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B i o g r a p h y
(by Official Site)

One of the hallmarks of a great band is the consumate ease with which that group constantly strive to adapt, to evolve, to innovate; thereby ensuring that they never repeat themselves or do something tepid or commonplace. After the inordinate success of their debut album, the electronic shot in the arm that was Melody A.M., Röyksopp could have easily rested on their laurels, be content to shine their halos and just knocked out Melody A.M. part deux. Why just look at the riches that unfolded in the wake of that album's release in October 2001: 1,000,000 copies sold worldwide, 500,000 of them in the UK alone; tours with Basement Jaxx and Moby, not to mention headline tours of their own, culminating in two ecstatic nights at London's Somerset House and an appearance at Glastonbury; a Brit nomination for Best International Group; an MTV Europe Award for Best Video and remixes for A-list artists as disparate as The Streets, Coldplay and Felix Da Housecat. Thankfully, Torbjörn Brundtland and Svein Berge belong in the aforementioned group of venerated artists. That's why The Understanding, the duo's supposed 'difficult second album' lest we forget, is so special. Once more defying easy categorisation - it lurches from delicate widescreen cinerama to haunting house by way of boisterous electro bug outs - it is resolutely different to their first opus, but reassuringly the same in excellence. The same then, but even better. And whereas their curiosity on Melody A.M. took them from the producer's studio to the live arena, here their undeniable wanderlust has seen them assume the mantle of 21st Century electronic singer-songwriters. "We needed to do something different," explains Svein. "Something that was new to us, hence the lyrical approach." "We had to change our hairstyles though, we had to have bigger hair," says Torbjørn, thus confirming in one instant that their surreal humour remains intact. "At one point we even had proper beards, some of it still remains." Adds Svein. "You see, it's part of the process you go through: the longer the hair and the beard, the more beaujolais you drink. It's stage three of the seven stages of songwriting." Stage seven, the attainment of songwriting enlightenment, is still unclear should you ask.

But no matter, emboldened by their forays into playing live - "You can pop 'On The Road' on your CV," Svein helpfully states. "It's an icebreaker, it shows you've got life experience," - the confidence that they achieved 'On The Road!' meant that the only pressure they felt going into the studio to record The Understanding was that which was applied by the studio building's odd job man. Eh? "He was always trying to find repair work," Torbjörn says. "He would tell us that the bass drum was broken so we couldn't use it. He was the only one adding pressure. Seriously, who was supposed to add the pressure? The record buying public? I don't think so. The critics? We're not afraid of them. Our mindset, even on Melody A.M., has always been to do our own thing." It's an ethos that's served them well. First track, Triumphant, serves notice of their 'own thing': a highly charged, Eno-esque, piece of emotional ambience it sets the scene for the multi-textual layers that follow. Lead single Only This Moment, featuring new vocalist Kate Havnevik, is joyous robotic soul soaked in a sunshine irridesence, while the stretched grooves of 49 Percent betray a Prince-like fascination with Paisley Park psychedelic electro. Sombre Detune shows a darker side while Follow My Ruin is electronic body music gone pop, which by rights should sound dreadful. It doesn't. It's sublime. What Else Is There, fronted by Karin Dreijer from The Knife, evokes an eerie Kate Bush meets Bjõrk coupling and Alpha Male is this album's riposte to Röyksopp's Night Out, a gradual epic sweep redolent of John Carpenter giving way to a high octane rush. The shimmering narcolepsy of Dead To The World and Tristesse Globalle rounds affairs off beautifully, but with a title as playful as The Understanding, what does it all mean? For their part, Torbjørn and Svein aren't saying. Not for the time being anyway. "Yes there is meaning," Svein says. "But we believe there's room for your own interpretation. Listen to the album and see if you can come up with your own." Torbjørn: "It's like a classical painting like the Mona Lisa. When you tell people what they should look for, they only look at that thing." A cop out? Not a bit. Anyway, they plan to let everyone know the real meaning of the album at a symposium a few months down the line. "We'll hold the conference in Asia," Torbjørn proffers. So, having side-stepped the thorny issue of making Melody A.M. II - The Understanding is generated in a rawer, more direct way they suggest - which album do the pair prefer? "That would be like comparing my children," Torbjørn retorts. "Not that I have any." Svein takes the analogy one step further. Towards the gutter. "It's like trying to compare two testicles. One is not better than the other. Both are vital to the Röyksopp anatomy." Röyksopp: The Understanding. It's good to have them back. Different, but the same. The same, but better. Onwards and upwards... Röyksopp - The Understanding is released on the 4th July 2005 (Wall Of Sound). Live shows to be announced soon.

