The ending credits written for the documentary Sanatoriet -Fortellinger.
Composer: Erik Normann Aanonsen
Director: Therese Jacobsen
Photographer: Jørgen Nordby
Produced by Mer Film.

Sanatoriet -Fortellinger, Ending Credits

Erik N. S. Aanonsen: Acoustic guitar and vocals
Sunniva Molvær Ihlhaug: Fiddle
Hanna Sannes Aanonsen: Bass
Jon-Vetle Lunden: Drums
Ole Jørgen Reindal: Electric guitar

Folk melody from Nordfjord, Norway
Lyrics by Anders Hovden
Arrangement and production by Erik N. S. Aanonsen
Mixed, mastered and engineered by James Makepeace and Erik N. S. Aanonsen

Ned i vester soli glader

Music and lyrics by Erik Normann Sannes Aanonsen
Arrangements by Monograf
Produced by Erik N. S. Aanonsen
Mixing, mastering and engineering by James Makepeace and Erik N. S. Aanonsen

Erik N. S. Aanonsen: Guitar and vocals
Sunniva Molvær Ihlhaug: Fiddle and backing vocals
Hanna Sannes Aanonsen: Bass and backing vocals
Jon-Vetle Lunden: Drums
Ole Jørgen Reindal: Guitar and backing vocals
Tore Hynnekleiv: Backing vocals

Horde single

Horde (radio edit)

Lyrics, music and production by
Erik Normann Sannes Aanonsen
Recorded, mixed and mastered by
James Makepeace and Erik N. S. Aanonsen
Guitars, vocals, double bass, E-bow, organ:
Erik N. S. Aanonsen
Bass guitar, backing vocals:
Hanna Sannes Aanonsen
Fiddle, backing vocals:
Sunniva Molvær Ihlhaug
Electric guitar, backing vocals:
Ole Jørgen Reindal
Drums:
Jon-Vetle Lunden
Backing vocals:
Tore Hynnekleiv

Lyrics:
The hordes are marching
In blind indifference hoarding
 
Old truths depart, we all are kings
Gold calf, stone hearts ascending
 
Save me, we're drifting
 
When will we ever learn that money's only vapor?
 
The armies are marching
Upon our shores the dying
 
When will we ever learn that money's only vapor?
Our thoughts, their blood. We reap, we gorge, they bleed; perversion
 
We are accountable for what we know; we reap, we sow.
These fleeting lucid thoughts of guilt will drown in what we built.
 
William Booth:
“...there are the daughters of shame; diseased, wronged, ruined. Scrambling down the dark incline to an early grave. There are the children, fighting in the gutter, going hungry to school. Growing up to fill their parents places. Brought it all on themselves, you say? Perhaps so. But that does not excuse our assisting them. You don’t demand a certificate of virtue before you drag some drowning creature out of the water. Nor the assurance in a man of faded grace before you deliver him from the burning building. But what shall we do? Content ourselves by singing a hymn? Offering a prayer? Or giving a little good advice? No! Ten thousand times no! We will forgive them. Feed them! Reclaim them. Employ them! Perhaps we shall fail with many. Quite likely. But our business is to help them all the same.”
 
We're all blind children wanting more, wanting all. 
We've chained our hearts to the cage of our self-confinement.
Gold calf, gold wings
Every coin spent is a vote cast. Pile our hoards and count while our world boils
(Save me, we're drifting)
We all bought golden violins,
yet how they shine not one can sing

Save me, we're drifting

Horde

Death

Lyrics, music and production by Erik Normann Sannes Aanonsen
Recorded and mixed and mastered by Erik N S Aanonsen and James Makepeace
Drums recorded by Mads Johansen
Performed by Monograf
Guitars and vocals: Erik Normann Sannes Aanonsen
Fiddle and vocals: Sunniva Molvær Ihlhaug
Drums: Erlend Markussen Kilane
Guitar: Thomas Anda
Bass guitar: Hanna Sannes Aanonsen

