Fanø Free Folk Festival # 9 Sat-/Sunday Programme

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Good morning! Here comes the second part of the compilation from Fanø Free Folk Festival # 9. Impressions from 10 of the acts from the festival´s Saturday and Sunday programme.

Part one, from the Friday´s programme, you can check out here: Fanø Free Folk Festival # 9; Friday Programme.   🙂

I also wrote there about how I feel about this year´s amazing festival, and the festival in general. So I can´t really repeat that here. Please read the Friday programme post.

The acts I did not get covered in Saturday and Sunday´s programme, were Western Skies Motel, Simon Joyner and Nicole Hogstrand. My apologies to these artists. Like I explained in the last post, I edited video during the festival, and also needed a couple of breaks off site. I´m sure these acts were as brilliant as the ones I did manage to cover.

It´s actually lucky I got so much filmed, as my phone was messing with me. It´s 2 years old now, and hence ancient and dying, apparently. It recorded until the middle of Faun Fables, last band Saturday. Then just plainly refused to film any more. Said it had no room, though it had 12 giga. I don´t know why it did a comeback Sunday, but I´m very grateful. 🙂

Faun Fables blew me away. The two incredibly strong voices, the intense energy, the movements with the drumsticks and the fiddle, base and guitar… The communication and timing between the two musicians… the storytelling, elements from mythology, theatre, opera… I will most def go to another concert with them if i get the chance. And I have found them on Spotify. I even bought the t-shirt. And had a long talk with them both on Sunday. Very inspiring people. Felt like catching up with old friends. Fellow passionately mellow tribesmen… Don´t know quite how to describe it, but their performance was an eye opener to me on several levels.

There was also American Sarah Louise´s beautiful solo singing… and her duo House & Land… there was the lovely French lady with the harp and the other strange string instruments, there was of course German Limpe Fuchs and her fantastic percussion installation (I never knew stone slates can sing…) There was the cross nordic group of young women wearing masks… and the soothing sound of Calming River from the UK… And the session in the community house ended with an international trio that mixes genres and made me actually dance with the camera! Hence the unstable ending of the compilation, in the last song there.

I´m not apologizing. I simply couldn´t stop myself, and thought I´d experiment with filming whilst dancing… it´s the eternal conflict for me, as I love to dance. But also to film. When to shoot and when to just dance. Is the question. I can see that it wasn´t ideal to mix the two. But until u try, u´ll never know, u know. The sound of the clip is great, so I´ll live with the grooving camera moving. As I always say, I´m far too perfect to be a perfectionist. 🙂 I wish the band had continued that super build up of strings and drum there, I reckon the whole audience had been up on their feet dancing extatically after 5 more minutes of that stuff!

I have seen this handheld tripod thing in a facebook add, where it keeps your phone camera stable as u run, even… It costs a bit. But I reckon it has to go on my xmas wish list.

Anyways. Here is the video. And as I said in the last post, get in touch if you´re in the material and want something edited out. Also, feel free to connect with me on Facebook and Youtube. On my Youtube channel there´s many videos from FreeFolk # 7 and # 8 as well. You find me under my name, Lene Kaltwasser Henriksen.

(My blog also has its own fb page; Kaltwasser Heart Matters. And I have a page for my work with sound healing: Kaltwasser Vocal Sound Therapy. If you are interested, then give my pages a thumbs up and be notified when I post on my blog or about sound therapy).

In the category “Fanoe my home island” on my blog here, you find what I´ve written and filmed previous years from Fanø Free Folk Festival, as well as other words and images from the island.

Already looking forward to FFFF # 10 !!! 🙂

Thank you, all of you, for the wonderful atmosphere and the great sounds. I feel inspired, energized and filled up with good vibrations!

Here´s the second and last of this year´s compilations. Hope u dig!

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Fanø Free Folk Festival # 9; Friday Programme

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Hi there. It´s 02 am & I just woke up after 3 hours´ sleep. Rather peculiar, since I returned from the Fanø Free Folk Festival earlier this eve, where I´ve stayed in a tent all weekend and I slept not quite enough hours. (Understatement.  Friday I went to bed 06.30 in the Saturday morning, and woke up in the hot sunshiny tent 09.30…)!

