#tas jakob

[thealterscrolls]

FIRST HRT APPOINTMENT IN JUNE FUCK YEAH ‼️‼️‼️

[thealterscrolls]

thank you for the tag friend! lore and i both did this and maybe other alters will add on later. but here’s what we got right now!

Lore’s picks

Trial by Fire - thoushaltnot

Hateful - HEALTH

Evil - Isaac Riley

Adam Raised a Cain - Bruce Springsteen

Leave Your Hate In The Comments - Lord of the Lost

Temptation - Sister Machine Gun

Equus - Ne Obliviscaris

Reptile - Nine Inch Nails

Sell the Sins - for all the emptiness

Cardinal Directions - thoushaltnot

Real Thing - KMFDM

Operation Compass - Carach Angren

Last - Nine Inch Nails

Love in Vein - Skinny Puppy

Stray Bullet - KMFDM

Jakob’s picks

Tierra Querida - Natalia Lafourcade

Hunger - Æther Realm

El Balcón de Paul - El Cuarteto de Nos

Apocalipsis Zombi - also El Cuarteto de Nos

Lo Malo De Ser Bueno - El Cuarteto de Nos

Te Mata - Kali Uchis

Eterna Soedade - Xhamain

Recuérdame - La Quinta Estación and Marc Anthony

Soledad y el Mar - Natalia Lafourcade

Caballo Homosexual de las Montañas - Karil

Recuérdame - Gael García Bernal (from Coco, sorry i love him and had to include him somehow even if the title is literally the same as the other unrelated song)

O - i genuinely just don’t listen to anything that starts with O apparently

La Llorona - Ángela Aguilar

La Ciruela - Nico Play

Santa Muerte - Twin Temple

tagging: @theoutli3r @tiptapricot @pokimoko @un-sea-lie @spiteswallow @rotteprinsen @snowliesred @fdelopera and anyone else who would like to join in. i also don’t think there’s any law against yall using your other blogs instead of the ones i tagged if you like the letter arrangements better lmao i just tagged mains (?)

The og post got extremely long so I'm starting a new chain! List a song you love for every letter of your URL

Thanks for the tag @youcouldbewonderful <3

Can't Lose You - Type O Negative

Our Lady of Sorrows - My Chemical Romance

Robot Stop - King Gizzard & the Lizard Wizard

Down in the Park - Gary Numan

Up the Down Escalator - The Chameleons

Rats - Syd Barrett

Our Trinitone Blast - Stereolab

Your Imagination - All Natural Lemon & Lime Flavors

Silver Snail - Pixies

Once in a Lifetime - Talking Heads

Crushed - The Brian Jonestown Massacre

Kodama - Kikagaku Moyo

Zombie - Jye Ant

Tagging @thealterscrolls @sadblueish @gallwithapall @spockos @acidic-axolotl if you want <3

[worstwulf]

emo kaj photo dump because they ate this up

[knightstormcloud]

[yihooniall]

cutie patooties on a cookie 🩷

[caixxa]

Nåmen de har varit I Strömsö!!

(Christoffer Strandberg in gorgeous drag e där också)

[captainscodex]

introducing to the world, my house md ocs!

meet my stupid (medical doctor) idiot (very intelligent) babies (grown adults). they each have their own ask/rp blogs, so feel free to drop asks for them, or interact!

Dr. Miroh Seaforth 💭

Meet Miroh. He's, by all accounts, personified sunshine; bright, joyful and determined to put a smile on your face. He loves his job a whole bunch and, despite his softness, works best under pressure, making him a perfect fit in the emergency room staff.

Born: June 22, aged 30

Pronouns: He/Him (Miroh is a trans guy!)

Nationality: American, raised in Chicago

Specialism: Emergency medicine (ER doc)

Likes: Hot cocoa, rabbits, collecting sweaters, a certain blonde up in diagnostics...

Dislikes: Warm weather, alcohol, Dr. Gregory House.

