Denim-clad war gods, sailor-capped elder statesmen from Valhalla, heirs to Kubricks twisted
urban apocalypse, rouged and mascara'd viking marauders, midnight turd burglars. True pillars of Norwegian masculinity and rock-n-roll. The men
of Turbonegro mean business-hard-hitting, ass-slapping business-and they wash up on our shores this spring with Thor as their guiding light.
You will never look at jeans the same way again.
PK: I'm confused, is a turbonegro a fast-talkin' black guy or
a toy a lady might use on a lonely night?
HT: It's actually a rapper in a least car with a career going down hill.
PK: Apocalypse Dudes is a hell of an album, care to comment on the title?
HT: Apocalypse Dudes is about jerking off despite a massive amount of sexual interest
from great looking people.
PK: Were your parents Vikings, by any chance?
HT: My mother is well versed in Old Norwegian, which is how all
the black metal bands try to sing. And my grandfather was always telling my brother and me Viking stories, and how he felt
that Christianity had destroyed Nordic culture. He was a Viking-style wood carver and made lots of the furniture in my house out of old
wood stumps and trees with mythological designs.
PK: Did you skateboard much as a you'd lad, or was it all just blowing those long horn
things on the side of a mountain for the Ricola Company?
HT: Shit. I've been around. I used to kick Adil's ass on a regular basis, until one day
he more or less blasted me away. Is Per Welinder still in the business? We used to call him Nazi Per. At the early skate camps in Sweden he used to wake up every morning
to start "working out". Jeez.
PK: Tell me a Norwegian rock-n-roll story, something tasty.
HT: The story of Turbonegro is basically the story of Scandinavian rock, so there's just too many stories to tell.
Too many broken dreams, easy victories, ridiculous pregnancies, smelly old doctors with brand-new prescription books, mothers clenching their hankies as the steamer leaves the dock, murder on the
subway after the show, piano players shitting their pants, cancer, suicide, middle-class ejaculations on home videos, etc.
PK: Denim is a very magical fabric, explain what makes denim so sexually charged.
HT: Denim is dangerous, it's pure dynamite.
Don't wear it if you don't mean it.
PK: Rob Halford must surely be a fan of Turbonegro, does he ever send you his soiled panties?
HT: That old Nambler. He told a German magazine he wanted us to write songs for him! We'll see about that, indeed.
PK: I want to arm wrestle you. I think I would win, what do you think?
HT: Well, I was basically raised on a mountain so I'm much stronger
than almost everybody else. I'd let you think you were about to win, and then I'd get really angry and start
punching you really hard in the face across the table while I locked your hand. Then you'd probably try to hit me with your free arm,
and the next thing you know were rolling around on the floor and it develops into hugging.
PK: I'm not sure about the last part. What did you have for breakfast today?
HT: Slices of bread with brown goat cheese and some with regular white
cheese and tuna.
PK: Speaking of slices of cheese, is Ronnie James Dio an elf with supernatural powers?
HT: He's just a vertically challenged mortal with strong facial characteristics, kind of like a short
, longhaired version of Lance Mountain. Is that guy still around? What about Neil Blender? He spent some time in Oslo years ago, a great guy. Speaking of Dio I saw Black Sabbath with Ian Gillan
when I was a little kid, and they actually had a stonehenge scenario going. This must of been mere months before Spinal Tap came out. Good timing, but the really great thing was that Gillan
pissed his pants and had to change pants during a guitar solo.
PK: Virgina Beach is Oslo's sister city. Did you
get teary eyed and sentimental when you were there?
HT: Hell yes we got emo, we started hugging these big, black bouncers. They were cool about it.
We also got sunburnt really bad. They have dolphins down there.
PK: Tell me about the best fight Turbonegro has been in while on U.S. soil.
HT: There's been several memorable ones. Casualties: one broken neck. Sacramento:
and 21 stitches inside mouth, Minneapolis.
PK: When does Turbonegro rock the U.S. next?
HT: In March or April of 1999. Apocalypse Dudes is out in the USA in January or February, I think, on Man's Ruin.