In a way, I wish her name was Barbara. That's such an incredible name. Sooo...seventies, really. Only people in the upper reaches of the Northern Hemisphere still rock to that name, and oh what a name. She sings like a Barbara, and plays guitar with the effortless grace of a Barbara. But, the fact is, she's called Elisabeth. She's from Bergen in Norway. If you're in the area, you should head on down, because I think she's playing a gig there. I've never been, but I can imagine it. Bergen. Eternal snows across lit up skies. Crackle of wood fires, and her voice, lilting across the town as townsfolk dance a tipsy waltz. Possibly people are naked. There maybe sheepskin rugs and Cognac involved. If her name really was Barbara, I'd be pretty sure there WAS cognac involved. In those big old cognac glasses.