Ask blog: @seaforth-at-ppth

Dr. Avery Jakobs 🔅

Meet Avery. She's... well, she's interesting. Avery is a fierce and headstrong cardiothorasic surgeon, often coming across as argumentative or cold. She knows she's damn good at what she does. She is relentless when it comes to getting her patients- and herself at times- exactly what it is they need. Avery takes a long, long time to warm up and make friends with people because of her nature, but once she does, she becomes their most vocal ally.

Born: August 14, aged 32

Pronouns: She/Her (Cis lesbian :])

Nationality: German, born in Stuttgart

Specialism: Cardiothorasic Surgeon

Likes: Metal, peace and quiet, picking fights with surgery fellows for the hell of it, Miroh and Oscar.

Dislikes: Authority, cold weather, rain, the vast majority of Princeton Plainsboro?

Ask blog: @jakobs-at-ppth

Dr. Oscar Ramirez 🦉

Meet Oscar. He isn't the most social person. He likes to be left alone and to drown himself in lab work so that he doesn't have to deal with the constant shenanigans of the hospital staff. That being said, and as antisocial as Oscar can be, the few friends he does have around the hospital are his favourite people. Occasionally, he'll pack an extra lunch for Miroh- just on the off-chance he forgets to eat again- or a book for Avery that caught his eye and made him think of her.

Born: February 27, aged 42.

Pronouns: He/Him (Oscar is a cis bisexual!)

Nationality: American, raised in Albuquerque.

Specialism: Clinical Pathologist

Likes: Lab work, being left to his own devices, classical music, having lunch with Dr. Wilson, bed time

Dislikes: The diagnostics department and their antics, Dr. Gregory House, loud noises.

Ask blog: @ramirez-at-ppth

[sflow-er]

How far can KAJ go? According to Axel, the guys were told at the start of their career that their dialect would delimit them; at a maximum, their appeal could extend to Vasa. "With KAJ, we have always come farther than we expected. The first time we [had a show] at the theatre, and many times even before that, we thought, shit, we've peaked now. After the theatre, we broke through in the Swedish-speaking parts of Finland as a whole, and we just went, what the hell is this?" "It feels like we're always putting on shoes that are a little too big; like the result is better with that little bit of extra effort. For example with YOLO, we asked ourselves, how would the big boys do this? And with Pa to ta na kako, we made a huge video," says Jakob. KAJ intar scenen i Nästan unplugged, 2018 (concert link)

Six and a half years later:

[greensolsikke]

Finally I get to know which KAJ member I am

[thealterscrolls]

really funny when we haven’t really engaged or been interested very much in moon knight as an interest of ours in a long while and then the moment i front after not seriously fronting for five months im like OOO MOON KNIGHT and rewatched episode 5 and want to work on fic. nobody should be surprised but also like… even pre the 5 month break i wasn’t really that engaged in mk

[enigmatist17]

Haven't written these absolute nerds in forever :)

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He knew he'd found The One when he arrived on Eden-6.

It had hit Alistair Hammerlock when he'd stepped off the small ship he'd called home for some time, the hunter barely having a moment to look around the swampy planet before a tingle ran up his spine. A quick look around showed that he was still alone on his makeshift landing spot, and after a moment, he shrugged and set about making camp. That phantom tingle kept lingering as Hammerlock explored the planet, the hunter growing frustrated the longer this sort of "game" went on. Sometimes he felt it near one of the many bars that littered places closer to civilization, other times he felt it near waterfalls out in the middle of nowhere, the feeling teasing as it was addicting. When he was summoned to the Jakobs estate once it became known the legendary Alistair Hammerlock was on Eden-6, the tingle became a full on electric thrum.

What in the heavens was causing this?!

His answer came in the form of Wainwright Jakobs.

