Home for Christmas

Árstíðir –  Fríkirkja, Reykjavik; December 23rd 2013

I had been planning and waiting for this concert for an entire year and when the day was finally here it felt so surreal I had to keep reminding myself that I was not dreaming. No, it was not a dream, but a dream come true to see Árstíðir at their annual Christmas concert at Fríkirkjan í Reykjavík and it was even more amazing and more beautiful than I could have ever imagined. The atmosphere at that church is really something special and the sound can only be described as otherworldly (*tips hat to the sound engineer*) – that alone would have made for an amazing concert, but there was something extra in the house that night, some magic that only happens when great musicians put all their love, passion and energy into one performance and captivate the audience so fully they forget space and time, only existing in that one moment for as long as the concert lasts. Not only am I very happy but deeply grateful for having had the chance to witness this. It was worth every minute I waited, every cent spent and every kilometer traveled, it is even worth having to spend Christmas Eve in a foreign country, far from my family.

There are a few memories connected to this concert long before it happened: Checking flights in November last year and realizing I would not be able to afford going that December; finding out the date of this concert on an April day in Budapest; finally booking the flight; making and changing plans; some incredulous, surprised and happy looks I got from the guys when I told them I’d be there. Yet December was so busy I didn’t even find the time to mentally prepare for this when suddenly I was on a flight to Reykjavik and tomorrow was going to be the big day. The city greeted me with ice and snow – the winter I had been missing at home. 🙂 I had a wonderful first evening in the city. 😀

The day of the concert was spent in a tired haze – excitement had kept me from sleeping. The weather was shitty, but nothing and nobody could have spoiled my good mood. 😀 Finally the time was there and after a short walk I found myself inside the church sitting in front row, looking at the stage where I would see Árstíðir for the final time this year. This felt even more surreal than the trip to Toronto had and while I was looking at the still empty stage I was wondering if I’d wake up any time soon. The concert was sold out and the church filled up quickly.

At first time slowed to a crawl, but suddenly my watch said it was 9 pm. Mere moments after I heard the guys sing, but the stage was empty. Following the sound I turned in my seat and saw them standing in a half circle up on the balcony where the organ is. As their voices filled he church singing ‘And so it goes’ a huge smile spread on my face. To my surprise only very few people turned to look at them. The guys walked down from the balcony to much applause and sang the second song ‘Shchedryk’, an Ukrainian folk song, standing by the soundboard. I don’t know the proper musical terms to describe that song, but it sounded really interesting and fun. They continued the concert on stage with ‘Ages’, ‘Látum okkur sjá’ and ‘Góða veislu gjöra skal’ and every song was just perfect. From here on they performed many songs with guests. It was a mixture of their own songs and Christmas songs. At times I wished I knew Icelandic to understand what they were saying, especially when they made jokes and everyone was laughing. Yet it did not spoil my enjoyment that I didn’t.

‘Gläns över sjö och strand’ was the first song with Karin on stage. She has a wonderfully clear and full voice that seemed to rise forever. I’m pretty sure my mouth was hanging open, while I was marveling at the sheer beauty of her singing. The rest of the audience agreed and would not stop clapping and cheering for her. She also sang on ‘Allt er hljótt’ and they added an extra violin player for this and the following song. I did not catch the violinist’s name, but she was a great addition. 🙂 ‘þér ég unni’ was as beautiful and amazing as always, yet did not stick out as much as usual, because absolutely everything sounded great that night. With all the concerts I have seen, I don’t think there has ever been one that sounded better, even though there were a few very special ones among them. The church has perfect reverb for this type of music and the sound engineer worked a miracle with it.

For ‘Silkirein’ Myrra Rós joined Árstíðir on stage and shared vocals with Jón. It was the first time I consciously heard him sing lower and not falsetto as he often does – a beautiful contrast to Myrra’s high voice. 🙂 Myrra stayed on stage for ‘Vetrarvisa’ and the a-cappella song ‘Hatið fer að höndum ein’. Somehow time stood still and moved at double speed simultaneously – they were more than halfway through the concert already while it felt like mere minutes. Yet, at that time I was not thinking about how many songs they had played or how many might still be ahead. Instead, I was caught up in the moment so much the outside world disappeared and only music existed. My heart was so full of love and pure joy I thought it would burst.

‘Orð að eigin vali’ and ‘Ljoð í Sand’ followed – the tears I had been close to all night started flowing. The smile on my face never faded though, these were happy tears. :’) All the emotions from the past few days caught up with me then and there, memories to last me a lifetime. For ‘Til Hennar’ the violinist, who had been gone for a few songs, joined the guys again. ‘Nú gleymist ég’ was even more powerful than it usually is and ‘Heyr himna smiður’ seemed to finally have found its place and come home – which venue could suit the song better than a church in Iceland?

