På lydprøven spillte de bl.a. en hysterisk versjon av Sabbath's "Symptom of the Universe" og de klarte ikke å spille "Frances"(!) Når de var fornøyd med lyden på scenen og i lokalet, nedverdiget de seg til å snakke med oss usle kryp som stod der med hakeslepp. De var til stor hjelp med utstyr, og vi fikk bruke mye av deres "godiser." F.eks. Gebhardts trommesett.

Backstage spiste vi diskret middag i et hjørne mens Motorpsycho planlagte kveldens set-liste. Snah forsvant fort bort til hotellet, sikkert for å snakke med sin gravide kjære? Bent og Cecilie mumlet noe med seg selv om at hun nå såg ut som en elefant ...

I det hele tatt var de veldig hyggelig med oss (Bent konverserte flittig), og vi fikk signert våre Tussler-vinyler + tatt noen møkkatøffe backstage fotos av gjengen. For slike fanatikere som oss, var dette høyere verdsatt enn Kong Haakonge.(?????&??)

Etter at vi hadde spilt et kort set forran de fanatiske Motortilhengerne, gikk det ikke lang tid før de entret scenen. Som vanlig var det.....ubeskrivelig. Vi har dessverre ikke mere tid. Detaljer om konserten får bli en annen gang.

(De samme folkene har også fått brev fra Gebhardt om hvordan man skal lykkes som band.)

Later in 1994 at the re-opening-party of Strossa I asked Bent if he would sign my t-shirt. Hmf he said no thanks because I was wearing a Nirvana shirt. He said that Nirvana were great but that he wouldn't sign his name on it.

Anonym!

This was probably this spring (or something), or last fall, because "This is MP" was just released and I wanted to get my sticky fingers on a copy. So, I called The Office one day, and asked if that's where I was supposed to come and buy it. Cecilie told me yes, but that I should wait 'till the next day, since they were expecting the covers to arrive. I waited, and the next day I called back. Cecilie told me that they were just folding the covers to put them in/on the plastic covers that vid-tapes come in.

I borrowed a bike, and set out to Svartlamo'n to pay a little visit to The Office. Stangely, the city was kinda crowded this day. (I want you to know that I left school just to buy this movie...).

A few minutes later I knocked on The Office's door, and Cecilie let me in. She and this other guy (him who shot the movie) was prepping everything for the rush of fans waiting to come down there to buy a copy, or get one sent to them. I paid and left (he who made the movie (I dunno, whaz-his-name) took my money, and off I was, on my way back to school. My heart thumping after the bike ride out there, and after actually meeting the Movie-maker and Cecilie (I dunno why I get this thumping, cause I feel like I meet Cecilie everywhere).

Well: I race back to school, and on my way back I have to cross a bridge over the river (all people from Trondheim knows that this bridge is Bakke bro). As mentioned earlier, the city was kinda crowded, and so was the bridge. But I kinda didn't care, I just sped on to get back. The sidewalk on the bridge was full of babies in trolleys, kids with icecream, old people and cats and dogs... I reckon you get this, but the bridge was pretty crowded. It didn't keep me from speeding through though, I swiveled and back and forth through the crowd in a neckbraking speed, I hadn't been cycling for years before this incident, so my controll was not good. Suddenly, there right in front of me, was.... Bent! He just came from outta nowhere, and I had to react really quick to not run him down. And it is not a good idea to race down a crowded sidewalk out of control, but I didn't hit anybody, luckily. I don't even think Bent noticed me. Actually, I don't know if he saw me or not, because I was fully occupied with keeping myself upright.

What if I got distracted the second before I saw him... I would have run him straight down... Scary, huh?

Next time: Eirik getting his copy of Demon Box signed by.

I also shook Bents hand (pretty silly) before the concert concert at Kvartert autumn 97. He was trying to add som people to the guest list (I thing).

Under konserten på rockefeller i mars i år, ble det utsolgt. Jeg hadde ikke bestillt på forhånd. Sto panikkslagen utenfor og kom faen ikke inn. Rett etterpå kommer gebhardt forbi, men han kom heller ikke inn. Haha. Vakta visste ikke hvem det var. Vel, uansett...jeg sa ikke noe til han..og gebhardt ble sluppet inn sekunder senere.(jeg kom også inn rett etter. Ga 200 kr til en viss person;) For en historie! hah

Jeg har også sperret inngangen for Snah under konserten i Asker... men det er en annen og enda dårligere historie.

Dutchmen, svenskar and italians: Sorry for the odd language. My translator has the weekend off. Btw: Anyone know where i can find the "how to pick up girls" mailing list?

Jeg husker også den tida da Funny Farm varma opp for MotorPsycho på Huse' i Steinkjer!!!!! Det! Det er lenge siden det!

Instead of a tablecloth, the tables had facsimiles from the program of the current exhibition, and the name MOTORPSYCHO of course drew my attention immediately. As it turned out, their concert was considered part of an ongoing project on highlighting Norwegian artists, and our dear Kim Hiortoey had designed the program for the exhibition as well.

I was waiting for a friend of mine at that cafe, and as it became more and more apparent that I was getting stood up, I looked bitterly out the window. And what did I see? Bent came walking up to the building in a group with four other people! They came in, Bent walking in the forefront with this other guy I am assuming was Kim! Awed by their presence, I decided I had waited for my friend long enough, and, like Bent and the gang, entered the exhibition.

