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The moments are like fresh goods
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Yesterday I came up with a chorus while in the bathtub. It�s about embracing the few chances I have to write music, as I seldom have a second to myself now.
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My songs mostly come to me when I�m not trying. Since my nights are short now, I often awake with melodies or lyrics in my head. My pockets and bags are full of small notes made from everything from cards, toilet paper, napkins and letter-paper from hotels, to receipts and paper cups. I try to save every inspiration and I record small bits on my recorder as often as possible. You have to grab the moment when ideas and emotions come to you. These moments are like fresh goods, and it�s impossible for me to write lyrics unless the story I want to tell is fresh in my memory. So I write down all the small details I hope can get me into the same mood at a later time: Smells, words, colours, instruments, people, places. Many good ideas are lost because I never get that special emotion back. Sometimes it is almost unbearable to have to postpone the shaping of the complete song. It can feel like a rock in your stomach that just grows and grows and won�t go away until I give it my attention.�Then I have to give in, by playing and writing the feeling out of my body wherever I am, there and then.
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Yesterday, it was my bathtub that came to the rescue. A while back I wrote some stuff outside on the deck of a ferry. During the Quart-festival I noticed a new, budding song while having lunch at �Ms. Larsen�, inspired by a picture on the wall. And lately I�ve been hooked on making music as quietly as I can while my band sleeps.
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Recently I have become better at bringing an instrument with me back to the hotel after the show. Then I can play, and for a short moment forget that I�m not at home in my music room. It�s good for the heart too. And I can always catch up on sleep at some other place.
Finally, when a new song has seen the light of day, and the music comes to life inside of me, it�s just like it is walking around carrying a big secret. And I love that. �