Steye | ja

He spends over an hour playing with a cardboard box, a drum pedal and a microphone-like object. He’s not listening to what’s being said around him, and so he never answers the question about what exactly he is busy with. Until suddenly we hear a boom-boom-chk-chk. ‘Wow! Check out this kickdrum... Sounds perfect!’ he shouts, as happy as a child. It’s a neurosis. Steye makes music because he can’t do much else. When not near an instrument or some beatable object, he quickly becomes, as he describes it, as irritable as a porcupine chicken. Music is the way Steye deals...