Torshov, '05, by Flight Mode

Torshov, '05

by Flight Mode

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1.	Twentyfour 02:42	lyrics	buy track
The night before I said lately I’ve been blooming The Window Was Open, The Smoke Wasn't Moving DIY, pink on black Right there at the top of the CD stack Already told you I'm lying and stealing A notebook to shape my memory Need someone bright to to the math for my self-referential polygraph How do you shake that restless feeling when you're 23? I close my eyes, I'm quickly resealing You say love is carefree I don't know if you mean it So tonight, we're figuratively naked You said: "I'm like you, just without the pretension" You could call it an understatement of the year, but that would be faking it And now you stand here in the darkened room Full of expectations The curtains waving I don't know if I told you, I'll be out of here soon Cause how do you shake that restless feeling? When you're 24 You meet my eyes, I stare at the ceiling Say love is war I don't know if I mean it Mean it This minute Mean it This minute I don't know if I mean it Mean it Mean it This minute Mean it I don't know if I mean it Mean it! Mean it! Mean it! Mean it! Mean it!
2.	Blinks 02:47	lyrics	buy track
In need of sustenance, jaded and bored Behind the counter of a chain record store Wanting to go out Made it clear Might need your oversight and time So I can disappear underneath your eyelids A speck of dust in an ocean of nihilists He's elegant and understated, while you shrug your shoulders and blink until you cry Someone's imposing on the perfect view The buildings and the trees that we once knew Too fucked to drink tonight, that's how I feel But then, you're spinning on your heels Right there when he said: "Ladies and gentlemen, we are floating in alcohol to make music to get drunk to" I rolled my eyes, and blinked until I cried
3.	Togetherness 03:19	lyrics	buy track
Disappointments spawn togetherness Underneath what's covering your chest The plain gray fabric of your dress in the space between my thumb and my index And then I hesitate, but you're wide awake You've been cuing in this mistake While as of late I've been busy waiting for the end of days I've been busy waiting And then you stand there Of course you hesitate, but I'm wide awake here And as of late you´ve been busy waiting You've been busy waiting
4.	Dö Yoü Rëmëmbër 03:26	lyrics	buy track
If I accepted this slow-mo apocalypse, is this how you wanted it? Statements around your wrists Reasons to coexist I've made extensive lists How I took another sip from the paper cup Tasted your lips The slow continental drift Your knuckles brushing against my hip An outline, a synopsis Backwater road trips Sweethearted communists Strange how the air was crisp, but the fog still refused to lift I wonder what we missed Window panes thick with mist I think we finally kissed, but I can't quite remember it How do you catch it? Strengthen all the certain colors on the wall And I am white patches, strength and all How do you catch it? If you know what I mean I wonder what we missed? Sweeping tectonic shifts I used to know how a memory slips Now I just can't remember it

about

[SAL019]

Five years later. I still have my quarrels with nostalgia. But I'm en route to somewhere, and I'm moving backwards as I'm moving forward. Torshov is a borough in Oslo, Norway where I shared an apartment with some friends throughout most of my twenties. In 2005 I turned 24.

So why 2005, and why Torshov? It could have been any year. It could have been anywhere. I could have been anyone. I'm not being nostalgic, I'm just trying to remember it. And remember me.

It's the year full of realizations, but no epiphanies. The year when the wide-eyed arrogance of your early twenties is beginning to fade. When you cross the excuse for a river in this peripheral city every Tuesday, to go stand behind the counter at a chain record store. When you've just released your first EP with your indie rock band, meticulously scissoring each and every jewel case inlay. When you thought it was a good idea to go down to said river with your Jazzmaster for a band photo. When that photo, along with the CDs that will no longer play, is the only real document you were able to find from that year, and everything else is a haze of auditoriums, alcohol and neverlasting love. Because it's a year of limbo, a leap year in every sense but the literal, everything digitized but not yet stored in the virtual cloud. So all your memories are now virtually floating somewhere in the literal clouds with no strings tying them down.

And you're trying to reconstruct, just to realize you weren't really there, that you were someone else, and that someone else is forever lost in the fragility of the time that passed. Then, you think if you can just catch it fast enough, with enough immediacy, it might just ring true, you might be there. But again, you see it's all pure construction rather than reconstruction. But at least this is how I remember it.

I also remember, if I somewhat embarrassedly admit it, that Death Cab for Cutie was probably my favorite band back in '05 – although the burgeoning indie elitist in me was skeptical of (but secretly loving) Transatlanticism and outright dismissive of the newly released Plans. However, when Death Cab expat Chris Walla stumbled into my sphere right on the tail end of recording this EP, I knew he had to be involved in some capacity. He has mixed two of the songs in Hall of Justice. It just seems too fitting. Just like the fact that 24 is exactly 2.42 long (or should I say short). Otherwise, the EP was recorded, and mostly written, over four days in June, just like the last one. June 24th - 27th to be specific.

- Sjur Lyseid

credits

released May 6, 2022

Flight Mode is:
Sjur Lyseid - guitar, vocals, bass
Anders Blom - guitar
Eirik Kirkemyr - drums, backing vocals, bass, guitar

Guest vocals on “Dö Yoü Rëmëmbër” by Keith Latinen.
Backing vocals on “Dö Yoü Rëmëmbër” by Kenneth Flatnes.

All songs written by Sjur Lyseid, except “Togetherness” written by Eirik Kirkemyr and Sjur Lyseid.

Recorded at Globus Studio in Oslo, Norway, June 24-27 2021.
Produced and engineered by Sjur Lyseid.

“Twentyfour” and “Blinks” mixed by Chris Walla.
“Togetherness” and “Dö Yoü Rëmëmbër” mixed by Sjur Lyseid.

Mastered by Martin Bowitz.

Artwork by Bjørn Andreas Maurseth.

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Flight Mode Oslo, Norway

A band from Oslo, Norway.

discography

The Three Times

Feb 2024
Tøyen, ‘13

Feb 2024
Torshov, '05

May 2022
TX, '98

Jun 2021

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