Coming to Town

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Hornorkesteret will be performing in the pavillion in the Church Park in downtown Fredrikstad on December 14th in celebration of the 100th anniversary of the conquest of The South Pole, www.nansenamundsen.no reports.

In addition to the concert by Hornorkesteret, the celebration will contain live streaming audio from Antarctica with interactions from ambient musician Origami Antarktika, 17 sled dogs and sleds, free warm drinks, the animated short film “Fram og tilbake” about Roald Amundsen made at E6 Østfold Medieverksted with music by Hornorkesteret and the world premiere of Hornorkesterets epic song honouring Roald Amundsens achievements, “Roaldskvadet”.

Also, the long awaited CD “Fjær og Jern” is released on this glorious day, and Hornorkesteret will perform several tracks from the album live.

17:30 – 18:00:
Live streaming sounds from the PALAOA Antarctic base
Mixed by Origami Antarktika – Ambient music
Serving of boullion and other hot drinks
Tents with polar stories
Dogsled riding/meet the dogs presented by Kennel Nairebis and their Siberian Huskys

18:00:
Opening speech

18:05:
World premiere of the epic hero song “Roaldskvadet” by Hornorkesteret

18:15:
Animated short: “Fram og tilbake” produced at E6 Østfold Medieverksted

18:30:
Concert with Hornorkesteret, The Norwegian Polar Orchestra

19:00:
Release of CD “Fjær og Jern” by Hornorkesteret

19:15 – 19:45:
Live streaming sounds from the PALAOA Antarctic base
Mixed by Origami Antarktika – Ambient music
Serving of boullion and other hot drinks
Tents with polar stories
Dogsled riding/meet the dogs presented by Kennel Nairebis and their Siberian Huskys

The event is listed on the official Nansen-Amundsen website:
http://www.nansenamundsen.no/no/events/des/jubileumskonsert-hornorkesteret.html

The event page on Facebook:
http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=125153107592524

Hornorkesterets web page:

http://hornorkesteret.no

The event is made in collaboration with Visit Fredrikstad and Kennel Nairebis.

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Greetings from the Poor

 HEMLÄXA

            Gösta Carlsson, en uttråkad pensionär, som jobbade hela sitt liv på en tråkig bank, hade en bordercollie. Han älskade hunden över allt annat eftersom hunden var lika grå som han. De två var världens bästa vänner. Gösta brukade rasta hunden två gånger om dagen på olika ställen, men både två hade sina favoritplatser. Den bästa rastplatsen som kallas Hundträsk blev ett sådant ställe som Gösta aldrig kunde glömma, eftersom vid Träsket – som var så populärt bland hundägare – hittade han en manskropp. Det var egentligen hunden som hittade kroppen: först fingrarna, sen armen, och slutligen stirrade mannens ansikte strängt på Gösta.

            Gösta, Gösta, just det – mumlade hon för att försöka prova hur namnet lät. Hon kände en man i verkligheten som hette Gösta. En gammal man som bodde i samma hus med henne. Han var visst pensionär, rätt ålder. Restaurangen på stranden kallades Göstases faktiskt eftersom det var han som ägde restaurangen – men för länge-länge sen. Vad ägde han nu då? Inget. Nja, en begagnad flakmoped. Ingen hund.

Det är roligt att köra flakmoped – tänkte Linnea. En gång provade hon på Koster men det blev en total katastrof. Hahahaha! Hon körde i diket. Minst fem personer såg henne när hon landade i rosenbusken.

Mordoffret var efterspanat av polisen eftersom mannen hade blivit mördad – som det uppenbarades. Polisen tittade i sitt register och fann att han var en ganska känd rånare, en gång hade han stulit tre miljoner från en bank, och bytet hade aldrig återfunnits.  Mordvapnet han dödades med var en spade. På spaden fanns fingeravtryck som tillhörde en annan rånare. Polisen visste var han gömde sig.

Hon kände en annan Gösta faktiskt, en taxichaufför. Lite yngre än farbror Gösta med flakmopeden. Hon kände faktiskt varje taxichaufför i stan…Men snälla, varför får hon såna uppgifter på Komvux? Är hennes liv tråkigt? Visst är det så: inget mordoffer, ingen polis, ingen rånare. Bara tre potatisar till maten, lite isbergssallad, mjölk eller vatten. Hon kände varje köksperson på Göstases. Dagens kostade bara 48. Ibland hade hon ingen lust att laga mat så hon hamnade på Göstases. Bara tre potatisar, tack.

Hennes liv var långtråkigt, fruktansvärd monotont som inte passar till en berättelse. Kanske om hon skriver från potatisens perspektiv. Många tycker om rutinen, aldrig nånsin nått nytt. Det är bara skönt att veta vad kommer härnäst. Fina, balanserade detaljer i vardagarna. Ingen risk för hjärtattack. Det är lätt att skriva om en mördare – resonerade hon. Försök att skriva nånting spännande om mitt jävla meningslösa liv!

