Fanø Free Folk festival # 7 part 2

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Greetings! This Sunday morning…

I´ve been editing more concerts from the Fanø Free Folk Festival these last couple of days. Enjoyable work. I uploaded the set with Sophie Cooper, with that brilliant loop pedal I mentioned in the last post about the festival; Fanø Free Folk Festival # 7 part 1

Here´s Sophie Cooper: (Delphine Dora also joins her towards the end).

Great to experience something unusual, something not seen before. At least to me, this was new and refreshing.

If the films that I have made stop and start from time to time, it´s because they are shot and uploaded in HD quality, so the files are rather big. I have tried to upload in a smaller format, but the pictures become grainy. So. It´s up to the quality of streaming power and flashplayer that makes the difference between smooth viewing and non smoothe. I think that pretty soon all devices and streaming will adapt to deal with the HD sizes.

Here is one more piece from the Sunday programme. Flygtningestemmer. Voices of refugees. It´s a pretty long film. That´s because I care deeply about the issue of refugees, I always have. Back in 1990, 18 years old, I was the leader of a local group of Sos Racism. We helped the newly arrived asylum seekers, showing them around town, involving them in voluntary work projects such as helping to paint an old people´s home… we arranged a women´s cafe once a month at the asylum centre, where we locked the door and drew the curtains, and off came the abayas, and all the infants were laid on the pool table to sleep once they had been fed… and we cooked great meals together, and they taught us bellydancing and told us dirty jokes…!! Hahaha… I remember I got so surprised. These ladies, whome on the street were all wrapped up in their burkas, almost invisible. Behind closed doors they were anything but invisible. Great characters. A lot of fun to hang with.

Yeah. So I include the stories between the songs here, about the project, and Nour´s thoughts on being in his situation… Thumbs up for international meetings and co creating music to share important stories!

 

I have also edited together a series of glimpses from the Friday happenings. A couple of the acts I have also made longer concert films out of. You find it all on my Youtube channel, which bares my name; Lene Kaltwasser Henriksen.

I have not turned every act into a separate video. Because one, it takes a lot of time to edit. And two, not all my recordings are good enough, I really need to get hold of a small tripod with a tilt-and-pan-handle… Three, there are gigs where I have only filmed a couple of minutes, because I was tired or needed air / it became too intense for me… (Not meaning to say the music I have filmed less, is less great than the music I have filmed in full, of course). There are also a handful gigs I didn´t film at all.

So. With that said, here´s a compilation of the Friday programme:

(The Great Park, Tidebound, Rasmus Kjær, Uhrbrand/Bjørslev/Brodde, Rowan Coupland, Eric Arn, Boucheloud and Christian Pallin).

Yeah. So. That´s what I´ve got for now. I´m in the process of editing a similar piece from the Saturday programme. The Sunday artists I have covered as individual pieces, minus Ghost flute and Dice, because I was exhausted that morning and couldn´t make it to the Forsamlingshus (House of Gatherings) until Sophie Cooper´s set. I´m only human. All those mindblowing gigs, and beers and coffee punches into the early hours of two mornings on the row…

Here is a video of Ghost Flute and Dice I found on Youtube. Darn, it´s so annoying I missed this, man!

Okay.

Ps, if you go to my blog´s facebook page; Kaltwasser Heart Matters, and give it a like, then you will be notified every time I publish a new blogpost. I share every new post onto that page.
I write about my life on Fanø, about spirituality, about vocal sound therapy which is my profession… I share some of my (video-)poetry, talk about sexuality, equality, cultural events and… yeah. Anything that is in my heart to talk about, and that matters to me.

I will publish this blogpost now and get ready for the Red Cross event this afternoon, for refugees and their local friends to gather and eat some cake. That´s gonna be nice.

Fanø has taken more refugees than any other kommune /county in Denmark, related to the size of population. (3000 people live here).
We are proud of that fact, and also proud to say that we have great success stories from the integrating of Bosnians and Burmese citizens, and now we welcome our new Syrian neighbours and make an active effort to meet them and show them what life on Fanø is all about.

I´m a member of the ngo Kulturelt Samråd, and we arranged a welcome party for the Syrians last April. With Syrian and Danish folkmusic and folkdancing, and an international cake buffet. 35 nationalities are represented in the Fanø population! You can read all about that splendid day we shared, here: People Meet! An event to welcome refugees

I actually think this event should be copied by cities and counties across Europe. To organize an arena where we can communicate as equals, without so much need for verbal language. We can appreciate good cakes together, and dance and laugh…. be human beings together,  showing interest in eachother´s  cultural expressions… Yeah…

We had a wonderful welcome speech written by the leader of our ngo, and we had one of the newly arrived Syrians with us on stage, translating it  into Arabic, so everyone got the message…

Aaaaanyways. Yes. It´s all described in that other blogpost there. People meet.