So, coming there was not a waste, after all. "Trust Us" has certainly proved beyond a doubt that Motorpsycho is genuine art (as are Kim's designs)!!

So I threw the map away and started looking for the street sign. But alas...none to see. After fifteen minutes of wandering and pondering I stepped up to a couple who was exiting a building, and asked for the adress I now can't remember. The guy answered by pointing at where they came from and said: " Just walk in there and look for the entrence". OK, thanx I said back,and while leaving eachother it hit me! I`ve seen him before! He's got something to do with Motorpsycho! Damn! It's Deathprod!!!!!!!

But I was to uncertan to walk back to him. I still thought: No, can`t be!

So walking in to the building I had problems finding the right entrance. There were about twelve of them, and their numbers were cunningly disguised. So again I stepped up to the first and best doorbell panel and looked for the name of my friends cousin.

But there, in the dim light over the door I saw the name that confimed my suspicion and made my day: Helge Steen (Deathprod to all you new ones)

So now I know where Deathprod lives!!!

Me and my brother were at Rockefeller and waiting for MP to enter the stage, and this little, annoing man was talking his ass off in front of us ruining the hole rush before MP got on stage. So we told him to shut up and piss off and grow a foot taller and so on (you know the drill) He got very angry and his little fingers wanted to strangle us, and alas he went away.
THEN ...

In the middle of the concert MP started playing True Middle (or G-35, The Void or whatnot) And in came the dwarf we'd fucked up not one hour ago. We thought: What the hell and how the hell did he get on stage? And why the fuck are they letting him walk around up there? Then he walked over to a mic and started talking:
"This life, unforfilled for so many ..."

It was Matt Burt!!!!! We had just embarrased ourselves infront of the greatest poet of our times!!!!

Major bum out!!!!

We went over to one of the shelves to pick a movie. I turned around, just to see a man (looking very much like Bent ... ;) ...) turning towards me and smiling at my MP-beanie. Then he walked out of the store. Cool. I rent my movies at the same place as Bent.

Med ett får jeg se et ansikt som opphever all oppmerksomheten mot damene: GEBHARDT! Jeg ser på ham og han ser på meg og jeg reiser meg og sier "I know you!". Han kommer med lanken og hilser. "Frode, heter jeg" sier jeg. Han ser rart på meg og utbryter "Men, faan! E'kkje du Matt Burt?!?" "Nei, men jeg har hørt at jeg ligner en god del" sier jeg og så ler vi begge godt. Geb kan fortelle at de er i byen for å gjøre videoen til "Hey Jane" og at de andre gutta er på hotelrommet. Savoy er nemlig et hotell.

Vi blir stående å prate en god stund om musikk, filosofi og at jeg faktisk var roadie for dem på en konsert i Stavanger bare noen uker tidligere. Vi kommer godt overens og jeg avlslutter samtalen med å takke Geb for alt han og bandet har betydd for meg. "Du er vår tids John Bonham" sier jeg og tar farvel med ham med et håndtrykk. "Takk ska du ha!" sier han og smyger bort til baren med FK jakka si.

Damene i selskapet vårt skjønner ikke bæra av hva som foregår, så jeg måtte faktisk forklare dem at jeg nettopp hadde hatt en samtale med et av mine største idoler. Jeg forteller om Motorpsycho og det hele, men de kulturløse bertene er like kloke.

Det ble dame på meg den kvelden.

Frode Den Store

They were Bent, Snah and some other dude I did not recognize. The coffeebar is located about 200 meters from Athletic Sound Studio, which some of you may have heard of. MP are now regulars there. Favorite drink: Double Espressos. And my girlfriend met them on the street the other day, and they said hello. My girlfriend is on speeking (well, sort of) terms with mp. That's cool.

And of course: this means that MP is now working on some kind of project in Athletic Sound. Rumours (well-based) say that they will also play at Studensamfundet in Halden on the 20th of April.

Anders Kalland

2.desember 1995

Det var samme dag som Mp skulle spille en International Tussler Society gig på Rockefeller, samme plass var åsted for ei gedigen platemesse som jeg altså var på... Jeg snakka med en fyr fra Oslo Rock Antikvariat & sa hvor teit jeg syns det var at Tussler ikke var å oppdrive, & at de burde laga et nyopplag før eller seinere... I samme stund var det en fyr bak meg som sa:

"Tussler kommer ut på dobbel "10",

& der var Snah som sto & bladde i ei platebunke & hadde hørt hele opplegget ... et år etter kom skiva ...

And that`s all I have to say about that ...

I immediately ran after him but he had disappeared in smoke.... Later that day, I had the honour to meet Gebhardt (at the same location) and talk to him about the band and stuff. He seemed to be a very kind and funny guy who looks you in the eye when to talk to him.

Pamela

English version (which is a little different from the italaian one but I think you won't mind):
In May 1997 Zazzo and me went to see the Motorpsycho gig at the Bloom of Mezzago (where they play every spring). We arrived quite early because we wanted to be sure to get tickets and we found... Motorpsycho playing football. They were all sunburnst and we talked a while with Bent who said some words in italian too. Maybe they knew that in italy everybody plays football?

the guy downstairs:	"so, what do you do for a living?"
snah:	"well, i play in a band ..."
the guy:	"oh really? what band?"
snah:	"oh, you probably don't know us, we're not that big ..."
the guy:	"but what's the name of the band?"
snah:	"ehm, well, it's motorpsycho"
the guy:	"ghasp!"