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Top 15 Scandinavian hits (according to my daughter)

I wanted to make a list of the best contemporary Scandinavian music but quickly realized that I hadn’t been paying attention. Luckily, I have a daughter who spends quite a few hours every day listening to music and luckily she doesn’t mind teaching her stone age-based mother a thing or two about what I should be listening to.

Here is her list. Check it out and see if you find something you like!

Denmark

Mads Langer/ 3AM

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Lukas Graham/ 7 Years

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Christopher/ Limousine feat. Madcon

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Brandon Beal/ Golden feat. Lukas Graham

Yes, I know that Brandon Beal is American but this is on the list because of Lukas Graham (check the list two numbers up)

 

MØ/ Kamikaze

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Sweden

Zara Larsson/ Lush Life

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Seinabo Sey/ Younger (Kygo Remix)

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Tove Lo/ Talking Body

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Måns Zelmerlöw/ Heroes

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Avicii/ Waiting for Love

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norsk hjerte

Astrid S/ 2AM (Matoma remix)

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Kygo/ Stay feat Maty Noyes

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Julie Bergan/ All Hours

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Madcon/ Keep my Cool

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Alan Walker/ Faded

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I hope you enjoyed this list. Let me know which Scandinavian songs you like!

Here is the whole playlist

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My life as a privileged immigrant

I am an immigrant. I’ve been an immigrant to several countries and for the last 30 years (as of today, actually) I’ve been an immigrant to Norway. I came to Norway to work for a few months because I was broke after having lived in California for some time, and my own country–Denmark–could offer me nothing. Most of my friends were unemployed and I did not want to go down that road.

So I came to Norway with two empty hands and a desire to work. I did what immigrants often do, I took the jobs the locals didn’t want. I worked in housekeeping and as a dishwasher at a hotel, I worked as a waiter and I had a job making open-faced sandwiches in a cafeteria. Later on I grabbed the offer of free education from the Norwegian state and the rest is history. I’ve been working and paying taxes for 25 years now. I’m fairly sure I’ve been a good investment for the state of Norway, even if she did pay for six years of university education. Less so for my birth country, Denmark, who paid for 12 years of school and only received pennies (well, øre) back in taxes from me.

Open face sandwich

Not exactly what my open face sandwiches looked like…

Me – a parasite

Before I came to Norway, I lived in California. I was probably not a good investment for California. Yes, I did spend money there but I also had a job without paying any taxes. Yes, I was a selfish kid who applied for, and got a job at a cafe, without having a work permit. I would have gladly paid my taxes if it had been possible, but it wasn’t. I wasn’t an illegal immigrant as such–I had a visa to live there–but I definitely worked there illegally. Sorry, California.

Walnut Creek - my home many years ago

Walnut Creek – my home many years ago

The same goes for Greece and Italy, because I’ve lived and worked in both countries for short periods of time. It was perfectly legal for me to live there, but I did not have permission to work (I have to remind you that this was before Schengen and you had to have a work permit even inside the EU). Sorry, Greece and Italy.

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Yay! I’ve been nominated!

This blog was originally made by Reefchic because she thought I should have a place outside Fanfiction.net for my fanfiction. I’m so grateful to her but my blog has developed into a blog about Vikings and Scandinavia – two things I LOVE to talk about  – more than fanfiction. I haven’t even moved all of my stories over here yet.

But now I want to turn everyone’s attention back to fanfiction because I’m so thrilled that I’m practically jumping up and down. I’ve been nominated to “All Time Favorite True Blood Fanfiction” (yes, yes, I write Southern Vampire Mysteries fanfiction but we’re often lumped together) by Fanatic Fanfics Award.

Dead with the Vikings - a Thyra10 Fanfiction

Dead with the Vikings – a Thyra10 Fanfiction and an Alby90 banner

So many great fanfics have been nominated in so many interesting categories and I’m truly honored to be mentioned among them. It’s my most popular story, Dead with the Vikings, that has been nominated.

Sookie Stackhouse wakes up one morning to find herself thrown back in time to when Eric Northman was alive and breathing and not yet turned into a vampire.

Read Dead with the Vikings at Fanfiction.net.

I want to thank everyone who’s been emailing, Tweeting and PMing me about this nomination. I would never have known if it wasn’t for you guys! I also want to thank Rascalthemutant for betaing this baby. I wrote it back in 2010 but it’s still one of the stories I’ve had the most fun writing. I love the Viking age (as some of you might have guessed) and my story is probably based on my secret dream of waking up in the Viking age myself one morning. It hasn’t happened yet, but who knows?

If you want to vote for my story – or any of the great stories nominated with mine – you can do it here.

 


Do Scandinavians understand one another?