Alistair had been the perfect guest as the current CEO of the company droned on about the estate and its origins. To be truthful, it was rather dull, but his thoughts vanished when they turned a corner, and Hammerlock ran into a man who had his nose in a book with a soft grunt.

"Ah, just the man I was lookin' fer! This here is my son Wainwright, the reason I actually invited ya here for." Montgomery droned on, words going unheard as the hunter stares at the shorter man, who seemed just as enraptured by the hunter. That cursed feeling had finally stopped the moment they had collided, and if Hammerlock was a betting man, it would mean he had finally found his other half.

What a strange notion.

Due to his family and how their name was like a poison akin to the likes of Handsome Jack, Alistair had given up hope on his soulmate. No one would want to be shackled to someone with his past, with his penchant for danger and long stretches of time out on the hunt. Yet, instead of revulsion or any other negative look he'd always imagined on the face of his other half, Wainwright looked...curious. He doesn't get much of a chance to do anything when a rough pat on the shoulder from the elder Jakobs jars both men from their stare off, Alistair pulled away from Wainwright and further into the manor.

He misses the fact that Wainwright is still watching when they head away and further into the home, book on the floor forgotten.

Neither man has much of a chance to speak until they're paired up and sent off on a small hunting expedition, Wainwright kicking up a right fuss while an amused Hammerlock watches in the background.

"Now I don't get why I've got ta go on this damned huntin' party!"

"We're bein' gracious hosts, and since you decided not ta come along the last set, yer goin' on this one."

"We can host Mr. Hammerlock in this manor just fine, yer just tryin' to get rid of me."

"Oh hush, like any saurian would eat you anyways, ol' piece of leather."

"They might be stubborn, but you've got them beat by a country mile."

"Gentlemen, if we are to make good time, we must begin our trip soon." Alistair finally cut in, not entirely sure if the barbs being thrown around were truly in an attempt to cause pain. Montgomery seemed to be more amused than anything as Wainwright left the room with a quiet grumble, Alistair fairly certain he heard some rather colorful curses as the other trailed out of the room.

"Wainwright is just blowin' hot air, the damned boy would rather be readin' in the study than anything else."

"If you say so."

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Wainwright seemed to loosen up when he and Alistair hopped into a provided vehicle, clearly a bit uncomfortable with going out deep into the wilderness. However, once they had driven away from the massive manor and headed past the security gates, he finally eyed the hunter with that same curiosity from the day previous.

"So, what brings a big huntin' legend like yerself down to Eden-6?" It was an easy question to start with, the manufacturer grabbing onto a handle when Hammerlock makes a sharp turn.

"I'd heard the wildlife here is quite a challenge, and I do so enjoy them." The hunter grinned, pulling up his ECHO to check they were still going the right way despite still driving at maximum speed. "I was not expecting to have been seen so quickly, but I doubt many people of my particular reputation visit your planet."

"Not as such, no." Hammerlock must have finally realized that speed was not that necessary as he finally let off the gas somewhat, the greenery no longer a blur as they headed to wherever they were going. For a while, they drove in a silence that was, at the start, awkward but soon companionable as Wainwright began to point out various beasts and the sorts of places they liked to hide. Hammerlock pulled over beside a waterfall, and when dusk blanketed the planet, the native pointed out that the massive tree beside the water would be the best place to set up camp for the evening.

"We're awful close to some saurian nestin' sites, so sleepin' on the ground ain't it."

"For someone who seemed displeased for the hunt, you've been quite informative." Hammerlock made sure they covered the vehicle up with large leaves before hauling their packs out of the trunk, turning to toss it to Wainwright, only to find the man heading for the large pool of water. "Where are you going?"

"Best we get cleaned up down here before we head up." The Jakobs shed his jacket when he was a few feet from the water, clearly not minding that he had company. "C'mon, the water is nice and cool too."