But ok.  I can sleep more later, I feel very awake now. Energized by the weekend. I enjoy typing away in the quiet of the night, and it is a big satisfaction for me to finally get the Friday compilation loaded up to youtube, as I´ve been working at it since noon! Had all kinds of technical problems. Won´t bore you with that.

It has been yet another simply fantastically wonderful Freefolk Festival. I don´t know which swear words to use, really, to give that sentence power.  The amazing line-up of talent. The atmosphere at the concerts, where the audience really are there to LISTEN even when it becomes late in the evening. The 120 tickets that are sold out every year BEFORE the programme is ready! Coz we all know it´s gonna be great artists, and a lot of the same happy faces that have been there all the 9 years this has been going on… I have written about the festival before, this is my third year to be there as a video blogger, but I´ve been at the festival, I think all the years but once.

Check out the posts from earlier in my blog category here, called “Fanoe my home island”.  This is the 5.time I write about it. Of course there are also videos on my youtube channel, both compilations and longer films of single acts.

This year I have tried something new, I´ve edited video during the festival. Was allowed to use a local friend´s house as a safe laptop keeping base. Hence I could edit a couple of hours here and there, when I needed a break from the music. Because I do need breaks. It is really intense listening, all this experimental  folk, electronica… loop pedals, synths, percussion, drones… artists who use their voice in unusual ways… who mix genres… Fantastically interesting.

And intense. I love intense. But my nervous system needs a breather in the programme, I´ve noticed. And I have talked to a couple of my fellow local-citizen festival guests this weekend, and I´ve come to realize they feel the same way. They too walk away from site to catch their breath for a minute here and there. 🙂 I don´t say this as a criticism, more as a compliment, really. It is not just any kind of easy listening populistic fun fair, this festival. It is for people who enjoy being challenged, to hear something never heard before, to listen to ways of doing things that are not necessarily shaped to please the listener, but shaped to make an expressional effect important to the maker of the message/music…

Yeah, you catch my drift. I´m a huge, huge fan of this festival. I organize my Summers around the date where it takes place, making sure I´m home for it.

Well. About the video. I´m sticking to compilations this year. Because I´m hosting a family party with 50 guests in a week. I don´t have the time to sit and enjoy the editing process. I´m sorry about that. But ok, such is life. It is possible that I make longer films with just single acts in them. For example of the Irish fiddlers´ show in the church Friday. In the compilation from the Friday programme, I have picked just one of their songs, and it is not representative of their performance. I have picked the song because I recognize it, and I enjoy hearing it in this different version. And also it is way quicker for me to edit a set song than to go into deep listening to stretches of improvisations and building up of tapestry, musical thread by musical thread… (borrowed metaphor there, from the Irish gentleman´s own description of their work method)…

Same with the other artists. I have made fast decisions, and just present short appetizers from the programme. Two of the Friday concerts are not represented, as I didn´t see them. These acts are “EKKO & The Syrian Roots”, (DK/SY) and “Fru Skagerak”, (DK/NO/SE). My apologies to the artists. I´m only human. And I do my best, sincerely.

I have edited it “as short as I could”. But one clip I just could not shorten. So they got 9 minutes out of the 19. That´s a  freedom I give myself as a blogger; to spend extra attention on the acts I love the most. But like I said, there are many of the acts that deserve longer films, by themselves, and maybe I get the time to do some of this after the summer holiday.

The reason for making compilations, for me, is really to make like a string of pearls where we get an impression of the programme as a whole. And hopefully also an impression of the lovely atmosphere in the room during the concerts. The listening audience, often lying down on the floor with eyes closed. Little children, and a dog or two. I feel so happy there.

I haven´t filmed from the tent or tables outside this year. I have done this in little glimpses in earlier compilations. I like to share in a personal way, but I don´t share what feels private. So although it is nice to see happy people partying, enjoying conversations and late night jam session or folk dancing on the festival site… it is kind of private, backstage, intimate moments.

