BYPÅSKEFESTIVALEN X NIGHTFLIGHT: FISKY & D'SVERRE

Red cheeks on snow-whipped peaks, a kwikk lunsj and we’re carving tracks downtown. An indelible burr awaits as sun rays streak longer and deeper through a concrete maze. Everything is quiet… for now. The din grows loud as dynamic peaks make themselves distinct, and the dance floor emerges. Silhouett...