If you were to die tomorrow, how would you spend your final day on Earth? Exploding into heaven this month is Royksopp’s Torbjørn Brundtland.
Where would you wake up?
I would want to wake up at home in Bergen, Norway. I’m not that old yet but I’m getting there and I’ve started to realise that there’s a reason why people tend to want to be home when they’re sick or about to die. There’s something very artificial about going to a luxurious place where you’ve never been before to spend your last day.
Who do you wake up next to?
I’d like to wake up next to at least one out of every species of animal. But it would also be nice to wake up with my girlfriend.
What would there be left to achieve on your last day?
I can see myself making this grand plan of finding everyone and telling them all how much I love them. However, instead I find myself in bed at 3pm and I’ve slept for half the day. I would probably make grand plans and then just oversleep. So I think it could go two ways. I could try and be generous and get together with the people that I’m close to and tell them all how much they mean to me. But at the same time that’s also really egocentric as I’m about to die and therefore the more I make them love me, the more pain they’ll be in. So I think I’ll skip that just because I’m selfless. So I’d go to my enemies and tell them how much I hate them all. I could be as rude to them as I want as I know that I’m going to have the last word anyway. But my enemy list isn’t that long and I wouldn’t be that cruel, just the odd harsh word and kick in the ass.
What’s gonna be the soundtrack to your flight?
I’d be listening to ‘Radioactivity’ by Kraftwerk. Not the whole album though, just the first three songs on side A and the beginning and the end of side B.
Who do have at your final dinner?
I’d invite Silvio Berlusconi. There’s just something about the whole Italian political thing that really fascinates me. We played in Italy recently and the whole crowd were cheering. I just thought to myself that’s what Berlusconi must feel like all the time. He’s just a beautiful man and nobody can take that away from him.
What are you going to eat?
I’d be polite and therefore we’d eat Italian food.
What are you going to do after dinner?
I’d take in some fresh air and pristine Norwegian scenery, the things that we Norwegians are so proud of.
What would be your greatest regret?
That I’ve spent too much of my life worrying and thinking too much about really unimportant things and meaningless little details. Like when you’re having a really refreshing shower and you spend the whole time thinking about ridiculously pointless things. I know that I would have had a much more relaxing life if I had been able to let go of these stressful thoughts.
Who is the last person you kiss?
It’s really boring, but I’d have to say my girlfriend.
How are you going to die?
I’d jump off a cliff with a bomb attached to me so that just before I hit the ground I’d explode. I’d do it all to an Eighties heavy metal soundtrack like Twisted Sister.
What would your final words be?
I’d probably say something very pompous that doesn’t have any real meaning to it. Something like, “Everyone should all live together in harmony.”
What song would you like to be played at your funeral?
I’d like Vangelis to play at my funeral if he could – the Greek keyboard magician.
What’s it going to say on your gravestone?
“What are you looking at?!”
Which dead star would welcome you at the pearly gates?
I don’t know. But what I do know is that the afterlife appeals to me because of the idea that I will increase my understanding of the world when I’m there. I want to find out the meaning of life and see the bigger picture. If the afterlife was just an excuse to revel in ignorant bliss like everlasting drug trips, then I would be rather disappointed. Knowledge before bliss, definitely.
If you were resurrected the day after, who or what would you like to come back as?
If it weren’t for the fact that they’re endangered I’d like to be resurrected as a tiger.
