(written by Irena Bay)
“EUROPE MEETS THE FIDDLER“
Once upon a time, there was a fiddler from the North.
The fiddler was poor and had only a dream, a fiddle and a song. But he had yet another thing: He had love. Once he heard of a princess living in a country behind the seven seas and the seven mountains called Russia. It was said that the love of this princess was magical: Her love could make your dreams come true … It could lift you up where you belong … It could heal you … It could give sense to your past, present and future. (At least, this is what some people believe). Without having met her, the fiddler fell head over heels for her and thought of her night and day. He was determined to win her over, come what may! (Hey, I am rhyming again, hahaha!)
He took his dream, fiddle, song and love and walked by foot around the whole wide world to find her. When he arrived in the village called Moscow, the people were in the middle of big preparations. He asked a village woman what they were going to celebrate and she replied euphorically, “The wedding of the princess!” The fiddler stopped breathing for a while! He felt as if his heart shattered in his chest into million glass pieces. He asked the woman, “Whom is she marrying?” “Well, nobody knows! Not even she! Her father, our king, was unhappy for a very long time, because she never had fallen in love. She rejected all the suitors from all over the world: there were princes and knights and Academy Awards winners, but no one could touch her soul. Her father started to give up hope. But then,” the face of the woman illuminated, “she announced that she had dreamt of the ONE! In her dream, she looked up to the blue moon and saw how the stars started to move and to twirl, faster and faster, and then suddenly they came together in the shape of a white, silverly-shining dolphin on the dark-blue nightly sky. The dolphin jumped over the full moon, swam through the air to the princess and told her wordlessly that she should invite all young men to compete with each other with a song, unknown to the world, and that she shall marry the winner!” (“What a nonsense!” the princess thought after waking up that night, “I should never eat spicy Thai food that late at night!” But since she was bored, she decided to do as the dream dolphin had told her to.)
As the fiddler heard this, the sun of hope came out through the clouds and he jumped to the woman and kissed her! “He’s nuts!”, she shrugged and continued to clean the fish in her hands watching the boy running to the castle, bumping into people and falling over things.
That night, all the singers assembled in the castle before the king’s throne in the big, luxurious, modern hall. Those who did not find room in the hall, pressed their noses on the window panes from outside, chewing popcorn and awaiting the contest. After each song, million of heads turned in sync to the princess to check her reaction. But she looked bored and sad.
Then the fiddler came out in a white shirt and a black vest. He walked through the crowd clinging firmly to his violin and biting nervously his lip. Here he was, after all those sleepless nights of dreaming and hoping, finally at the end of his journey. He went up to the king and then he saw Europe: Seeing her face took his breath away! There, in her face, he saw himself! He *bonked*! He ran with his hand through his hair, took a breath and started to play his song.
When he was done, there was a complete silence in the whole country. A minute passed … and then another minute. And then Europe jumped from her throne and ran over to the fiddler to embrace him in a passionate, all-consuming, perfect kiss!
They married that night and the magic star dolphin exploded in multi-colored fireworks in the sky over their heads. (Next day, the fiddler had the worst hang-over of his life, but he didn’t mind and gave interviews anyway! :P)
“KJELL ARILD TILTNES CREATES “ The Official Facebook Page” OF THE FIDDLER”
Since the fiddler had to go on tour through the world, Europe felt lonely and missed the fiddler a lot. So the king Kjell Arild created a page on facebook called “The Official Facebook Page of Alexander Rybak” for Europe to keep contact with the traveling fiddler. The fiddler would send sms and little videos from his journey to the king, and the king would post them on facebook for Europe to read, see and RollOnTheFloorLaughingHerButtOff.
But Europe was not a girl, even though she was a princess. Europe actually was many many people from all over the world, who started to meet on the Official Facebook Page of Alexander Rybak and have a great time. They called themselves Rybak’s FaceBookies.
“RYBAK’S FACEBOOKIES on tour through the WORLD, IMAGINATION & WWW”
After a while, it was not enough for them to talk to each other on facebook and they wanted to meet in real life.
They started to meet each other in groups in the Russian-speaking countries to greet the fiddler, when he would come for promotion appearances and concerts to Russia, Belarus and Ukraine.
