Air France

We’ll make this brief, because it hurts too much. During the first year of Air France, somewhere in the middle of the last decade, everything seemed to come so easily. At least it feels like that right now. We’d meet on friday nights to drink wine, listen to music and picture ourselves far off, somewhere on the outskirts on the big map Henrik had on his wall. The songs we made during those nights weren’t really supposed to ever leave the hard drive, but somehow they did, and somehow they took us to almost all the places on that big map we had dreamt about. We got to play records at the Rough Trade store in London, we went to the Red Square, we woke up on Iceland during a volcanic eruption, we drank beer at the cliffs of the Niagara, we spent a night in a freezing staircase in Warzaw (otherwise a fantastic weekend), we saw dolphins in the waters of LA, we got a smile from Larry David as he passed us on a street in Paris, watching us trying to open a bottle of wine, we played records for 4 hours under a blistering July sun in New York, we spent a day in the most beautiful spa in Budapest, we’ve heard our nervous voices on radio and TV, we’ve played records after two sold out Saint Etienne shows (but to be honest, only a handful stayed behind to see us), we’ve written a song together with our idol Clare Grogan (although we did managed to botch it) and we got sampled by Lil B. But it’s the little moments that has been the most dear to our hearts, like the days and nights in Brackenbury Village that we spent in our manager’s back yard with his wonderful wife and sons, who made us feel like part of the family, or being drunk on airplanes, just the two of us, and all the people we’ve been fortunate enough to get to know, if only for a night.  And we have probably produced 7 albums since No Way Down; a UK Garage record, a house record, an r ‘n’ b record… but we’ve never been able to finish anything, nothing was ever good enough. We have tried so hard, and we truly gave it all we had. And now we have decided to stop trying, even though it breaks our hearts. But for all the reasons mentioned above, and for a thousand more, we don’t regret a thing. We wish we could thank all the people who has helped and inspired us, but we’d probably forget to mention half of you, so here’s just a big thank you to those who were involved in the making of the record: Teresa and Kajsa for singing so beautifully, Angelica of Body Language for lending her voice to a song that would have been called “I always think about you when I’m drunk”, our patron Kevin Campbell who helped us in giving this record one last chance (there are no words that can describe just how grateful we are), our Eric of Sincerely Yours, our manager David Laurie, our publisher XL, Joe for running our facebook page. And much love to Rich Thane, families and girlfriends, sister Hanna, Henning Fürst, Marc Hogan, all of you who sent us letters, all of you who stuck around to watch us play, and all of you who opened your homes and hearts and cars and took us to water falls, big squares, beaches, record stores, monuments, valleys, mountains and zoos. Goodbye for now. Who knows, maybe we’ll see you again in another shape. After all, we’re people that never stop dreaming. Henrik and Joel Gothenburg

We’ll make this brief, because it hurts too much.

During the first year of Air France, somewhere in the middle of the last decade, everything seemed to come so easily. At least it feels like that right now. We’d meet on friday nights to drink wine, listen to music and picture ourselves far off, somewhere on the outskirts on the big map Henrik had on his wall. The songs we made during those nights weren’t really supposed to ever leave the hard drive, but somehow they did, and somehow they took us to almost all the places on that big map we had dreamt about. We got to play records at the Rough Trade store in London, we went to the Red Square, we woke up on Iceland during a volcanic eruption, we drank beer at the cliffs of the Niagara, we spent a night in a freezing staircase in Warzaw (otherwise a fantastic weekend), we saw dolphins in the waters of LA, we got a smile from Larry David as he passed us on a street in Paris, watching us trying to open a bottle of wine, we played records for 4 hours under a blistering July sun in New York, we spent a day in the most beautiful spa in Budapest, we’ve heard our nervous voices on radio and TV, we’ve played records after two sold out Saint Etienne shows (but to be honest, only a handful stayed behind to see us), we’ve written a song together with our idol Clare Grogan (although we did managed to botch it) and we got sampled by Lil B. But it’s the little moments that has been the most dear to our hearts, like the days and nights in Brackenbury Village that we spent in our manager’s back yard with his wonderful wife and sons, who made us feel like part of the family, or being drunk on airplanes, just the two of us, and all the people we’ve been fortunate enough to get to know, if only for a night.