And so we also did at the Free Folk Festival. Thank you so much for that weekend. I will edit a compilation of the Saturday programme, and make one last blogpost about the festival.

See you!   🙂

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Fanø Free Folk Festival # 7 part 1

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Dear folks. Free and unfree ones. There is this festival. It´s set on the tiny isle where I live. It happened for the 7.time this year.

There was 120 tickets available for sale. Yes, that is the correct number. One hundred and twenty. They were sold out before the programme was ready! Before the acts were in place and announced, people hastened to get hold of tickets. That´s pretty special. Why like this?! One might wonder. And so I asked the man who has created this event, and here´s what he has to say about why:

(It may sound like 19 minutes is a long interview, but I simply left it unedited because I think the conversations flows so naturally  and there is nothing said that isn´t interesting and relevant. So. Enjoy).

So the festival started out as a gathering of friends who played music. And has grown each year. The whole event is one backstage area. The musicians, the volunteers and the audience all hang out together, stand in the buffet queue together, camp in tents… No hotel, no vip zone, no distance between the festival participants.
It creates such a friendly, laid-back atmosphere. I´ve been to a few festivals in my life, but this one has a tremendous feel to it, unlike anything else I have experienced.

Well. Listen to the interview for more in depth descriptions on this score. Rasmus puts it so well that it´s hard to describe it in written words after hearing him explain it.

Let me share with you the gig-vids I have managed to edit so far. (I will make some more video from the festival, but I´ve just been so busy the last few weeks, as I described in my blog post from yesterday,  Autumn routine is upon us! )

Here is a young Finnish woman. I tell you, hers will be a world famous name! That´s one of Rasmus´ talents; finding great quality artists. This woman uses her voice only. Studying traditional Scandinavian singing… She totally blew my mind. Catch this:

(If the opening song feels too intense for you, skip forward, her set is diverse and exciting, her use of the voice is truely unique, yeah I will actually call it horizon-widening)!

 

Another one of my favourite concerts, was Arlt, from France. A couple, I believe they must be, at least there seems to be  a really good chemistry between the two of them. I don´t understand French, so I don´t get the lyrics, which for me often stands for at least 50% of the meaning of a musical experience. But these people, with their melodies, rhythms and energy,  just… filled me with joy! Catch:

If the video stops as you play it, it may because of the speed of streaming in your local system. I film with a new phone, and I have tried to upload to youtube in a smaller format but it made it grainy, so I stick to the HD.

I hope the artists approve of my editing. I see the editing programme as my creative instrument. Choosing elements, combining them in the right bite sizes and order… I love this activity.
I play the piano myself (had 6 years´ training with a teacher as a kid), and I play hand drums, and love to sing and to dance. Music is to me… on the top 5 list of most imortant things in life. Maybe even top 3. (“There´s also food and sex, but… yeah maybe top 3”, me and a female musician agreed, out in the beduin tent during the festival…)

Here I should paste a video from the tent, but I haven´t edited that one yet. Let me find a still for you, it´s such a beautiful tent:

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I took these pictures Sunday afternoon, as the festival was ending. The guy on the ladder is Fanø´s own (very) sound guy Frode, and as well as steering sound he also owns this tent. Proud to say he´s a friend of mine, and he plays small informal gigs with my husband from time to time. Oh, and the woman who agreed with me about music being on the top 3 list of greatest things in life, she´s sitting right there, next to David! They were passing a ukulele around, singing… such a beautiful shared timebubble shared there. I felt so lucky being part of it.

Many times during the festival, I just felt so moved. Tearful, choking up. But not sad, just moved. To be part of this…group of strangers who treated eachother like friends… Year after year, the same volunteers come back, and some of the musicians come back, familiar faces though I know we don´t actually know eachother…but then again somehow we do, we know that we love this way of being relaxed and open together, and that´s plenty enough known, for all of us  sending eachother wide smiles from the heart…

Hard to describe the undescribable. Huh.   🙂
Anyways. Me and my words.
Moving swiftly on:

THIS is an exciting Danish act; ML Buch:

And so is this; Kloster:

Every time I go to the Freefolk festival, I discover something completely new and different. Like Rasmus said. It is so refreshing and inspiring! Some of the acts are too “noisy” or “weird” for me, but I still enjoy the experience of discovering them, to know that such music exists, and obviously is appreciated immensely by other festival guests, so my taste is not… something to define quality or popularity by… just another person´s personal experience…    🙂

This was the biggest name in the programme this year, I dare say.
Sadly, I went outside during sound check, coz they asked us to. By the time I was to go back inside, it was so crowded I simply couldn´t film!
So I caught a glimpse through a window, just… But a nice glimpse it surely is. I will check out her music more, no doubt about that.