Three FaceBookies from the Czech Republic, whom we call the “Czech Musketeers”, took a car and drove with it through the whole Europe to the north and followed the fiddler and his bunch on their Norway concert tour in the summer.
Meanwhile, nearly 30 FaceBookies got inspired by the fiddler’s story and his music, and decided to make him a gift that would show him the influence he had on their lives. They wanted to say “thank you” to him for the joy he spreads in the world and for the fact that they had found each other on his Official Facebook page. So they, who had never met each other in their lives, set together in a virtual secret cave on facebook and wrote a BOOK for him and about him. They named it “Alexander Rybak’s story Retold by Rybak’s FaceBookies”. In October 2009, they travelled to Olso to go to his concert together and to give him the BOOK.
By the way, if you want to have your own copy of the Book send your request here and you will receive it on your e-mail in PDF.
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After that, many other Rybak’s FaceBookies from Russia, Ukraine and Belarus met each other at the end of November and shook down the concert hall in Moscow singing with the fiddler.
The FaceBookies were on the spot to greet the fiddler in New York City, too! (And they traveled to NY all the way from California and Canada!)
Shortly after that, the Russian-speaking group called “Alexander Rybak’s Facebook Friends” and the original Rybak’s FaceBookies officially united under the name “Rybak’s FaceBookies” and got the logo designed by the “Russian Bunch” – you won’t be suprised to find out at this moment in my story that the logo shows – what else? – a magic dolphin! 😀
In December 2009, the Western European FaceBookies were planning to meet each other in Berlin/Germany for yet another concert. But unfortunately, things went wrong and the concert was cancelled. The FaceBookies were very sad about that, since they had been looking forward to it (for some of them, it was the only chance to see the fiddler on stage, and they even had had to get a visa – and if the fiddler can’t come to your country, you must go to where the fiddler is, right?).
They decided to go to Berlin any way, even though the concert had been cancelled: to meet each other again or for the very first time. An incredible thing happened then: the fiddler (who was sad about the cancelled concerts in Germany, too) heard about the meeting of the FaceBookies and decided to drop by and hang out with them for an hour! :)))
Now, we are dreaming of a even bigger FaceBookies meeting! Some place where the Western European and the Russian-speaking FaceBookies can meet and go together to a concert of the enchanted, enchanting boy!
And, if it happens (and it will happen, for sure, some day!), then we will return to facebook to write our reports for everyone who could not come, as we have been doing it up till now! We will write our story of how we met the fiddler, describe the magic of his playing on stage and the fun we had with each other.
And how many are we? We are way too many to be counted! There are active FaceBookies and less active FaceBookies. There are shadow-reading FaceBookies, who jump out of the shadow once in a while, and then there are silent shadow-reading people whose giggle we hear, but whom we never see. So, maybe you, yourself, are a FaceBookie! There is an easy way to find that out! Do this little questionnaire:
Am I a FaceBookie?
If you answer “yes” to the following questions, then you have been Rybak’s FaceBookie all along:
1. Does Alexander Rybak bring joy into your life?
2. Do you hang out on his Official Facebook Page?
3. Do you have fun there?
Result: You are, indeed, a Facebookie!! :DDD
What do Rybak’s FaceBookies do?
1. They spend a lot of time liking the smurf aka the fiddler.
2. They spend a lot of time cracking jokes on his Official Facebook Page and RollingOnTheFloor
3. They search for information/news on the fiddler, translate it for each other and share it with each other.
(See at the Rybak’s Facebookies group on Facebook or visit Youtube channels of the Facebookies, for instance. But but there is so much more! Just check the Fan’s wall on the Official Facebook Page.)
4. They meet each other traveling great distances and go to the fiddler’s concerts!
5. Now point Nr. 5 is very special !!! This is what makes us different from other fan groups: We write our reports about meeting and/or seeing the fiddler on stage!
By now we have a huuuuuuuuge library with such reports from all over the world and, our communication system is growing every day! Hardly ever, a concert goes by, which was not attended by one of our “spies” :))) In other words, if there is a concert — the FaceBookies are there and will report soon with their pics and videos. We are the first to know! (I heard that we know it sometimes before Kjell and even Alex himself know it!! On the other hand, maybe it’s just a rumour, who knows, who knows … 😀 )
And now it’s your turn:
Tell us your story of meeting the fiddler! We can’t wait to read it!