DECEMBER TOUR! – Supporting my idols….



I’m going on tour and I can’t wait!

If you don’t know the artists that I’m supporting on the tour, here’s a quick way to get to know them.

It’s no secret that I’m a huge fan of “LP” and her songs, so I obviously am a little nervous opening for her today in Berlin, but I’m sure it will be the best experience ever.

This is “LP” – A live version of her radio smash “Lost On You.” 

And here’s “Timeflies” – they became globally famous with their 200 million streams with their song “Once In Awhile.” 

It’s 2 very different artists, but actually they pretty sum up my own music, which I would define a mix of both worlds. The edgy singer/songwriter + the more commercial pop. It’s safe to say, that I can’t wait to play these shows.

I’ll be away on tour and at the studio in Germany all of December, ending my own show in “Kölner Dom” – one of the biggest churches in the world. And then as the best christmas classic, I’ll be home for Christmas on December 23.




For nogle måneder tilbage blev jeg kontaktet af smykkedesigner Mads Heindorf, med en forespørgsel og et tilbud om at blive ambassadør for hans kommende smykkelinje; “Svanesmykket,” hvor overskuddet skulle gå til Familier Med Kræftramte Børn. (FMKB.)

Jeg bliver tit kontaktet ang. Frivillig hjælp til mærkesager og det kan engang imellem være svært at vælge de rigtige projekter, men da projektet blev anbefalet af en nær ven og jeg syntes hele ideen lød dejlig positiv og iøvrigt er af den opfattelse at hvis nogen mener de kan få noget godt ud af at bruge mit ansigt og min person til godtgørende arbejde, der hjælper andre, så skal jeg være den sidste til at sige nej. (Nu skal jeg passe på hvad jeg siger.)

Så jeg sagde ja til at være med på legen, ligesom en række andre kendte ansigter gjorde, deriblandt; Tori Spelling, Melanie B, Bryan Rice, Ghita Nøhrby, Birthe Kjær, Susse Vold m.fl.

Men i morges modtog vi allesammen en e-mail fra Mads Heindorf, der med bævren i tastaturet, fortalte at der er blevet gjort opmærksom på at “FMKB” måske ikke har helt ren mel i posen.

Læs TV2 nyhedernes artikel her:

Hvis dette er sandt, er det simpelthen noget svineri og en udnyttelse på det groveste. Det er så ærgerligt og det gør, at jeg næste gang selvfølgelig er nødt til at være meget mere påpasselig med hvilke sager jeg støtter.

Jeg vil gerne tage afstand fra “FMKB” indtil sagen er afklaret. Mads Heindorf har selvfølgelig lovet alle ambassadører, at vores navne bliver fjernet fra alle opslag og tryk ifbm. “KFMB,” indtil sagen er helt opklaret.

Mads er et fantastisk menneske. En mand med en vision om at skabe noget smukt med den uselviske bagtanke at hjælpe familier med kræftramte børn og det ærgrer mig helt ind til benet, hvis dette er sandt.

Hvad mener du?


(Billede taget af: Mynte Lagoni)



As my body breaks the surface and I dive into the ice cold water, flashbacks to Tokyo strikes. It’s like last week was nothing but imagination. Sometimes I wonder if these things really does happen or if it’s just some sort of dimension of dreamstate, sometimes happy and sometimes not so happy dreams, some times even nightmares.

The only place that doesn’t feel like a dream, is back home where I grew up in Denmark and that’s where I jumped in the cold cold water today for a little recreation of my Tokyo beaten body.

Checked my toes, this was definitely real life cause they were about to fall off….



I remember holding a white see-through plastic umbrella, shielding a Japanese girl from the rain. She was lying cold on the ground. She was coughing blood and I held her hand…..

Tokyo Downtown. Pouring rain. I was standing on the street and I saw a guy knocking down a woman and kicking her in the stomach while she was lying defenseless on the ground. It was like a movie scene from “Sin City.” I ran over to her and the guy disappeared. It was raining and I somehow got a hold of an umbrella and held it over her, while holding her hand, calming her down and signaling someone to call an ambulance.

She was freaking out and I kept saying “it’s okay it’s okay” and when she finally gained a little strength to look up at me, she smiled vaguely but peacefully, with dazed eyes and she finally calmed down. As the medics came, she kept squeezing my hand like she was holding on to dear life, but slowly it slipped away as they carried her into the ambulance and took off.

….. And that was just one of the flashes from a night, when Tokyo became the mother of all mothers and made sure I wasn’t gonna get home anytime soon. Next morning I missed my flight and had to live through another movie, “The Terminal.” – the one with Tom Hanks, – as I was stuck at the airport for 2 days.

Currently writing from an airport in Paris, this close to being home. Never thought I’d be this happy to set foot in Europe again. ♥



35291b1cf1c360459fb0cba647c56b0fOkay, I know there are more important things to write about than my hair, but however, apparently my hair is a real big subject, well, not just my hair, but hair in general. And of course it is. We identify people on their hair and their looks. And I guess that’s part of the reason I started growing mine. I get asked and begged to cut it almost every day by girls, boys, friends and family. “Come on please cut your hair.” “Have you cut your hair yet?” “You still growing your hair?” – No I won’t cut my hair, No I didn’t cut my hair yet, and yes I’m still growing my hair!

My dad tho. My dad gets me. He had long hair when he was young. And so will I be able to say when I get to be an old fuck like him. 😉

It actually started as a little thing in my head, close to a year ago, when I promised myself that I would let my hair grow until my first real solo release of an album or EP, as a protest for my music that I felt was being held back and as a little practise of my patience, but then it became more than just that. And here, longer down the line are some of the reasons to why I’m growing my hair:

The longer my hair gets, the bigger my penis… no… joke. The longer my hair gets, the more grounded I get. It gives me a weird sense of gravity and keeps me relaxed and balanced in some way. 

I like that it shows my surroundings that I don’t care what other people think about me. We all should come down from that horse once in a while. And of course I still think about what other people think, but this is helping me getting better at not giving a fuck.

I’m an artist and I have a perverted need to express myself. Whether it’s through a song, a poem, a blogpost or my hair, I’m constantly looking for channels to express myself.

I’m simply practicing my patience, it’s sort of a therapy.

• It’s a lotta fun.

I’ve always wanted to try and have long hair, but as soon as I got near to that phase where it just looks horrible, I always cut it. Just cause of the way I wanted people to think of me, when they saw me.

* This is by far the longest I’ve had my hair, and there’s no stopping now. If I cut it now, it would be like giving up. And I’m no quitter. 

* And last but not least, I don’t wanna sit as an 80 year old dying man saying; “Damn it, I never had long hair.” Having had long hair, is just one more thing I tried in life, when this is all over.   

  • “Attributes and Qualities, Long-Haired Men Must Have:“Men who change to a long hairstyle need sufficiently full hair and patience – plus personal qualities. Particularly difficult is the transitional phase, in which the hair is not quite long enough for sweeping it behind the ears. In this phase, the hairstyle, looks and feels awkward. Only a certain will and baseball caps can help.
    It takes courage for a man to let his hair grow. Long-haired men attract admiration as well as stares from men as well as from women. Wearing a long mane therefore takes quite a bit of confidence. Not every man has what it takes to pull off wearing long hair.”

Well, there you have it. So whatever you say, I WON’T CUT MY HAIR! ♠  – And if you still don’t get it, push play on the video below and my Danish friends will help explaining it to you:

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