"Uh, as you wish." It wasn't the first time Hammerlock had bathed in close quarters with other people, having lived with the Crimson Raiders on a planet that barely had water on the best of days. Not once had his eye strayed in those times, yet for some reason, he couldn't stop himself from looking over at Wainwright as they both quickly washed off the sticky humidity from their skin. Something within him was telling Hammerlock to go over, to touch the deeply tanned skin he caught flashes of when the southern man stepped under the outer part of the waterfall.

It was quite infuriating.

However, they both finished cleaning off and quickly dressed as the night grew ever closer, the southerner finding a small alcove about ten feet off the ground for them to spend the night in. It was a little bit of a squeeze, but Hammerlock had slept in worse, merely starting a small fire to cook their dinner as the forest fell into complete darkness.

"I must say, this planet is absolutely stunning."

"That's a rare compliment." Wainwright glanced up from the book he'd brought along, watching Hammerlock follow what had to be a familiar ritual from his previous hunts. "Most people say it's a pass, and that the name is a misnomer."

"Oh it is, but every world has its own beauty." The hunter laughed, setting his hat aside to dab at some sweat on his brow. "The humidity could be forgone, however."

"If I could change somethin', it'd be that." He agreed, his book forgotten as he watched the hunter cook.

Ever since he'd run into the taller man, Wainwright had been holding back his absolute glee at finding his One.

In his youth, Wainwright never gave the thought of a soulmate much attention. He focused far more on being reckless and traveling until he settled down rather quickly. Being the heir to one of the major gun corporations, however, made him a target, and once he found that being at home wasn't the worst thing half the time, Wainwright found his contentment in a good book and a glass of whisky. As the years ticked by and age settled on his body, Wainwright thought about settling down, hoping that maybe his other half might show up on his usual yearly PR tours. Instead, the damned man showed up in his house, of all things, being dragged around by his father and looking quite bored with the tour that could last up to hours. However, despite knowing that Hammerlock must have felt that rush of energy when they touched, he seemed...well, Wainwright wasn't sure, maybe surprised? Caged?

Well, Wainwright was not the most patient man.

He struck after they had eaten one of Hammerlock's vacuum-packed meals and cleaned up, the fire casting a cozy light in their alcove as the distant noises of wildlife filled the air.

"You mind if I ask ya somethin'?" Hammerlock was sitting across from him fiddling with his sniper rifle, practiced hands disassembling and cleaning the parts one by one.

"By all means." Glancing up, Wainwright found himself temporarily transfixed by the soft blue glow of Hammerlock's mechanical eye, internally wincing at not having noticed the prosthetic beforehand. "Is something the matter?"

"Sorry, didn't realize you've a mechanical eye 'till just now." Hammerlock clearly wasn't expecting that answer, lips twitching up in an amused smirk.

"Usually, most ask what happened; I don't believe I've met someone who didn't notice at first glance."

"Well, I blame my own blasted eye then." Wainwright shook his head, setting his book aside.

"Oh?" Leaning over his gun, Hammerlock looked at the younger Jakobs, noting that both eyes seemed organic. He was about to say something when he noticed that Wainwright's left eye was not quite focused on the hunter, the pupil slightly enlarged. "I was wondering why you brought along a shotgun on a hunting trip."

"Figure I can make a right distraction if needed." He grinned, his beloved shotgun just within reach. "Works fine for me."

"Worry not, I shall not let any beast close enough for you to need use of your weapon." Neither man could ignore the protective tone that laced the simple statement, and the hunter awkwardly looked down at his gun. "Sorry, I-"

"What's there ta be sorry for? Don't think you're that blind to see what's goin' on, pardon the pun." Wainwright grinned as Hammerlock couldn't stop the snort that escaped him, that soft blue light flickering back up to fixate on him. "Didn' think I'd meet ya in my own home."

"Neither did I, all things considered." It's the first time the man has looked almost bashful, fiddling with the scope in his hands and looking away from the Jakobs' gaze. "Quite frankly, I never expected to find you at all, although the irony of finding you on a planet I've always wanted to hunt on is not lost, rest assured."

