# Based on a true story.
Nobody ever listen to the police, except the decent ones who never have to deal with the law. Artists mock the police. The newspapers write mean things about the police. Criminals couldn’t care less about the police. And the police don’t care in being kind. Obviously, this doesn’t work anymore, so we decided it was about time to put the police against the wall for some questioning.
Who are you?
- I’m fine thanks! How are you?
Why do you call yourself Polisen (eng. the police)?
- If you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em.
So you really are a cop?
- I am one of those twisted little frauds making a mess in the city, yes. At least in my own mind.
How come you started making music then?
- I was just bored to death I guess. Like everyone else with more time then money.
What is the polisen recipe of a good tune?
- Just be bored to death. No, learn your history. Read all the books, watch all the films, listen to all the music, there is so much good stuff out there. Eventually you will discover that mostly everything is done already, so you can just rip it all off. Pick what you like, turn it upside down and inside out, then mash it up with your friends ugliest synthesizer. Making music is like shoplifting without getting busted, even if you never will be laughing on the way to the bank you will be laughing all the way from the supermarket.
Ok, one last question. Good cop or bad cop?
- They come in pairs, one can’t live without the other.
So how come you’re going solo then, where’s your fellow deputy?
- I guess that is the sad thing about cops. You can’t live with them, you can’t live without them.
Then I guess we´re done here. Anything else you want to say before we let you go?
- Yes. Break all rules you can possibly find. It’s so much fun.
Thank you and welcome onboard.