So Easy

Blue on blue, heartache on heartache
Blue on blue, now that we are through

(Phone noise)

Hello?
Yeah it's me
I wanna give you some good frequencies
1710, 2.6, 2245...
Yeah
3032, 400
Four hundred?
Yeah.
I'm coming right over.
Do that.
I'll be there in two seconds.

(Phone down)

Sparks

No matter gay or grim
It's those tiny little sparks
Daily life that makes me
Forgot my wounded heart

It doesn't matter when
It may rain or it may shine
Blurred memories of us
Come back from time to time

No matter gay or grim
It's those tiny little sparks
Daily life that makes me
Forgot my wounded heart

It doesn't matter when
It may rain or it may shine
Blurred memories of us
Come back from time to time

No matter gay or grim
It's those tiny little sparks
Daily life that makes me
Forgot my sulky heart

It doesn't matter when
It may rain or it may shine
But you will always be here
Stored inside my mind

Come, I'll give you all my love
Suck some air
Tell me what I'm dreaming of
Oh, whoa, oh...

Maybe within a thousand years
You'll be here
Maybe within a thousand tears
Oh, whoa, oh...

Can I be so alone?
Can I be so alone?

Oh, whoa..
La la la la...

Poor Leno

Poor Leno
Where you'll be, I'll go
Where you'll be, I'll know
Where you'll be, I'll find you

Poor Leno
Where you'll be, I'll go
Where you'll be, I'll know
Where you'll be, I'll find you

Poor Leno
Where you'll be, I'll go
Where you'll be, I'll know
Where you'll be, I'll find you

Poor Leno
Where you'll be, I'll go
Where you'll be, I'll know
Where you'll be, I'll find you

Poor Leno
Where you'll be, I'll go
Where you'll be, I'll know
Where you'll be, I'll find you

Poor Leno
Have you due in time
Reunite as one
Please, I almost find you

Poor Leno
Where you'll be, I'll go
Where you'll be, I'll know
Where you'll be, I'll find you

Poor Leno
Having to be told
Being nine years old
Means I'll always find you

It’s only been a week
The rush of being home in rapid fading
The failing to recall
What I was missing all that time in England

Has sent me aimlessly
On foot or by the help of transportation
To knock on windows where
My friend no longer live, I had forgotten

And everywhere I go
There’s always something to remind me
Of another place in time
Where love that travelled far had found me

We stayed outside ‘till two
Waiting for the light to come back
We didn’t talk I knew
Until you asked what I was thinking
Until you asked what I was thinking

Brave men tell the truth
The wise men tools are analogies and puzzles
A woman holds her tongue
Knowing silence will speak for her

Brave men tell the truth
The wise men tools are analogies and puzzles
A woman holds her tongue
Knowing silence will speak for her
Will speak for her

And everywhere I go
There’s always something to remind me
Of another place in time
Where love that travelled far had found me

Ok
Only this moment
Holds us together
Close to perfection
Nothing else out there
No one to guide us
Lost in our senses
Deep down inside I know our love will die
Ok

Only this moment
Holds us together
Lost in confusion
Feelings are out there
Scared of devotion
Doubting intensions
Deep down inside i know our love will die

Stay or forever go
Play or you'll never know
What heaven decided
You can't deny
It's all you've been waiting for
Ok

Stay or forever go
Play or you'll never know
Your spirit's divided
You will decide
If I'm all you've been waiting for

Clouds in my head have been parted with grace
By the voice of an angel revealing her face
And her words they make sense and I do understand
Falling in love isn't a part of a plan

Forces within me mix reason with lust
But I'll try to accept that and not make it worse
'Cause I know I might loose it by taking the chance
But love without pain isn't really romance
Ok

Only this moment
Holds us together
Close to perfection
Nothing else out there
Always beside her
Trusting my senses
Deep down inside I know love will survive

Only this moment
Holds us together
Close to perfection
Nothing else out there
Always beside her
Trusting my senses
Deep down inside I know love will survive
Ok

49 Percent