The guy playing together with Josephine there, gave a solo concert earlier that day:

Rarely have I seen a guitar played that… mezmerizingly… I totally dig what he does….drumming on the guitar while he plays it… And the…his voice…what can I say… “clean…pure…”?

I had to stop myself from crying when he sang! His voice went straight to my heart or soul or. Essence. And again, I do not understand Spanish! So it´s not the words. It´s his voice.
I told him so too, whilst we were in the bar queue.
Sadly I was too slow to buy one of his albums, they were sold out in a couple of minutes after he finished playing! I wanted to give it to my husband, who also plays the guitar. Luckily I found Victor on Youtube, so I could show my husband that…

Oh. And then there was THIS guy. My Goodness. What a… wow. Just.

Him, Rowan, and Michael from Kloster, also gave an acoustic set Sunday night, at Fajancen; a small local restaurant in the village where the festival takes place. Very cheap tickets. Giving the locals a chance to get a taste of what goes on at the festival…. I haven´t edited those recordings yet… hopefully I can make a good piece out of that concert as well.

The festival went on in Sønderho Forsamlingshus (community centre), and also in Sønderho Church! Here is one of the concerts I filmed there. In one piece, unedited, as i just couldn´t put the camera down! I love church organs… This is experimental. I find it very interesting.

I will try to make a compilation of shorter pieces, from the gigs that I didn´t manage to film in full, or from a satisfying angle. There are also a couple of acts that I just didn´t see at all. At one point Saturday evening, I actually had to go for a long walk and Get Away from Sound! I was so…filled to the brim, couldn´t take one more note in…! Sat down on the grass, leaning my back against the wall of one of those quaint little village houses there, for a while… turning my attention towards listening to my own breathing! … Yes one CAN get some, satisfaction. There IS a point of Enough. Cup floweth over.   🙂

Anyways. I think this is the last of the ready edited and uploaded videos I have made… I soooo want that loop thingy Sophie´s got there!
🙂

Hmmmm…. it hasn´t been uploaded, I was sure I had done that. And now it seems Youtube´s got some trouble uploading it, seems to have stopped half way through the process.

Well. I think I will just let that un-watchable video of no video, be a cliffhanger, then, and share it in a part two post about the seventh FreeFolkFestival.
This post is already rather lengthy, and I will have to make a part two anyways, to make use of the rest of my recordings.

So. Bare with me!
I´ll be back, like that famous Austrian once said.
Hasta la vista, baby!

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Autumn routine is upon us!

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Gracious. Hi.

I haven´t updated the blog since 21/7!

It´s because two days after that, I attended the Fanø Free Folk Festival #7, and filmed a lot. Spent the following couple of days editing and uploading gig-vids to Youtube/Facebook. (I will write a separate blogpost or two about the festival). Here´s a picture from one of the outdoor concerts…

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Then I had to stop editing gigs to go to Germany and buy tons of beer, wine and soft drinks, snacks and barbecue goods, for my husband’s big birthday party coming up.

Back home same day, and next day, Wednesday, I almost single handedly tore down the kitchen wall! (With a little help from my friends, but. Mostly me. I will indeed claim that fame).

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Day after that, I was incredibly smashed. Cleaned up all the fine brick-wall dust. Day after that, Danish family members came and put up a tent in our garden, they were going to a party on the island. Lovely to see them and their two daughters again.

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That same evening, the first of my 21 Norwegian family members arrived in their campervan. So I drove out and had a hug and a short chat with them.

Next day was Saturday, and more Norwegian clan members arrived, came by for a hug and left again to settle into their rented summerhouses. My bonus-son and grandson arrived as well, and we spent the day in their splendid company. They stayed the night.

Sunday was my husband Helge´s 60.birthday, and we woke him up with a song and guitarstrings and presents. As is our tradition.