I always try to present people so they look good. And if I´m in doubt as to whether they´d be ok with a clip of them becoming public, then I don´t use that clip. To me these are essential balances to keep. The respect for those whose images I catch in my fishing net / the camera. To treat people with care and integrity. Being trust worthy. That is a status we earn, through our actions.

I go to the task of video documentation with humbleness and gratitude. I know these are words seldom used in everyday language, but. Hey, this is my blog, I have my permission to express  myself freely, experimenting with phrasing and openness any way I feel like … Like all my fellow, free flowing freaks … 🙂

Freak said in the most loving way. Weird is wonderful!If everyone would allow themselves to be authentic, unafraid to stand out and be different from peers, parents and co workers… well, then this world would simply be such a much better place!   🙂

Until this becomes a reality, I´m so lucky I have our festival to go to, this one weekend a year. Thank Goodness for this blissful oasis of friendliness, fun and so many freakily fantastic feelgood factors! (F.x. the amazing vegetarian buffets and the midnight snacks. I LOVE it)!

Here, hope you dig. The Friday programme compilation. Any comments are welcome, and if anyone portrayed in the clips want something edited out, don´t be afraid to contact me and say so. You find me on Facebook/messenger most easily, under my name, Lene Kaltwasser Henriksen.

Ciao for now, and I´ll be back with a compilation of the Saturday programme as soon as poss. I only filmed glimpses from 3 of the acts today (Sunday), but if the recordings look fine, I´ll include them in my Saturday compilation piece.

Best wishes!

Lene

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Baby care in my single mother years

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Hello this … Thursday … morning. Half past 09. But. Still sleepy morning in our holiday rhythm here. Where kids get to bed 10-11 pm. Once the sun is down…

I´ve been asked in a comment if I can write something about being alone with a newborn child. Very good suggestion. And I should be able to, as I was a single mother with my first born daughter, from pregnancy until she was 2 and a half.

It was a shock to have the first child. I think it must be for every mother. A mother is born as well as a child that day. I remember saying to my aunt, that it felt like having my heart taken out of my body, holding it in my hand, knowing that from now on, every moment, I have to look after this inner organ first, before I tend to the rest of me. 🙂 Everything else goes on hold. Espccially when you are the only caretaker in the home. Forget about that sleep. It has to wait. And clean the house?! I had a girlfriend help me go shopping. She bought foodstuffs to cook with, and then instant energizers such as yoghurt. So that I after breastfeeding could get some energy in me, so I could face the work of cooking…

It was hard. My daughter had colic. Every single day from 0 to 3 months of age, she would cry and scream and cry. I had to lay her down on our bed some times, leave the room and go into the other room of the flat, to get half a minute´s time to breathe. Fantasies on throwing the baby out the window, thank Goodness I had read this is normal, or I would have felt extremely frightened and guilty by my own thoughts and feelings in those moments…

Well. Once she was 3 months old, life became extremely peaceful. I could actually sit down in the evenings with her, instead of walking, carrying her, hour after hour. We had a cat. He´d been born same date as my daughter, in my flat, one year prior to her. He would lie in bed with us whilst we were breastfeeding, holding one paw on baby´s head and the other paw on my shoulder, spinning, watching over us. So sweet.

I felt with my newborn, like a lion mother. This was the image that came to me, in the hospital, I remember. Just so protective, and filled with new, or blossomed, instinct, to protect, to make sure everything´s okay around us… I felt to be in the innermost corner of a cave with my child, the most safe place, undisturbed by aggravating noise from half present, unaware people, talking about things that don´t matter. Chit chatter.

Well. I became a mother, all of a sudden, and. Though it was hard, it was also the best thing that had ever happened to me. I was needed, and important, now a leader. Deeply loved. We were twosomeness. Communication. Emotions. Empathy. These “things” that mean the most to me. Now it all came in handy, not just burdens of my personality, standing out as weird and misunderstood, but central character traits in me that were a blessing, and a need, for my child.