"Aw, I'm flattered." The joke doesn't seem to land with the other, and for a few minutes, they sit together as the fire crackles and jabbers howl in the distance. "Mind tellin' me why you're bracin' for somethin'?"

"I..." Nothing in his grand vocabulary seemed to be the proper word for what Hammerlock wanted to convey, a veritable first. "I am a Hammerlock."

"...yes?" Wainwright adjusts his posture as he keeps his gaze on the fire, giving Hammerlock as much room as they had, being inside a tree and all.

"My family name is poison to most, and while I've not been in their company for many years, it follows like a plague. It would most likely be in your health and my limited supply of sanity if I simply just...maintain my solitude." It felt like a skag was disemboweling Alistair as he carefully spoke the words he'd prepared many years ago, but it truly would be for the best if he kept the Hammerlock name from disinfecting something he'd only dared to dream of.

He was not expecting Wainwright to start laughing, looking up at the Jakobs in pure surprise. True, he wasn't sure how his soulmate was going to react, but the laughter that seemed to shake his entire body was not it.

"Why now that is just the stupidest excuse I ever did hear!" Wainwright finally wheezed out when the laughter passed, the amusement turning to fury now. "You're goin' to throw away this because of your damned family? Like hell you will!"

"It's truly for the best!" Alistair retorted, quickly moving his disassembled rifle aside. "If not that, surely you are aware that I take on legendary beasts that can, and have in the past, killed me! I cannot inflict that life on someone else!"

"Well it ain't your decision, I ain't some weak little fling you're gonna toss aside."

"You are being too stubborn for your own good!"

"Damn right I am." With that, Wainwright got onto his knees, and dragged Hammerlock into a kiss before either of them could regret it. Not that they would, the moment they connected, it was like the entire universe just ceased to exist save for each other. The Southerner had maybe a few seconds before Hammerlock was pressing him back against the wall of their alcove, kissing him like he would drown without the contact, not that he damn well minded. The hunter was a damn attractive man and owned it with a grace hardly seen in the galaxy, grinning like a giddy teen when they both eventually needed air. "See? Not goin' anywhere."

"No." The poor guy seemed too stunned to speak, and the smile on his face was something that Wainwright was already treasuring.

"Saurian got your tongue, darlin?"

"Yes?" The manufacturer chuckled and gently pushed the taller man back, the movement seeming to reboot his brain as he scurried back with a blush. "A-Apologies."

"No need, I enjoyed that."

"I did as well."

With that, Eden-6 became less of a prime hunting spot and more of a prospective home, a thought that made Alistair's head spin. True, he'd lived on Pandora ever since his father had used the planet as a punishment turned unexpected salvation, and he'd become fond of the place when he thought of friends and allies. Yet now it failed to hold a candle to this swamp-esque planet with its cursed humidity, all for a man with a nasty temper and charm that could turn a bandit sane he'd met only a day previous.

Not the strangest thing to ever happen to him, but easily the best.

[worstwulf]

happy pride month kajnation 🏳️‍🌈

[qstarhalo]

❤︎ Starhalo - "Let's watch the night pass" ❤︎

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY @karoo-o !! Here's my @qsmp-secretvalentine 's to you: A playlist in which starhalo + kids stay out talking and watching the stars and night pass by (until the kids get sleepy)

I wanted to go with the idea of a family outing and I was going to do a picnic themed playlist where Pomme wanted to have a picnic and so they all went on one. However, while it would've a nice one, them staying out at night made more sense and I'm really glad that I stuck with that idea.

