Born and raised on the countryside of Denmark, Ann Christine is a 26-year old singer and songwriter who has been based in Berlin for the past five years after being based in and influenced by weird and wonderful places across the world. Now Ann Christine is ready with her second single “Hocus Pocus”, where she reveals her ways around love (or lack thereof) and how she makes a thrill out of seduction – all for the fun of it. Saucy. We decided to find out more with a Take 5…
When did you realise that you wanted to be a musicartist? What or who has inspired you ?
I always knew that I wanted a life in music. I recall once back in primary school, our teacher gave us the task to draw a timeline of our lives. It was so clear to me. “When I’m 25 I’ll be living abroad, making pop-music,” I remember writing down. All the others laughed because what I had perceived as something very realistic was so far from what they had put on their timelines. But hey, here I am.
Growing up with a father who’s a musician, I was very inspired by him and the people we were surrounded by. This bubbly and unpredictable lifestyle spoke to me.
Who, living or dead, would you dream of collaborating with?
Uh, the list would be quite long. There are so many inspiring women that I would love to collaborate with. I for sure wouldn’t mind a little feature with Gaga.
Tell us about your single ‘Hocus Pocus’ – what is the song about?
‘Hocus Pocus’ is an unromantic love songinspired by crooked dating stories – and all these phrases you think to yourself, but never say out loud. When he or she tells you hilarious, unexpected things and your head starts spinning in unspoken dialogues. Like one told me, “wow – I could make a monster out of you” and my head went “hah cute, but you don’t know that I break boys for breakfast.” Or when someone else said, “Ann, you really have that magic” . It’s a fairly difficult phrase to respond to, but my head had it right away: “Hocus Pocus, I’m gonna show you magic”.
Tell us five things you love about the city you live in, and why……
I love Berlin for each of her thousand faces. She’s unpredictable, sometimes slightly schizophrenic. One day she’ll shower you in confetti, the next she’ll dip your heart in cold concrete.
I love how she has taught me to be careless and some days too much. She will get you fluent in rude tongue, because anyone here is a child of hers. And a child of none.
I love Berlin for each of her countless dark corners and sweaty walls, where she’ll let you let your mind off to 130 bpm or more.
I love her for her insignifiance. Nothing matters. And everything matters. You decide.