We did everything together. Were everywhere together. Of course. We spent a weekend a month at my parents´, who lived 3 hours further down the west coast of Norway. But even there, though we had company, it was still me and her that were connected at the hip, so to speak. Because I was her world. And she was mine.

It just felt natural, to be honest. I got used to managing things alone. For example I remember being in a cafe with her on my hip, big babychair in the other hand, and then pushing a door open with my elbow and shoulder for us to get through. Some stranger came rushing to open the door for us. Only then did I realize that I could have asked for help. But in a home with a baby and only one adult, there´s no one to turn to. So you get used to just fixing everything moment to moment, as best you can. And you realize that you´re capable of fixing the strangest, most difficult stuff, with just one hand, baby on your hip. 🙂

I had a beautiful baby basket hanging above the foot end of my bed. The bedroom was small and the roof slanted. She slept there a couple of half nights, but I realized that I took her up to feed her in my bed after a couple of hours anyways, so she just moved over into my bed and we used the basket for swinging in the daytime. We also had a jump harness.  I strapped her in, it was attached to the ceiling, I put on some happy music and we danced and jumped about together, every evening for months and months.  Laughing and joking. Very fond memories.

We created routines together. I had not been much for routines before her arrival. But with my daughter came a set rhythm of mealtimes, playtime, let´s go for a walk-to-the playground-time… Every morning started with us going downstairs to let in our beloved cat, Puma Pyjamas. (He was orange and grey in sand beachy stripes, looked like a pyjamas when he was tiny and thin inside his skin…) As an adult, he was a strong, half Norwegian wood cat, very handsome and extremely gentle and loving. I remember one time, my daughter was crawling after him to pet him / pull his ear, and he leapt up and left just before she reached him… he did it once, twice, three times. The toddler just thought it was a game. He was tired after the long night outside. Then he sat down, mid floor. My daughter crawled over to him and pulled his ear. I could actually see on his face he was fed up. He lifted his arm, claws well pulled in, and hit her one on the top of her head!! She stopped in her tracks. Didn´t cry. But I could see the message was clear. No more! Stop this! She never chased him again. Nor pulled his ears. Big brother had spoken and she got it, loud and clear!

It was amazing to be the three of us. Puma was also very useful in teaching her empathy. To be careful. Noticing others´needs. Every time she approached him, for weeks on end, I´d say “careful! A-aaah….”, showing her not to pull at his fur, but to pet him gently, helping her practice stroking his back, until she had mastered the gentle touching. Then one day she was crawling towards the edge of the bed, I shouted “Careful!”, and she immediately replied “A-aaaa”, and stroked the bed gently! Hahahaha….

I remember once we were in this church, where they had organized playtime for single parents with kids. They had this massive floor space with toys, and they gave free lunch at the end of the play session. We had to join in the singing of some christian songs, but I could live with that in exchange for some social hours with other adults! Plus my daughter was too young to get the fear inducing lyrics of some of the songs.

Point is, one day there was this Russian mother there with her twin sons. She spoke no Norwegian and hardly any English. She was clearly exhausted, and the boys were acting out, very hard to keep up with. All of a sudden one of her boys had scratched my daughter so she was bleeding from quite a deep scratch on her nose! She cried, and I comforted her. Then the Russian mother came over and was so upset, apologizing in her very limited English…. My daughter, age 18 months, looked at her and went over and gave her a long hug!! The Russian mother teared up. I shall never forget that moment. I realized my daughter´s empathic skills were top notch.

What more can I say… I just always followed what felt natural to me with my kids. Followed their lead in many ways. Gave them what they needed. Breast fed for years. Carried them. Shared my bed with them. Still do some times, and they enjoy sleeping with each other. Tons of free quality time to be gained from co sleeping. Helps us all feel connected, safe, emotionally secure and loved. Actually people who co sleep also move in and out of REM sleep together! I´ve read… I also read that my natural instinct methods are probably aligned with what they call Attachment Parenting.

Gave them what they needed. Not what they wanted. Not sugar, and too late bedtimes. Not every toy, and candy when we´re out shopping. One of the most important words to teach them, is “no”. To accept it and move on with grace. A gentle no, but a solid one. Followed up by “when mommy says no, it´s no”. Until that second sentence is no longer needed.