When I was a kid in Denmark my grandfather told me this joke (he told it to me around 100 times since this was his favorite joke):

A Swede asked a taxi driver to find him a place that was ‘rolig’. The taxi driver took him to the nearest cemetery.

Now, this joke may not sound very funny to you but the whole point of the joke is that ‘rolig’ means ‘fun’ in Swedish but it means ‘quiet’ in Danish (and Norwegian).

Scandinavia united - but do we understand one another?

Scandinavia united – but do we understand one another?

When I first met my Norwegian husband I liked him immediately but we were having a hard time finding our way from being just friends to moving our relationship into something more. Imagine my surprise when he helped me unbuttoning my coat while saying, “kneppe, kneppe, kneppe”, which means, “fuck, fuck, fuck” in Danish. In Norwegian it means, “unbutton, unbutton, unbutton” (and to this day he`s still not entirely sure why he was chanting the infamous fuck/unbutton word but I guess he was a bit nervous).

Later, when my husband and I had actually managed to kiss and move in together, he was to celebrate Christmas with my family in Denmark. That had my mother-in-law write my parents a letter saying, “It’ll be ‘rart’ to celebrate Christmas without my son.” My mother thought that was a peculiar message to get. Why is that? Well, in Norwegian ‘rart’ means ‘strange’ or ‘odd’ whereas in Danish it means ‘nice’. So my mother figured my husband must be a terrible person for his own mother to find it nice to finally have a Christmas without him 😀

These three stories describe one of the problems we Scandinavians face when we leave the comfort of our own country to visit our dearly beloved neighbors. Our languages are very similar but there are a handful of words that have the complete opposite meaning. And we have many more obstacles to face when we want to have a chat with those lovely Danes, Swedes or Norwegians.

Finland and Iceland are NOT Scandinavia

Before anyone starts a huge argument: Finland and Iceland are not a part of Scandinavia and will therefor not be a part of this blog post. I love both countries very much and am proud to call them my Nordic brothers and sisters but they are not Scandinavian. Language wise Finland is the country that differs the most from the rest of us here in the North. Their language is part of the Uralic (at least that’s what the translator called it in English) language group together with Hungarian and Estonian. Icelandic is also a bit different from what we speak in Denmark, Sweden and Norway but if you want to know how the old Vikings spoke, Icelandic is probably the modern language that comes closest. Faroese is fairly similar to Icelandic.

For the purpose of this blog post I will not deal with other languages than Swedish, Norwegian and Danish even if other languages are spoken in Scandinavia (Sami and Kven, for instance).

We Scandinavians have a lot of opinions on the languages spoken by our Scandinavian neighbors. I’ll explore the claims and prejudices we nurture in this part of the world and it’s all brought to you because Gyllene asked me if I could write a blog post about the Scandinavian languages.

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Do you want to be a Viking for a day?

As those of you who`ve followed this blog for a while knows, I`m fairly *cough* interested in the Viking age and everything Viking. I was therefor thrilled when I learned about a race that takes place in Oslo in August. Imagine that – we can all be Vikings for a day (well, those of us strong enough)!

Viking Race Oslo

The race is five kilometers long. That might not sound that hard but those five kilometers are through the forest of Oslo – and you have to do more than running.

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Postcards from Winter Wonderland (Sjusjøen, Norway)

This week or next week most Scandinavian kids have their winter vacation. For a lot of Norwegians that means going to the cabin (check out my post about the Norwegian cabin).

And this is where I am now – our cabin. Because it`s so incredibly beautiful up here now (and because I`ve already spammed people on Facebook), I thought I would show you a few pictures.

This is what our cabin looked like when we came up here on Friday. My brother in law had been here on Wednesday and we still had to shovel for an hour to find the door to the cabin.

The door to the cabin is down there ... somewhere (after working hard to dig it out from the snow)

The door to the cabin is down there … somewhere (after working hard to dig it out from the snow)

Snow high up on the window

Snow high up on the window

The windows from the outside

The windows from the outside

We had a couple of days where we had to dig our way out of the cabin every morning but then the lovely weather broke out. I give you: Postcards from Winter Wonderland (or Sjusjøen as the area is called). The quality of the pictures is so-so as I forgot to bring my camera and had to make do with my phone.

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Saying “hi” to the prime minister

This is what I love about living in Norway:

This morning I was walking to work and passed a woman in the street. She looked familiar and I was deep in my own thoughts so I just said “hi”. She said “hi” back and gave me a smile. That was when I realized that I`d just said “hi” to our prime minister.

Erna Solberg - the Norwegian prime minister

Erna Solberg – the Norwegian prime minister

She was walking down the street, no security pushing people aside or trying to keep her away from any and all dangers in her path. I liked that.

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