Victor died a day in September 2019. He died young, but he had used his life well. A life he from early age documented in music and texts with curiosity and humour, imagination and bravery, a life in the range between the present and the past, departure and return, loneliness and a sense of belonging, dissonance and harmony. In the 2000’s Victor was a part of the bands Alexi Jungle, Figaro and Pale Corners, while he in the 2010’s mainly worked with his solo music project Koenigsfrost and as a DJ at several clubs and the festival Way Out West. Yttrandet – signifying both “judgment” and “testimony” – was his last music project. In his music we can still hear his expressions, his soft irony and his accurate vision. The time we shared is not just a question of years and days, it is a continuous movement. We who live on remain with our memories and your legacy through your music. In the texts he wrote, Victor often shows a touch of dreamlike surrealism as in this dream: The sun is about to set. I am alone in the woods. The body aches and the worry escalates from grinding noise to a tide. I fall asleep and when I wake up everything is bright, and the worry has disappeared. Now I see the wall a couple of hundred metres in front of me. Black and shining as polished granite, cut in one piece, it reaches from the west to the east without interruption or opening. A wall. Two creatures, a giant and a dwarf, are standing in the shadow of the wall and they are doing something. I explai