Tried to keep the songs have a somewhat calm melody/beat but ehh might have gotten carried away a tad ^^" But nonetheless, I hope you enjoy the songs and happy valentine's day!! <33

Undercut is the YouTube playlist + written out songs:

★ YouTube Link ★

★ Lover is a Day - Cuco

★ Space Song - Beach House

★ Show Me How - Men I Trust

★ 1989 - Delights

★ Everybody Wants To Rule The World - Tears For Fears

★ Flowers to the Moon - Tip Stevens

★ You Might Be Sleeping - Jakob, Clairo

★ Locos - León Larregui

★ Space Girl - Frances Forever

★ Loverboy - A-Wall

★ YKWIM? - Yot Club

★ Ta reine - Angèle

★ What Would I Do - Strawberry Guy

★ Kind of a Nice Time - Vansire

★ Cigarette Daydreams - Cage The Elephant

★ New Flesh - Current Joys

★ Apocalypse - Cigarettes After Sex

★ Freaks - Surf Curse

★ Swing Lynn - Harmless

★ 505 - Arctic Monkeys

★ Greek God - Conan Gray

★ Are You Bored Yet? - Wallows ft. Clairo

★ Cool With You - Her's

★ Let's Fall in Love for the Night (1964) - FINNEAS

★ Put Your Records On - Britt Momney

★ Escapism | Alternative Version - xUnreachablee

★ rises the moon - Liana Flores

★ Je te laisserai des mots - Patrick Watson

★ Ylang Ylang - FNJ, ((( O )))

★ Nostalgia - Joe Hisaishi

★ Fallen Down - Ricky Not Montgomery

★ Adagio - TwoSet Violin

★ Snowfall - øneheart x reindeski

[bridgetotheotherside]

Inntar Rådhusteatret i Ski: – Drikk gjerne litt før du kommer

Østlandets Blad, 29.09.2023 [$] [video]

Ylvis spiller akkurat nå inn sitt nye tv-show i Rådhusteatret i Ski. ØB tok en prat med gutta underveis i øvingene. Se videointervju øverst i artikkelen, og le deg gjennom vårt møte med artistene.

SKI: Denne høsten har Ylvis inntatt, eller skal vi kanskje si invadert, Rådhusteatret i Ski. Der skal de spille inn ti show for TV 2. Disse programmene skal vises på TV 2 til våren.

Allerede tidlig i mars ble Rand og de andre på Rådhusteatret kontaktet av Concord tv som står bak produksjonen. Etter en omvisning i teateret i Ski, ble valget tatt og til høsten kommer brødrene, sammen med et stort crew, til Ski for å lage TV-underholdning.

Til sammen 4750 publikummere kan få med seg disse innspillingene før det skal strømmes og kringkastes til våren.

Men hvorfor akkurat Ski? Det kommer vi nærmere tilbake til.

Men hva er konseptet?

ØB spør Bård og Vegard Ylvisåker om de kan forklare hva konseptet er.

– Det lurer vi også på. Vi prøver å finne ut av det, sier de to tørrvittig, for de fortsetter med konseptbeskrivelsen.

– Det er kort fortalt et slags musikkvissprogram, der jeg og Bård skal konkurrere mot hverandre. Vi får med oss en kjent gjest hver i hvert program, og den konstellasjonen med våre gjester blir to band, som skal oppstå i begynnelsen av programmet, og mot slutten stikker den denne av med gullplate, mens det andre badet oppløses og havner i rennesteinen, sier Vegard.

– Det gøye med programmet er at vi og de vet lite på forhånd. Det begynner med kostymer som vi aldri har sett før, og så er det rett ut på scenen og vi må finne på alt. Så det kan bli mye drit, sier Vegard.

Bård fortsetter:

– Dette er jo ikke Beat for Beat, men det er som vi liker å gjøre, nemlig å ta tak i et format og riste litt i det. Det er et musikkviss-format, men vi gjør det på vårt vis, sier han.

Publikum må nok forvente seg en del overraskelser. Ingenting er øvd inn på forhånd, og alt blir improvisert i studio.

