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Wednesday, October 30, 2013

Now I thought that I should write a little again, on this message page. And I thought about that I the last days, have listen to the record Min Bul from 1970, with the Norwegian jazz musicians Terje Rypdal, Bjørnar Andresen, and Espen Rud. In the message Thursday, July 25, 2013; the second passage, I wrote that it had been difficult to find these two records; Terje Rypdal, Min Bul 1970, and Junipher Greene, Friendship 1971. Now I have these two records.

I have found these two records. Not because I thought it would be something important in this connection, but because I was accurately and did not want to jump over this two records, even I thought they were unimportant. But after some time, the record Min Bul started to become something especially. And after I started to prepare for this text; this record become something centrally and chiefly, in a way I shall write a few words about here.

After I taped this record from one of my friends on my tape recorder early in the seventies, it started to penetrate in me in a way which has become inspiring to me. Especially the two pieces Champagne Of Course and Strange Beauty. Two very important pieces of music in my mind. These repeating bass tones are also fitted to weave into one's mind like long threads, which are associated with many other things.

After I had recorded it, I wanted to understand this record, like you want to understand other individuals. It was something unusual. The piece Ved Sørevatn (By South Lake) for example, is an evocative sound image. It is like sitting by a lake, hearing the sounds by the wood. Many musicians have been inspired by the nature; and that is what this also is, in its special way.

Random image.

Nøtteliten (Nut–Little) is a Norwegian children's song about a squirrel, known by the Norwegian artist Alf Prøysen. This piece is so improvised, that it is nearly impossible to hear what it is. But in the end, it is possible to hear it.

This record had a great influence on me. I started to play these melodious bass tones on the piano, with the left hand, and played everything with the right hand. After some time, I developed this bass playing in my own way, and I could play new things every time I did it.

So what I did not care about at all, was the most important.

The special in this connection, is that all of this become something I did not know about any longer. And I thought that this basic bass tones was something I had from the record Afric Pepperbird with Jan Garbarek Quartet, which I got as a present from my parents in 1970, it was recorded that year. And that the piece Beast Of Kommodo was the music I had this inspiration from.

This alone is something. But it is also more. And that is, that I have had a memory image about that the bass player on Afric Pepperbird, came walking past where I lived at that time. (But this has not happened, it is a kind of hallucination which they can made in one's mind's memory. These can sometimes be strange things, which not fit in with the rest of the situation.) He smiles, and I have a kind of idea about that it is because he want to see the stupid person, who has stolen his music. He did not care about that such a fool steal his music, he only laugh of it. When this was the situation, I did not have these two records any longer, and the record Min Bul was something I did not know what was at all any longer.

At that time, early in the seventies, I was taken up with putting together a band, and some of my friends had started to play different instruments. But when I met other people, and my situation changed, it came to nothing.

I have easily could play all kinds of instruments the first time I have them in my hands. And I can start to play something which I think out in a moment.

Because of this, I now understand that this is something centrally and chiefly regarding what have been done to me. It seem for me like, that one thing is to ruin everything I am good at. And that I shall change my manner, and begin to do the opposite of what I am original was. I also think that there have been done things to use me for some kind of purposes.

When the correct memory about this was ruined, nothing of it was left in my mind, and it was impossible for me to remember something about it. When the memory about this is correct, it is possible for me to remember it all very clearly again, things we talked about, etc.

Earlier I made some small pieces of music which I put out on this Web Site. But I took it away because I thought it was something else I have to do. And that is also what I think today.

When I had thought about this, a music started to clearly play inside of me. That was Stranger To Himself, with the band Traffic; from their fourth album in 1970, John Barleycorn Must Die. I had also recorded this album on my tape recorder at that time in the seventies.

When I have written to here, I also remember that I had bought me a record with the Norwegian composer Edvard Grieg, with among others the piece Morgenstemning (Morning Mood). I also among others, played music by Edvard Grieg on the piano. I had learned it by myself. But I also started to go to a piano teacher for some time, but it stopped when things in my situation changed.

I did not by so many records in the seventies, but it was all kinds of music; 78 rpm records remastered to 33 rpm LPs, different folk music, classical, jazz, rock, pop, etc. All kinds of music was something interesting for me. If I heard a kind of music I never had heard before, I got interested in it.

Here is a picture from December 1975, taken by my wife at that time. I have learned to play the violin all by myself. She said that I played so well.

Later I not played the violin. That is also something strange.

Because of what I have written about here, I have got a clearer understanding of what has been done to me. This has also cleared up my mind.

I think it is impossible to remember what has been done against me. But it is possible to begin to understand something. And by understanding correct, that is something which will bring us further on the right path, regarding finding out all about this crime which goes on.

Now I think I shall get these things at a distance for a couple of weeks. I also have some other things I have to take care of. I have written this many times. Maybe it this time will be like that.

David H. Hegg