Han greps i ett hus på landet eftersom polisen visste var han gömde sig. Först nekade han, men polisen visade spaden för honom. Snart blev det också klart var pengarna fanns.

            Hon gick till Komvux att fördriva tiden, därför att hon var arbetslös, men om hon pluggar är hon inte arbetslös på riktigt – dom sa så på Arbetsförmedlingen. Det var nog fusk – tänkte hon, eftersom hon fortfarande inte hade någon arbetsplats och inkomst. Inga pengar, inga kläder, ingen bio, inga kompisar, bara den jävla svenska hemläxan!

Det hände väldigt snabbt en kväll när Linnea kom hem från Komvux. Farbror Gösta hade precis parkerat flakmopeden bredvid hennes cykel men han kunde inte se tjejen som var desperat. Och spaden stod mitt i mellan dom, under regnskyddet.

It is beyond my control
If I don’t open up the door
It is beyond my control
If I don’t answer your call
It is beyond my control
If I just seem to disappear
It is beyond my control
If I am suddenly not here
I’m not to blame
It isn’t my fault

(Anja Garbarek)

Do you have many of these? Squash or in other words zucchini. Difficult to find new ways to prepare it? I was pretty tired of squash in tomato sauce, so I decided to make something totally different this time.

Photo: Martin Larsson

• 2 zucchinis
• 1 medium onion
• whole fresh fennel
• 250 g minced beef or chopped mushroom
• one egg (can be skipped)
• 2 sour apple
• oil
• salt, pepper, sugar, cinnamon, lemon

(ingredients for four people)

Fry the chopped onion, the fennel and the meet/mushroom in oil. Salt and pepper the mix.  Keep the green leaves of the fennel for decoration. Cut the zucchinis into half, scratch out the middle, but keep the vegetable meat. Salt the inside of the boats. Mix the onion-meat mash with an egg when cooled down. (Egg is not necessary, it’s just to keep the whole filling in one. Vegans can simply skip it.) Fill in the zucchinis. Place the scratched out zucchini pieces in a casserole, add 2 sour apples in slices, put the stuffed boats on the top, pour a little water under and bake the whole thing for 30-40 mins in 200 Celsius warm oven. Lift out the zucchini boats. Pour the cooked small pieces of zucchini and apple into a mixer, add a teaspoon sugar, a teaspoon cinnamon, a splash lemon juice (if the apples weren’t sour enough) and mix it into a smooth sauce. In a deeper serving plate have the apple sauce layer first, then the filled zucchini and decorate it with fresh fennel leaves. Serve it with boiled new potatoes.

Photo: Judit Szeles

Hope you like it! Bon apetit!

I have to dip into my engagement book  in the evenings to create some kind of time structure in my head, since the conventional time approach is more nuisance than help for me.

I attended a shaman conference in Norway, and I had the honor to meet personally my master’s mentor, Warren Brodey the visionary psychiatrist in his nineties. This conference was as a matter of fact held in honor of him, and the high point, the most exciting moment of the event was when we were trying to squeeze in more and more people to the small wooden cottage to listen to the great master.

Warren Brodey MD, doctor in psychiatry, participated in the NASA program to develop artificial intelligence, a charter member of the American Society of Cybernetics, comes from Canada and living in Norway. When he was asked to give a speech at the conference, the theme wasn’t determined, we only asked him to share a wise, old soul’s experiences with us.

He started with apologies, then he was talking of the (other) voice always present in him, that he was going to ask him, and he was going to mediate the voice’s message. And he didn’t do anything else but started talking with a quiet, calm and determined tone. Sometimes he stopped tol isten, asked the inner voice if the voice serioiusly meant it, and we only giggled.

he was talking about the parts of the universe, that everything is alive, even if they don’t seem alive for us. Eveything has it’s pace, time: people, bacteria, animals, stones, minerals, everything. I would even add that there is difference between the time of individual people as well. What can be annoying for me, is not necessarily the source of stress for someone else. If I don’t want to live in my own time,but in someone else’s, I won’t enjoy myself, especially when the time is faster than it should be.

The lifestyle dictated by the human world to me is unbearably fast. But it is me who decides whether to run with it, or to get out.

There was a Hungarian expat Swedish philosopher artist, Ladislaus Horatius (born Horvath Laszlo) who in the begining of the nineties (1993) had a scandalous action called the Turtle Operation: he pulled the emergency breaks on the famous Swedish supertrain X2000. When he was inpeached he replied: it has speeded up too much.

I think I stop here and get out of the supertrain. Anyways I already started feeling sick. If i go on foot from here, i might be able to see something of the landscape,  I can even start a chat with someone or something, a human, an animal, a stone. As Brodey says don’t try to be someone else than you already are. This is my time, I can’t operate on other frequencies. Fortunately I’ve found the emergency breaks.

This is a translation of a previous post in Hungarian.