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In the afternoon arrived my 21 Norwegians, plus neighbours and friends. Sadly, son and grandson had to go back to Copenhagen as the newborn baby brother wasn´t feeling too well. But Helge´s cousin showed up with her Norwegian cousin, hence representing the Danish side of the family… a very lovely time was had in our garden. My mom had written a song for him, and so had I. Great presents, and laughs, and dancing on the grass, and 7 cousin-kids bouncing on the trampoline…

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The next day, my poor husband had to start work again. My family stayed for a week, and every day we met up and went different places all together or in smaller groups, barbecuing in the different summerhouses… It was absolutely ACE.

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Well. My grand dad then died during that week. Karl Normann Kaltwasser. Blessed be his Eternal Light.

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Luckily one of his daughters was there in Haugesund, with him and my grandma. He had been waiting to be allowed to die. So that was a relief, as well as sad, of course. For once I was not alone whilst receiving the message of someone in the family passing, so that was… nice… And my grandma sent me money for a plane ticket home for the funeral. Which moved me a lot. So I waved good bye to my mom and sisters on the Sunday, saying “See you Wednesday!” instead of “See you at christmas!”….

I have often been abroad when someone close died. And have not prioritized to go to the funeral. Thinking I could light a candle at home and be together with them in Spirit. What I have realized later on, though, is the importance of gathering with the other family members left behind. To be together in the grieving, to remember and honour the departed, and to learn about that persons life, actually, through the stories people tell at a funeral… So I wanted to go to this one. Even before my grandma sent me money. Plane made it a lot easier than my planned journey with train and ferry. (Which would have been much cheaper but taken a lot more time as well).

Tuesday was my youngest daughter´s first day of school! So that was a big day, and she was extremely proud and excited…

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Wednesday I flew to my childhood home town, spent a great evening talking with my mom and her fellow.

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Thursday was the funeral, in a beautiful chappel, where a woman played “O Mein Papa” on trumpet, which was a song my grand dad´s father actually used to play on his trumpet, hanging from a light pole on his way home from parties, goes the story….. It was very emotional to listen to that. From my seat, holding my sister´s hand, I could see three duos and a trio of family members embracing eachother. I will never forget that picture. Real care. Or how to put it. Seeking comfort from eachother. My pack. Proud to say I´m one of them.

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The round window, the cross and the dove are on the ceiling, right above the white, flower covered coffin…

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After the funeral we went and had coffee, sandwhiches and cake. Speeches. Lovely. Everyone from the holiday week was there, plus a handful more of us. Around 40 all together, I reckon. Fine hours.

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When that was finished, my childhood´s best friend picked me up, and I spent the night at her house. Fantastic to catch up, been way too long. Stayed with her until she took me to the airport next afternoon. (Annoying I didn´t take a selfie of us. Took a picture of her kids, though, to show my kids back home how much they´ve grown since we last saw them)! Brilliant children, I dig these three wonderful characters!

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On the airport I sat down at the gate and decided I now had time to check my Facebook messages. There, one of my good old mates said that she was sitting waiting for a plane to Copenhagen. As was I!! Just from a different airport! So of course we overjoyously agreed to meet at the airport in Copenhagen. Hahaaa…!

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How wicked is that?! We got an hour and a half together, a beer at the airport, and the train ride into town. Then I jumped off the train one station before her and swoosh, onto an other train back home. Arrived 21.30 (930 pm), and everyone was fast asleep. So I ate and went to bed.

Next day, Saturday, we dropped the kids off at our friends´ place to stay the night, whilst we drove to some other friends to celebrate the couple´s double 40th birthdays! Great food, great people, and great music with my husband´s Not Big Bot Band (I have written about them before on the blog)… Sadly I was so tired, I fell asleep in the middle of conversation on the coach! But hey. Forgivable after the weeks I had just lived through, huh?

Next day we picked the kids up and I just fell asleep most of the day.
Following day, up 0630 for school. And kindergarten. And then. Boom. Time to myself. To relax, be alone, do nada. Meaning doze and doze, until picking the kindergarten kid up again at 1 pm.

Wednesday and Thursday eve I had meetings with people and an ngo… Boy was I glad to see Friday arrive. Switch off that torturing alarm clock!

Today is Saturday and I have actually slept for 3 hours out here in my listening hut in the garden! So right now I´m feeling rather fresh. Just uploaded to Facebook an album of photos from the family week… wish I could share facebook posts straight over to my blog, but it doesn´t seem doable…

But yeah. So I put my 4-yearold to bed reading him a book and singing to him whilst scratching his back. And then I thought, NOW. I can finally update my blog again!!

So here I am now. Finding my feet after the eventful Summerweeks.

Now the blog is brought to the here. So I pause, and an other day soon, I will write that next blogpost, from the fantastic Fanø Free Folk Festival. Yup.

🙂

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