You know who I've completely lost track about? Sivert Høyem, the singer of Madrugada. That unbelievable great band from Sweden, back in the 2000s. Madrugada is no more, so much I knew, because their founding guitarist Robert Burås died - already in 2007.
But what I didn't knew: Sivert Høyem, that Nick Cave from the northern sphere, was the one who wrote almost all the songs back then. And did sing them, with his once-in-a-century voice.
Naturally he continued.
As I said I didn't know. My girlfriend however did. Tonight I saw him performing live. Boy!! What a voice, what a guy, what full of sorrow but also hope bearing heavy weighting music, that isn't embarrassing or dishonest after all this years in the slightest. Pure raw gold.
All that thanks to my girlfriend who organized tickets for the show.
She couldn't be there. She fell ill (a nasty virus) just 2 days ago (we live 45 minutes away from each other. I am NOT affected, no worries).
Wished we could have shared that beautiful concert. Sometimes you simply can't have it all... So I'm here, back at home. Stunned, sad and happy in parallel. Just like a good old Madrugada song feels...
#Madrugada #SivertHøyem #fate