday morning, he dropped a bar of chocolate on my pillow. I took it as a Valentine's day gift. :-) I'm not really a fan of Valentine, cos it's just another tradition adopted from the U.S. in the recent decade. Like Halloween. I think it's really stupid, but now Norwegian kids also go trick or treating.

Well, I'm getting myself lost here. You need a song. On L.
So, I give you another of my favorite singing ladies, Pink. And her Love Song. In the spirit of Valentine's Day and all the other 364 days of the year you should tell your darling you love him/her.

Norway moment

Today I'm gonna Norwegianize you!
I'm gonna let you hear a song of a great band.
They took Norwegian folk songs.
And turned them into rock.
With a singer whose voice is magical.
And a dialect to mesmerize you.
Their music draws you into the olden days, into the mountains, with the mountain lords and trolls.

Here is Gåte. With Kara tu omna.

Do you want to be a millionaire?

Some movies are of those kinds that ALL have to watch. One of them is Slumdog Millionaire. Yes, it was hyped, yes, maybe it was a bit commercial, maybe the stories about how some of the actors in the movie were sent back to the slum after finished the recording, are immoral and questionable. But before all that, I went to the movies with a good friend and saw a movie with a remarkable, exciting story. Great soundtrack. Amazing pictures. Adorable kids. It just gripped me. It was one of those good movie experiences. One of those you felt it was worth seeing in the cinema. I really enjoyed the movie, and I enjoyed the soundtrack even more. So much that I bought the CD.

Here is Jai Ho from Slumdog Millionaire.



But here is a NICER video...

In God's hands

Okay, sorry about last post. So negative. Not good.

I have decided, for many reasons, to try and live by the "accept the things I can't change"-philosophy. I let too many things bug me, while I know I can't change them. So, if you hear me complain again, ask me if it is something that cant be changed.

A new and better week will hopefully start on Monday. I think the antibiotics I'm on are finally kicking in. Last night I kept hubby up all night, coughing my brains out, so it can only get better. The weather is good, only -0,2 degrees right now. Love it love it love it! It means no ice on the windows, and not a freezing bathroom.
And that also means going to the gym again. I have been sinning the last couple of weeks, feeling crappy, eating crap and visiting my beloved gym only a few times. A good gym friend of mine has left me though, I want to complain about it even if I can't change it! :-) She has travelled to Argentina, and I have to do our regular Tuesday and Thursday gym dates SOLO. And it's really boring. So, Silje, come back!!

I feel this is a messy post. Today you will get a song from my favorite artist. I guess. It is the wonderful, talented Nelly Furtado. Although she is my favorite, her last commercial pop album disappointed me, cos it was the special, original tunes that made her catch my eye (or ear). But I guess everyone needs to make money. I just know a couple of people who love Nelly, and the rest think she is weird. But the pop album is like "...oh yeah, I like Nelly Furtado..", since she now sounds like Beyoncè or whoever.

Aaaaaanyway. I will still share a song from her newest album, "Loose". It's a beautiful and touching song. And with this I wish you all a wonderful weekend!

Head over feet

What song do you guys want?
I'm still sick.
And I have pulled a wisdom tooth out.
And I am paying the price and I just complain and seek sympathy.
So better make this fast and painless.

I'll share with you one of my teenage years heroines. When I was in my teens, I was sooo into singing ladies. All kinds of singing ladies. And Alanis was one of my favorites.
Here is her Head over feet. Hearing her songs puts me right back to my blue room in my childhood home which is about to be sold, reading the lyrics and singing. Loud.