‘Ó helga nótt’ brought Karin back and the final song ‘Heims um ból’ (Silent Night) was sung by everyone, including the audience who had been handed the lyrics upon entry. I didn’t dare trying to sing Icelandic and opted for the German version instead. It went quite well until I realized I had completely forgotten anything after the first verse. 😉 Oh well, listening was just as nice. 🙂 They left the stage to standing ovations and much cheering. Nobody in the audience stopped until they came back out and Jón motioned us to sit back down. I’m not entirely sure what he said, but I assume it was something along the lines of “We did not rehearse anything else, so we will have to sing the song again”, because they went for a reprise of ‘Góða veislu gjöra skal’. Along with other people in the audience, Myrra and I were stamping our feet in rhythm. We shared a look and a smile and did it through the whole song. 😀 Thus ended the concert and after a final bow they left. It was everything I had imagined and so much more. Thank you, Árstíðir and everyone else involved for making this one so special.

Setlist

And so it goes
Shchedryk
Ages
Látum okkur sjá
Góða veislu gjöra skal
Gläns över sjö och strand
Allt er hljótt
þér ég unni
Silkirein
Vetrarvisa
Hatið fer að höndum ein
Orð að eigin vali
Ljoð í Sand
Til Hennar
Nú gleymist ég
Heyr himna smiður
Ó helga nótt
Heims um ból

Encore:
Góða veislu gjöra skal

Of course I hung out for a while, hugged everyone, watched them taking down the stage and went out with a few of the guys for a drink after. It was a nice way to come down and change from “sky-high and unable to sleep”- mode to a calm and comfortable feeling of relaxed happiness. 🙂 Around 1 am all energy suddenly left me, I got tired. A last goodbye, a last hug, “see you next year” and it was time to go. Soon after, drifting off to sleep I was still smiling.

Santa hats, many presents and a Springsteen cover

Poets of the Fall – Tavastia, Helsinki; December 20th, 2013

After all these years and all these concerts, Poets of the Fall still never cease to amaze me and they do so to a degree that I am running out of words to describe it. Their concert at the Tavastia was a homecoming as it should be: full of emotions, great songs, funny moments and shared love. For me personally it was all of the above plus amazing friends to share the moments with. All these moments are just catching up with me now that I am sitting at the airport overtired and ready to go home. The joy of it all has just brought tears to my eyes. I really could not imagine any better way to spend these last days before Christmas.

The day started with walking up in Glasgow in the middle of the night to catch my 6 am flight to Helsinki via Amsterdam. Sure, I could have tried to make a choice between Martin and James in Glasgow and Poets of the Fall in Helsinki and have had a much less stressful time than I did with all the traveling, but the thought never even occurred to me, because it was possible to see both concerts so why only go to one? It was the right decision for me too – I would not have wanted to miss either of those for the world.

Caught up on a little sleep and arrived in Helsinki ahead of schedule. Met B. at our hotel, relaxed a bit, went for an early dinner. Met with H. and got in line outside the Tavastia around 5:30 pm. We had been standing there for a few minutes when my friend M. walked by. We had not seen each other since last year and both did a double-take at first “Wait, what? What are *you* doing here?“ It was such a wonderful surprise and led to an immediate hugfest. Unfortunately she could not stay for the concert, but at least we could quickly catch up on a few things. 🙂

Time crawled by slowly while we waited. It got cold and I think the only people not freezing where two girls from Lapland at the front of the line, even though they were not dressed very warmly. Petri came out for a smoke so we said hello and chatted a little. When he walked back in he had to carry all sorts of presents people had brought. I had bags full of home made cookies and chocolates for band and crew – unfortunately they did not take the transport well, but I hope they still tasted good. The girls at the front had made cute dolls of the band. We got to see them when the Poets tweeted a picture. The girl who had made them was so happy she cried. S. arrived and we greeted her with hugs. Since there was already a long line she got in the back, opting for a place on the stairs later.

Eventually we got in and made our way to the front – slightly right of center this time. The stage was blocked with a white see-through curtain. That was new. We wondered what would happen to it later since it did not look like it could be pulled open. When the concert started around 10 p.m. we got the answer: First all band members appeared only as silhouettes, but as soon as Marko walked out the curtain dropped, revealing that everyone but Jari and Jaska was wearing Santa hats. A dramatic start!

Looking around I tried to take it all in: Jari, almost hidden behind the drums, Captain, with his brand new keytar resting next to him, Jani, having fun with the Santa hat, Ollie, smiling brightly, Jaska, looking cool as ever and Marko, standing right there in front of me singing. I will dream you wide awake.

It had only been a month since the last concert, but it felt much longer and just seeing them again made my heart sing. They all looked so happy as if their biggest Christmas wish had been to perform for us that night and they sounded good too. The guys gave off so much energy it brightened the entire room and made it impossible to stand still. In the audience I saw raised hands, happy faces and eyes wide open in awe. I don’t need a miracle… I just need you to show me a concert. Of course each one of them is a miracle in itself. 😀

‘Cradled in Love’ might well have been the theme song of the night. It is sure what I felt like: All warm and fuzzy inside. I took H.’s hand during the song and remembered all the other hands I had held during it on this tour, the places I had traveled and the friends – new and old – I had shared this moment with. The feeling is quite overwhelming – all I can do is let the emotions overflow while in the back of my mind I wonder if anyone who sees my tear-streaked face right now can even remotely imagine how happy I am.