And we have probably produced 7 albums since No Way Down; a UK Garage record, a house record, an r ‘n’ b record… but we’ve never been able to finish anything, nothing was ever good enough. We have tried so hard, and we truly gave it all we had. And now we have decided to stop trying, even though it breaks our hearts. But for all the reasons mentioned above, and for a thousand more, we don’t regret a thing.

We wish we could thank all the people who has helped and inspired us, but we’d probably forget to mention half of you, so here’s just a big thank you to those who were involved in the making of the record: Teresa and Kajsa for singing so beautifully, Angelica of Body Language for lending her voice to a song that would have been called “I always think about you when I’m drunk”, our patron Kevin Campbell who helped us in giving this record one last chance (there are no words that can describe just how grateful we are), our Eric of Sincerely Yours, our manager David Laurie, our publisher XL, Joe for running our facebook page.

And much love to Rich Thane, families and girlfriends, sister Hanna, Henning Fürst, Marc Hogan, all of you who sent us letters, all of you who stuck around to watch us play, and all of you who opened your homes and hearts and cars and took us to water falls, big squares, beaches, record stores, monuments, valleys, mountains and zoos.

Goodbye for now. Who knows, maybe we’ll see you again in another shape. After all, we’re people that never stop dreaming.

Henrik and Joel
Gothenburg

Photo:David

Screw around town but my heads still aching, serves me right for the things I’m taking. Chilean wine, suits me fine. Later on bump into Paul and Bronwin, does anyone fancy a drink or something. Seven ten, start again.

Click this photo if you live in Stockholm

Photo:David



Screw around town but my heads still aching, serves me right for the
things I’m taking.
Chilean wine, suits me fine.
Later on bump into Paul and Bronwin, does anyone fancy a drink or something.
Seven ten, start again.



Click this photo if you live in Stockholm

BUDAPEST, will you read this?




Dear lovely Budapest, 

We hope you had a fun time with us during the 90 minutes we played in your city. Or was it 70? We do not really remember, the sparkling wine was so cheap that we couldn’t stay away from it. Anyway, the last ca 30 minutes of the set was perhaps the best and funniest moments that we have ever had as members of Air France. We wish life could be like that every day, or at least every weekend.  Dancing to Jacques Greene with cool people. And how fantastic that we caught a glimpse of Rita Ackermann in the room. She is so incredibly cool

  The city was beautiful, especially at dusk, we took some incredibly beautiful pictures when we stood at Castle Hill and watched as the lights were lit in Pest. I wish I could have been holding my current girlfriend’s hand in that moment. We would like to come back in the spring, the parks looked very promising. And we missed going to the zoo.

 We would like to thank the following citizens a little extra. First and foremost, David and Sari for the incredibly fine hospitality and for showing us the city and for coping with all our questions and for taking us to the airport at 4 in the morning and for introducing us to Grandma. 

 But also:


András
Bogi
Peti
Szilvia
Nóra

David (The Other One)
Krisztián
Gábor
Sad Kolibries, the band

Bence
Julis
Márton
Endre
The X-girl who brought us beer

And of course
 The cool guy who talked to us outside the cinema
Vincent the French party director
And the Norweigan party actress/director Maria Bock + Ragnhild
May see you next summer again!

 

FRIDAY!

Really looking forward to this:

http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=159438347483966

10 days in the hills

This is Jeff Laguna on the picture, thanks for being the best guide ever.  Thank’s to lovely Sean Carlson and Michael and the rest at FYF-fest, Brian, Colin Stutz, Amanda and Andy for their hospitality, John and Victoria for driving us to the Getty, Abe Vigoda, the always fantastic american audience, thanks also for all free beers and for letting us use the card for the herb clinic.

This is Jeff Laguna on the picture, thanks for being the best guide ever.  Thank’s to lovely Sean Carlson and Michael and the rest at FYF-fest, Brian, Colin Stutz, Amanda and Andy for their hospitality, John and Victoria for driving us to the Getty, Abe Vigoda, the always fantastic american audience, thanks also for all free beers and for letting us use the card for the herb clinic.

Ozo

Ozo

Joel, Halloween morning

Joel, Halloween morning