Rapport frå eit grensehotell

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Rapport frå eit grensehotell

(Report from a Border Hotel)
This song started off as a little poem, almost a kind of a dark joke. After I had finished the lyrics, I had to do some thinking regarding what kind of music was needed (if any). I had a feeling the music should have a blues quality and also something Eastern European to it. My harmony teacher at the conservatory used to say I wrote Russian music. A compliment, as he was a huge Shostakovich fan. The album version is based on the first, rough demo I did with just vocal and guitar, but the band made some really important contributions. Lise Voldsdal did a great string arrangement and producer Lars Voldsdal mixed everything beautifully. I think this track might be one of my chosen items to bring to the Pearly Gate. I wonder if they accept wav-files there. Perhaps they only take vinyl.

Guden for hemn og hat
Fryda seg storleg der han sat
Nok ei grense vart streka opp
Ein ramn åt roleg av ein sundsprengd kropp
Diplomatar gjekk i skytteltrafikk
På flyet høyrde dei klassisk musikk

Guden for hat og hemn
Sov sin sigersvande svevn
Nok ei grense vart viska ut
Ei jente venta fåfengd på sin kjære gut
På storskjermen synte dei sjakkspel og sport
Det hender eg ønskjer meg langt, langt bort

Eg elskar deg meir enn meg sjølv
Eg ønskjer du var her i kveld
Og at eg kunne finne ord for
Alt det hjartet ustanseleg ropar
Eg rapporterer frå eit grensehotell
Gjennom røyken som stig, gjennom regnet som fell