My first a-ha memory is connected to a Whitsun vacation with my parents in Pessaro Italy sometime during my early teens: as I was chilling on the beach, “Hunting High And Low” was playing on my walkman on endless repeat. I honestly can’t remember how I came to own that cassette, but by the time we returned home it was completly worn out, no longer fit to use and me, I had lost my heart....

I’m again and again smitten by _that_ voice…