It’s of course easy to say that
when you’re stuck somewhere in a Norwegian fjord, where for the better part of
the year it’s either rainy, misty, snowing, or a fortuitous combination of all
three, there’s not much to do, so perhaps you start dabbling with some creative
enterprise at an age where children blessed with milder climates will still be
sorting stones by the river or cohorting with imaginary friends. Though of
course you can cohort with imaginary friends in a snowed in cabin as well, but
I hope you can nevertheless get my point.
However, I do have this eerie
feeling that if I were spirited away to said fjord, at any age, I would
probably just stare dumbstruck into the distance- provided there’s enough
visibility to do that, and sleep healthily when there isn’t. So it is still
quite impressive that young Aurora Aksnes decided it’s time to write some songs
at the tender age of 9, and released her first record before turning 20.
Her allocated time slot on Sziget
was the dubious early one in A38, which can basically go any which way,
depending on who owns it, and could have been caused either by her still being
less known in wider circles or more probably by the fact that Norwegian forest
elves are pretty awesome at any time of the day. Actually, I’ve recently
developed the theory according to which the programmer is actually playing some
sort of sophisticated bingo and probably wears a smug smile when something
really weird comes to pass.
Coming back to our own pack of
sprites, try as you might resisting temptation, there’s just too big a number
of Scandinavian stereotypes you must tick with Aurora: she is an elfin blonde
girl playing atmospheric yet eerily catchy electronic music with subject
matters ranging from running with wolves and winter birds to the more Norse marauder
preoccupations of conquerors and warriors. At least she’s Norwegian, which is
way more exotic than being a Swede, the amount and catchiness of their musical
output being outright scary- I guess there’s a large chunk of the population
spending their days first flawlessly assembling IKEA furniture within minutes
and then writing the next chart topping belter.
I confess to having had a small
concern as to whether her live performance can carry the same kind of slightly gloomy
electric charge of her recent record, but for once my worries proved unfounded-
Aurora has a way of being both very present and very distant during the show,
eternally surprised that people have turned out for her at all but also equally
confident in her delivery.
For an artist with but one album,
the set feels even and well balanced- it’s almost as if the fact that none of
her songs have become ridiculously popular works in her favour, highlighting the
value of each track and the cohesion of the entire performance. It’s probably
still a bit early to tell what the future holds for Aurora, but it might be
something akin to those mornings when the mist lifts over those now oft
mentioned fjords: the horizon suddenly looks ridiculously bright and promising.
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