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About Odense

First time I heard it, I was like, “Bloody hell, this is gold!” Got me bouncin’ round the office, lookin’ like a right plonker—classic Brent move, eh? It’s got this sleazy, dirty bassline—makes ya feel like you’re dodgin’ coppers in Rio, or maybe hustlin’ paper in Slough. The lyrics? Mate, they hit ya like, “Run! The pigs are comin’!” Straight outta the movie, that urgency—love it. Little known fact: heard through the grapevine the singer wrote it after a bender in some dodgy pub—proper rock ‘n’ roll, that!

48 hours in Haderslev

Haderslev’s mix of swanky new spots and old world vibes blows my mind. I joke with my clients saying, "Listen, you're gettin' relaxed like you're ridin' the wild frontier!" Yes, that’s my line, and dang, does it hit!

Former player Carl Bertelsen passes away