There's no need to make excuses when music journalist Egon Holstad describes Vagle so well:
Dag Vagle - the world's best artist who is not world-famous:
Dag is, besides being a sixth-rate human being, one of the most talented and under-recognised artists we have in this country. Since 2001, I've seen him live in various constellations somewhere between 20 and 30 times, and it's varied between great and ‘completely incomprehensible, pinch-your-arm-hysterical’ great.
He's probably best known for fronting the bands Helldorado and Flying Shoes, but is also a highly sought-after studio and session musician for a number of others. ‘A dash of Dag Vagle will enhance any musical product, so it's not exactly surprising.
Yet it's solo, and alone on a stage, that he really comes into his own. Apart from being the best vocalist on this mountain - regardless of gender and genre - he has an indescribable and paradoxical form of modest authority in his ability to communicate, and where everything that comes out sounds like it's been ripped out of another time, while sliding seamlessly into the present. Did I mention that he's also a hugely talented guitarist? Well, of course, he is that too.
His own song material is sky-high, and he's also one of the few people in the world who manages to interpret Roy Orbison, Mickey Newbury, Townes Van Zandt or Tim Buckley in such a soaringly high and decent way that you forget to think about the originals for a while.
Fortunately, here you have the opportunity to see him live in his most noble form, and then just scrap all other plans. There's hardly anything better in this country. I don't know what it would be either, but that's not important either. Music is not a competition. Music is about conveying emotions, and Dag is a true master of the very rare.
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