A “no” that comes as rarely as possible. I only use it when it is necessary. If I can, I say yes, or “maybe later”. I stretch for my children´s will, and that has the nice consequence of them stretching for my will, too. What I show them, they copy. They are so eager to co operate, it´s very moving. All they want is to be seen, understood and loved as they are. And leading by example, I receive the same from them, they try to understand me and love me as I am.

Apart from the magic of a steady, rare, but calm and solid “no”, there is the word “thank you”. Very important word. And then “I´m sorry”. Once there´s siblings, especially. “I´m sorry” doesn´t necessarily mean you did something wrong, but the recipient of what you did, feels hurt by it somehow. So you just say “I´m sorry”, because you did not mean to hurt her/him. I want this phrase to come automatically and easily, like it does from Brits in the supermarket. “Oh, I´m sorry” they will say if they bump into you whilst reaching for the milk. I like that. It creates smoothe social interaction, and stops friction. People need respect.

Another word that is important to teach them, I realized once I got the two youngest children, who are only almost 2 years apart… is “STOP!” Not necessarily shouted, but said very very clearly. And then followed up by a parent looking up, saying “She said stop! Did you not hear it?” if the behaviour continues. And then if still no respect, to walk over and remove the non listening child and say “It is very important to stop when someone says stop, because you also want your sister to stop when you say stop to her. If you don´t stop when she says it, then she will also not stop when you say stop.”

I mean it. I have used short explanations like this again and again, for phases uf their upbringing. It took ages before the youngest would stop biting his siblings! For example. Doesn´t make him evil or stupid. Makes him natural for his age.

Bad behaviour that can be ignored, I ignore, and it stops. Good behaviour gets tons of positive attention, and hence is strengthened. And then there is the biting etc. Which, before “stop!” can be used, is handled by taking the troublemaker, sitting her/him down and looking into her/his eyes, our eyes level, saying “no”  in a basetone voice. They get it. From day one.

Then follow up with “Look! She´s crying! Pooooor so-and-so… That hurt!”

Empathy is a learnt character trait. Scaringly enough. These days with kids going into institutionalized care from 8 months of age…. who teaches them this one on one coaching that they need, to learn empathy and respecting others? It takes so much time and close attention. It CAN NOT be taught in a big group to the level it can in a twosome adult-child constellation.

My kids started kindergarten age 2. I could then feel they needed more stimulation than I managed to give them. They were safe and sound, ready to explore wider horizons. Great! They have all had half day care only. 9am to 1pm. And when I picked them up, they were tired and needed to come home and rest. Their ears, eyes, minds. Life in a big group of peers and adults is stimulating and fun, and also stressful, demanding.

So now they are age 13, 8 and 6. My youngest starts school after this summer holiday. I will really miss walking into the kindergarten in the mornings, greeting all the children there, having conversations with them all, learning their names. I love children for their openness, honesty, vulnerability. Loving hearts. Trust. Laughter. They are my favourite kind of people. 🙂

I think I will have to find a way to work with children. Not as a teacher in school, but. Maybe through the sound therapy or hypnosis. I don´t know yet. Time will tell, though. I rest assured.

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Manifestation Time

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Hello there, from my flying carpet, as I have started calling my beloved double mattress on the floor. 🙂

Summer hols mode, my young kids (6 & 8) went to sleep as late as 11 pm, poor little mites. We spent the whole day in Esbjerg Museum of Fishing, with the aquariums and feeding of seals and. Nice place. Picnic on playground. After a quick coffee / icecream to end the session, we went to a BILKA (mall) and lo and behold we found a cheap bicycle for our little boy. He needs the next size up. We have inherited and old one, but it will take both money and working hours to get that one running. So we got this new one instead. Demo model. Last year´s fashion. Hence cheap. Perfect. 🙂

I´m very excited and busy these last few days. My new expensive course has started. Ryan Eliason´s Visionary Business School. (Plus another one I also enrolled in, a pilot project hence not so costly, by Malene Bendtsen. Also very interesting).