– Vi må finne på mye der og da. Det blir et slags improbasert kvisshow med kjente gjester. Vi har hatt det veldig gøy og har laget en rekke innslag allerede. Det er en del latter, og vi håper det blir like gøy for seerne som for oss.

Bror mot bror

I brødrenes noe kreative beskrivelse av konseptet, tenker jeg vi bør videreformidle det som står i pressemeldinga fra TV2:

«Ylvis mot Ylvis» er tittelen på Bård og Vegard Ylvisåkers aller første programserie på TV 2. Det splitter nye programkonseptet beskrives av TV 2 som et humoristisk musikkprogram hvor Ylvis-brødrene leder hvert sitt kjendislag som skal konkurrere mot hverandre i elleville musikalske konkurranser. Ingenting er øvd inn på forhånd, alt blir improvisert i studio, så her kan absolutt alt skje.

Som programleder har Bård og Vegard fått med seg selveste Emilie Nicolas, som debuterer som programleder. Blant kjendisene som skal være med på moroa, finner vi Jakob Schøyen Andersen, Martha Leivestad, Calle Hellevang-Larsen, Natalie Bjerke Roland med flere.

Derfor valgte de Nordre Follo

ØB spør om hvorfor i all verden de endte opp med å velge Ski som innspillingssted.

– Det var internasjonalt press som førte oss hit. Folk i utlandet sier til oss: «You should try Ski, yeah». Vi liker jo å ligge litt foran. Oslo er en by i vekst, og snart er jo dette midt i sentrum av Oslo, så vi vil være først, sier de to med glimt i øyet.

ØB spør om de har hatt tid til å se seg om i «storbyen» Ski. Det har vært sparsommelig med det.

– Det har vært litt lite foreløpig, men vi har jo vært rundt i Ski før. Vi har kjørt rundt her i en elektrisk bil og skremt folk med toghorn en gang. Det er mange lettskremte folk i Ski. Ellers så har det vært en del pendling mellom kulturhuset og storsenteret. Jeg har kjøpt noen lamper her i lampebutikken, men de ble ødelagt begge to. Det var dårlig kvalitet. Det er sørgelig, sier Vegard.

– Har dere testa noen spisesteder, da?

– Nei, egentlig ikke. Vi så stedet No. 4, så jeg kunne tenke meg å spise der, men vi har så dårlig tid at vi har måttet spise sushi. Men den var god, sier Vegard.

Alltid videre

Ylvis-brødrene har holdt på med underholdning i 20 år. Men hvor finner de egentlig inspirasjonen fra og kreativiteten?

– Kreativitet er det mange som bruker mystisk men ofte er det misnøye. Det klør, og man er ikke fornøyd, så man ikke har det bra, så man setter seg f.eks. foran tv-en og tenker «alt er bare dritt. Det er dritt på tv. Jeg må lage noe som er bedre enn dette», og så prøver man, og så får man det ikke til., sier Bård.

– Vi har laget et talkshow på fem sesonger. Men så begynte vi å kjede oss, og måtte gjøre noe annet.

Ber folk ta seg en pinne og komme

Brødrene har en klar oppfordring til folk i Ski og omegn:

– Bortsett fra det åpenbare, som å respektere hverandre, «God damn it», bruk sikkerhetsbelte, puss tenner, ikke drikk for mye, selv om det er lov å ta seg en pinne ei ny og ne. Det må være lov å kose seg i Ski òg. Men kom og se på oss, for Guds skyld. For blir det skikkelig drit, blir det bare denne ene sesongen, så ikke gå glipp av det.

– Vi håper folk kommer med en respektløs energi. De kan rope, nesten ta med tomater men helst ikke, for det blir så grisete, men hvis du kommer, drikk deg gjerne litt opp på forhånd. Det løser voldsomt opp i stemningen, avslutter de.

