dusting norwegian pixie

Last night I left Alex at home to study for his defense, while I met up with my friend, Eva, first at the Union Bräu to catch up on the previous month’s happenings and then to the Unterfahrt for a Jazz concert by Norwegian jazz singer, Solveig Slettahjell and her band the Slow Motion Quintet.

Seriously, if you get an opportunity to see her and her band perform live definitely take it, you won’t be disappoint. Sure the cd is great but there is nothing like being physically captivated by the music, involving all our your senses (almost, unless you want to smell the musicians.)

However, I think some of the listeners had a hard time paying attention because the music made quite a bit use of silence and an almost andante tempo. Two women in front of us keep whispering, moving, giggling and annoying pretty much everyone around them without a care. Just before they left after the second set started they lit up cigarettes, ignoring the no smoking policy and the imploring from their neighbors. :nono:

On a softer note, Solveig (don’t ask me how to pronounce her name) is a beautiful singer. I’d have her sing me a lullaby every night if I could. Here, you can have a peak.

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