Asbjørn is that cool Nordic wind. He's got bad bones and strange ears. He is your dose of melancholy. He does not trash hotel rooms but he dances to make you understand that he is the new sound of pop.

Asbjørn is a real pop kid. Growing up in the footsteps of Britney, Destiny's Child and Spice Girls, torn between the Nordic melancholy and a relentless determination to dance, he is the long lost son of Jackson and Schubert! A strange hybrid - the missing link. With one foot in the symphonic classical tradition and the other on synthetic pop ground, Asbjørn's melodies balance on an organic layer of hand-played electronica.

Growing up in a small village outside of Aarhus, Denmark, Asbjørn Toftdahl, was unable to mirror himself in the masculine ideal from his early 90s childhood. He looked to strong women like Madonna and Beyoncé for inspiration. "That aggressively masculine archetype with naked women dancing around him never appealed to me. Instead, I related to the female artists' liberation struggle," Asbjørn explains. And he wants to break with conventions. "For decades, women have insisted on the right to express themselves on their own terms, and today they dominate the music scene. As I see it, men are lagging seriously behind," Asbjørn says.