De ansatte ved Rådhusteatret i Ski har ikke fått noen konkrete arbeidsoppgaver ennå, men skal i første omgang bare være verter for både crew og publikum. Selve innspillingene vil foregå i løpet av tre uker. Selskapet bak produksjonen har leid Rådhusteatret mandag og tirsdag i disse ukene. Det vil bli to innspillinger de fleste av disse dagene og nytt publikum til hver innspilling.

Dermed er det bare å glede seg til programmet er ferdig innspilt. Enn så lenge kan du ta turen og være publikum. Ønsker du ikke dette, får du vente til programmet er premiereklart en gang til våren.

[caixxa]

Julkkisuni.

Näin unta KAJn Kevin Holmströmistä. Olin menossa haastattelemaan sitä sen rakkaudesta hevosiin ja ratsastamiseen. Olin ylimääräisenä tyyppinä mukana juttukeikalla, jolla toinen toimittaja oli menossa valokuvaajan kanssa tekemään yleisempää KAJ-juttua, mulla oli tähtäimessä tuo ihan erityinen aihe.

Kun tultiin paikalle, siellä oli ikään kuin joku media opportunity jossa oli useampia ihmisiä ulkosalla, KAJn jäsenet ja jotain niiden taustatiimiä, mä lähestyin Keviniä joka istui maassa risti-istunnassa. Sillä oli sinertävä tukka ja samanlainen eteenpäin kammattu otsis kuin vuosia sitten, ikään kuin Pa to ta na kako -kuvausten värjäyksen jäänteitä.

Kättelin ja esittelin itseni. Sanoin ensin että olen että olen iso fani, mihin se nyökkäsi ja kiitteli hieman vaivautuneena (siinä hetkessä se oli tosin vähän aikaa Jakob) mutta lisäsin sitten että olen siis se joka soitteli että tekisin juttua siitä mitä hevoset merkitsee sulle.

Se nousi ylös ja halasi mua. Ja tein sen koko haastattelun niin, että se piti mua tiukassa halauksessa, pää kumartuneena lähelle mun korvaa, ja puhui pitkään hiljaisella äänellä. Tein muistiinpanoja sen selän takana kädet sen kainaloiden alitse vartalon ympärillä, yritin nähdä lehtiöni sen olan yli. Oli kostea viileä ilma, maassa oli vähän sulavaa lunta ja ilmassa tihkuista utua, paperi pehmeni kun kirjoitin lyijykynällä. Yritin päässäni suomentaa vastauksia koska horjuin koko ajan sen välillä, teenkö muistiinpanot ruotsiksi vai suomeksi. Mieleeni tuli että onneksi laitoin puhelimen äänittämään.

Tajusin jossain vaiheessa, että kaikki sen vastaukset oli itse asiassa suoraan ruotsiksi käännettyä laulunsanoitusta, Tapio Rautavaaran laulusta "Vain ratsumies voi tietää" (tiedoksi: sellaista laulua ei ole oikeasti olemassa, se on "Vain merimies voi tietää"). Se ei saanut mua ajattelemaan että onpa feikki jannu, vaan ajattelin kaikkia vanhan ajan isännän ja hevosen työpareja, suomenhevosia sodassa ja savotoilla, ja se liikutti mua tosi kovasti.

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Palasin pääsiäishiljaisuudesta kirjoittamaan tämän unen muistiin koska en halua unohtaa sitä mutta en kyllä halua jakaa sitä kenenkään oikean elämän läheisteni kanssa. Ja joo, voisin kyllä nähdä vaikka joka yö unta jossa Kevin halaa mua tiukasti ja kuiskii mun korvaan hevosista.

Ja siis ikinä missään ei ole ollut mitään mainintaa, että Kevin olisi millään lailla hevosmies, mutta mun uneni päätti että se on.

[wainwrightjakobshammerlock]

Chapter 13: THE PATRIARCHS IN: Ta Time Tfor Tea

Summary:

Warnings: None A throwback to a time before the men of the house became the iconic power couple they are now known as - and a time before they established some of their little "rituals".