And Mandy was like: Everybody can sing. That’s the beauty of it.

And I was like: I know, LOL, but not like you.

And Mandy got this look on her face, and for a second, it looked like she was gonna say something, but then she just took out her phone. I didn’t really know what she was doing, but she started playing me this sort of amazing recording of this German boys’ choir from ten years ago. She didn’t say anything to introduce it or set it up: She just found the recording on her phone and pressed play. And they were singing this very traditional, like, very beautiful version of “Silent Night”—you know, except in German it’s called “Stille Nacht”—and the whole song was kind of beautiful and amazing, but then in the middle, like, on the second verse, there was this one kid who did a solo—he sounded like he was really young, like, maybe ten or twelve or whatever—and his voice was like, the most amazing thing I had ever heard. I mean, seriously, it was the most delicate and controlled and precise and overpowering thing in the world. And this kid was such a musician, you know? Like, he wasn’t just talented: He had such complete control over his instrument. He was so egoless about it. He was just doing exactly what needed to be done for the song.

And the song finished, and I looked at Mandy, and I was like: Who was that kid?

And Mandy looked up at me, and she had tears in her eyes, and she said: That was one of the brothers who carried out the attacks in Berlin. His mother showed it to me when I went to go visit her.

And I was like: Was that the one they captured?

And Mandy shook her head and said: No. That was the one they killed.

Here’s the latest from Oddvar:

Yesterday, on the bus, I was checking my emails, and he messaged me being like: Please let me know when I can see you in person during your tour dates in Europe. I have something important I’d like to discuss with you.

And I wrote him back being like: Yo, Oddvar, how are you? What’s going on? Is the vault okay?

And Oddvar was like: I need to talk to you. I’ll meet you anywhere that is convenient. I hope you are doing well.

And I was like: Listen, man, I’m gonna be in the States for the next week and then when we hit Europe, it’s gonna be really quick—like, just a stop in Barcelona and then a stop in Salerno—so I don’t know that I’m really gonna have time to hang. Can you just email me?

And Oddvar was like: Barcelona or Salerno is fine. I’ll meet you anywhere.

And I was like: Okay, well, let me hit you up when I’m heading over there and we can try to coordinate.

And Oddvar was like: Yes. Wonderful. I look forward to seeing you.