I have so much to learn! It is quite… I won´t say overwhelming, but. One thing is the technical stuff I have to learn, about platform and funnels and. But then I will have to learn to love marketing. And using myself as my brand. Or. To be the change. Which involves working on mindset. Which is not new to me, I am a trained hypnotist after all. And have done a course with John Assaraf as well, and listened to Esther Hicks for years…

But. Still. Revolutionary success.  It takes all my courage. My mind brings on waves of doubt, fear… And my homework is to present my purpose, mission and vision…! In our facebook group, with a team of coaches cheering us on, giving feedback…. Fuck, I´m loving it! I´m scared by it all, and I´m loving it immensely at the same time. Just like the teacher predicted. I´m in good hands. Of this I feel certain. And when that part is certain, all is well, really.

So I will be doing intense studies this autumn. On several fronts, but all shedding light on the same issue; the digital economy of online teaching.

Learn to integrate all my passions, life experience and education, into sellable packages of information, as well as services like conversations, sound therapy and with time hypnosis. Can´t wait to get to understand how the … to create this!

But I have to take a break from the studying the next 3 weeks. As we are approaching the date for my eldest daughter´s confirmation. 60 guests in the community hall. Hired chef, got a speech to write… tablecloth and table plan (who sits where) … the full monty. She confirms her choice of not belonging exclusively to the church/christianity. She believes in Jesus AND Buddha. And wants to keep an open heart and mind, doesn´t feel ready to choose to belong to only one religion. So. I have had conversations with her throughout the year, about human rights, humanism, sexuality, growing up in general, different spiritual practices… we have been together at a fullmoon ceremony on Bornholm (island east of Denmark) with a shaman from Greenland. And we have been together for a workshop about the healing power of sound. Tibetan singing bowls and vocal sound therapy. In a church.

So now it´s time to do the last preparations. Write the speech. It will come. I expect to wake up in the middle of the night soon, words running in my brain like a river.

(Right now she is actually in South-Africa with her choir, and they won gold in the World Choir Games!!! 60 young girls. BRILLIANT conductor / choir leader, a lady. It is just. UNbelievably wonderful and touching. Tomorrow she has breakfast at 6 am and they go on safari! Imagine being 13 years old and receiving such an experience. I am very grateful for her. And proud. She has been working hard, they didn´t get gold for free, so to speak, they have worked real hard, on the songs, and practicing African choreography dance moves… It has paid off. It is a most wonderful life experience for her).

I´m also about to renovate a room in my house, by the way! My goodness! It has to be emptied of stuff first. I don´t have a clue where to put it all, even! But. I will do that before the big party. So that my family members who are coming in from Norway, can help me continue the process of getting it renovated.

I am exhausted just thinking about all of this!

Watched my video installation tonight, that I made for an exhibition in 2011. It is actually rather good for slowing down my breathing… A meditative tempo in these 15 texts of mine, mixed with visuals and 5 of them also with a melody. I´d like to do more videowork like this. Slightly better quality technically, but this was before HD, it´s shot on dv-tape, 16:9 format.

Anyways.
Yeah, I just wanted to check in on you here in my blog space.
Check in on myself at the same time. I do love to reflect on my reflections. 🙂 Gives me inner calm to express my thoughts and emotions in writing. Found out recently it´s called scripto-therapy! Done it all my life. Journaling.

It´s kind of hard for me to write about stuff other than what is filling my heart. What matters to me on heart level. Coz those heart matters do matter, the most, even. To me.

In a couple of weekends I´m gonna go blogging, from the Fanø Free Folk Festival, as I do every year. (Or. It´s the 3.time I videoblog about the festival, but I´ve attended it for 8 or 9 years, from it began).

So then there will be some great gig clips to be seen here. On my youtube channel (in my name), and then linked in here, in blogposts.

This said, my arms are a bit achy after too much typing lately. So let me go to sleep oh my God it´s almost 01 am!!!???!!!

Feel to leave u with this lovely tune. Enjoy and good night, friends. Lots of love from me here on my flying carpet. 🙂

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