Additional musicians:
Vocals: Tåran Reindal
Mellotron and Chamberlin: Håkon Oftung
Hammond organ: Ingvill Trydal

Grails

Lyrics, music and production by Erik Normann Sannes Aanonsen
Mixed and mastered by Erik N S Aanonsen and James Makepeace
Performed by Monograf
Guitars, melodica, double bass and vocals: Erik Normann Sannes Aanonsen
Fiddle: Sunniva Molvær Ihlhaug
Hammond organ: Ingvill Trydal

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Nadir

Music and lyrics by Erik Normann Sannes Aanonsen
Produced and recorded by Erik N S Aanonsen
Mixed and mastered by Erik N S Aanonsen and James Makepeace
Drums recorded by Mads Johansen

Performed by Monograf
Guitars and vocals: Erik Normann Sannes Aanonsen
Fiddle and vocals: Sunniva Molvær Ihlhaug
Drums: Erlend Markussen Kilane
Guitar: Thomas Anda
Bass guitar: Hanna Sannes Aanonsen

Additional musicians:
Vocals: Tåran Reindal
Hammond organ: Ingvill Trydal

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The Golden Calf (single edit)

Lyrics, music and production by
Erik Normann Sannes Aanonsen
Recorded, mixed and mastered by
James Makepeace and Erik N. S. Aanonsen
Guitars, vocals, double bass, E-bow, organ:
Erik N. S. Aanonsen
Bass guitar, backing vocals:
Hanna Sannes Aanonsen
Fiddle, backing vocals:
Sunniva Molvær Ihlhaug
Electric guitar, backing vocals:
Ole Jørgen Reindal
Drums:
Jon-Vetle Lunden
Backing vocals:
Tore Hynnekleiv

Lyrics:
The hordes are marching
In blind indifference hoarding

Old truths depart, we all are kings
Gold calf, stone hearts ascending

Save me, we're drifting

When will we ever learn that money's only vapor?

The armies are marching
Upon our shores the dying

When will we ever learn that money's only vapor?
Our thoughts, their blood. We reap, we gorge, they bleed; perversion

We are accountable for what we know; we reap, we sow.
These fleeting lucid thoughts of guilt will drown in what we built.

William Booth:
“...there are the daughters of shame; diseased, wronged, ruined. Scrambling down the dark incline to an early grave. There are the children, fighting in the gutter, going hungry to school. Growing up to fill their parents places. Brought it all on themselves, you say? Perhaps so. But that does not excuse our assisting them. You don’t demand a certificate of virtue before you drag some drowning creature out of the water. Nor the assurance in a man of faded grace before you deliver him from the burning building. But what shall we do? Content ourselves by singing a hymn? Offering a prayer? Or giving a little good advice? No! Ten thousand times no! We will forgive them. Feed them! Reclaim them. Employ them! Perhaps we shall fail with many. Quite likely. But our business is to help them all the same.”

We're all blind children wanting more, wanting all.
We've chained our hearts to the cage of our self-confinement.
Gold calf, gold wings
Every coin spent is a vote cast. Pile our hoards and count while our world boils
(Save me, we're drifting)
We all bought golden violins,
yet how they shine not one can sing

Save me, we're drifting

Intermission

Demo 2012, part of the song currently entitled Bukken.
Heavily inspired by Stephan Micus. Recorded by Erik N. Aanonsen and James William Makepeace.

Micus (demo)

Practice take of Sort rød. The sound is naturaly a bit muddy and unfocused.

Piano: Beate Børli Løkken
Drums: Jostein Rørmark
Guitar: Ole Jørgen Reindal
Fiddle: Bjørn Kåre Bråten Odde
Cello: Ivan Valentin
Double bass, electric bass, Ebow: Erik Normann Aanonsen

Sort rød (rehearsal take)

Unique atmostpheric rock/metal infused with Norwegian folk music.

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