When ‘Kamikaze Love’ started I thought of C. and our choreography of raised hands and downward thumbs. Yet, there was so much action on stage that I missed my cue of You raise me high… twice, because I was busy taking pictures. The Poets were so on fire and moving around so much that night that focusing on one of them even for a moment resulted in missing something one of the others did. I remember one moment I wasn’t paying attention to Marko and he showered me with water. Often I looked at one of the guys and missed some of the others jumping or playing together in the process. All the action was fun to watch!

‘Temple of Thought’ is the song that kills me a little bit every time. It means so much to me on so many levels that I can’t do anything but feel it with all of my being, let the words touch me and carry me away.

For ‘Rogue’ the keytar was used for the first time and brought Captain to the front. He even came and played directly to us for a bit – I loved it and he looked quite cool and confident in this new role as the keytar hero too. Now they only need to find a way to bring Jari to the front as well – portable drums anyone? The song of course was perfection – ever changing and always just right.

Before Marko left the stage during the song he brought out giant pink balloons and threw them at the audience. Fans and band had lots of fun throwing them back and forth for the rest of the concert. Especially Jani kept hitting them with his bass and kicking them about. Eventually he managed to burst one of them.

For ‘Locking up the Sun’ Marko tied his scarf around his head like a Ninja and shook many people’s hands. The energy of the song kicked the show up a notch. I sang along with all my might, because – rain dance or not- it is one of my favorites. It must have been hot onstage by then, because everyone had gotten rid of the Santa hats. In front row, it was hot for sure, but that didn’t keep anyone from moving in tune with the music.

Do we believe in dreams? Why of course we do! Having no glass to toast this time I just watched and there was much to see. During the I raise my glass… part, Marko wished everyone a merry Christmas, later he danced around stage and even did a cartwheel during Ollie’s solo. He made first Jaska and then the audience shout into the mic and at the very end of the song caught a balloon and made it burst, looking quite satisfied in the process. 😀

At the start of ‘Diamonds for Tears’ Marko hald the micstand upside down so we could all hear how he stomped his foot in rhythm. Jaska lead us in waving our arms in unison when he was not moving back and forth across stage. During the song I got a close up view of Ollie, Jaska and Jani playing right in front of me too. Jani also got his head massage when he moved too close to Marko. It was quite funny.

‘The Distance’ started with Jani leading us in clapping along and brought more close-up views for me. By then the guys had smiled at me so many times I felt they were playing much of the show for me. 🙂 When I looked over at B. and H. they seemed lost in the music as much as I was. This was one of the gigs you don’t want to miss. Somehow every song had that little extra portion of heart and soul. The audience felt that and responded with much clapping and singing along. Let life carry…

When ‘Late Goodbye’ rolled around it felt as if the concert had just started. How could we have gotten here this quickly? Marko apparently had hair in his mouth because he changed the lyrics accordingly: “beer cans and hair in my mouth” as well as “Crushed plans and hair in my mouth” while trying to get rid of it. After Ollie’s amazing solo they walked out and everyone yelled for more.

Ollie and Marko returned for the acoustic set and the incredible happened: Marko randomly started singing Bruce Springsteen’s “I’m on Fire”. It was only the first verse, but I never thought I’d live to hear him cover Springsteen. <3 ‘Desire’ was next, followed by the beautiful ‘All the way (4U) that turned into a full band version in the end with Jani on the double bass.

We were indeed ‘Running out of time’ by now with only three songs left to end the night. I wanted to watch everyone during these last songs, which was of course impossible. The Poets were so relaxed and playful that night putting all they had into the show.

For ‘Carnival of Rust’ Marko put the Santa hat back on, but threw it behind him halfway during the song. The performance was mesmerizing and seamlessly turned into ‘Lift’. Almost everyone was dancing and running across stage, Ollie and Jaska were jumping up and down in unison and of course Marko made us sing before he left. Towards the end Captain grabbed his keytar once again. Jaska jokingly showed him back to his place behind the keyboards, but he came to the front instead, joining guitars and bass for the final solo. 😀 When it was over, Jari came out and threw a few drumsticks into the crowd. Everyone cheered so loudly that for a moment I believed they would come out one more time but they did not. Even the best shows must end some time.

Setlist

Dreaming Wide Awake
Show Me This Life
Cradled In Love
Kamikaze Love
Temple Of Thought
Rogue
Locking Up The Sun
Illusion & Dream
Diamonds For Tears
The Distance
Late Goodbye

unplugged
Desire
All The Way / 4U

Running Out Of Time
Carnival Of Rust
Lift

As usual we hung out and chatted. The guys did not make an appearance, but that didn’t matter. We all agreed it had been a great night. Finally, when it was time to leave, we hugged each other time and again. “See you next year!” B. and I said goodbye to Petri as well, before going to a bar for one last drink.

pictures of this concert