ylvis confessions

I want to know
I want to know

I break down when I get to this part. Always. This is not some way of saying I fangirl over it, I literally cry, because their voices, vibratos and falsettos, the harmony just pulls some strings in my heart and I can’t help but feel really really sad that we don’t know what the fox says and that they really want to know but never will. And that plea, GOD! “What is your sound? Will we ever know?" 

And yes I know this is over something as stupid (as they like to say) as the sounds the fox makes, but they just sold it so good, that I bought it and I keep buying it every single time. 

And yes, it was The Fox that introduced me to Ylvis, but not because of its massive popularity. But because of that part right there. Because it touched me. 

About the whole confession thing.
I wasn’t planning on saying anything, but now I kinda feel like I have to.

I don’t think the person writing the confession knows a lot about Tumblr and the fandoms here. I mean, drooling over celebrities is basically the essence of Tumblr. We drool over bodies, personalities, voices, talents and so on (and often with a huge dose of humor). It’s just WHAT WE DO.

I’m surprised we’re even discussing this. Of course we’re not only after Bård’s and Vegard’s bodies. That’s ridiculous. 


“As a Norwegian, seeing Ylvis get such a wide-spread, loyal, creative and hilarious fanbase has been such a rewarding experience for me. I remember watching Norges Herligste as a 13 year old kid, thinking to myself “wow, these two dorks are great!”. And witnessing how non-Norwegians have been willing to open their eyes towards these two random Norskies in animal costumes, the fact that so many people decided to click on a second and third video after “The Fox”, makes me feel all fuzzy inside. Seriously. What I saw with my 13 year old eyes, other people are seeing now. And it makes me SO GENUINELY HAPPY. It’s ridiculous, I sometimes shake my head when I look at this fandom, thinking “I don’t know how it happened, but this is so. fucking. great!” So please. The idea that there is some sort of ranking of fans, based on how long you’ve known that Urheim is their middle name, or that you’ve seen some lame Se&Hør interview from 2005 that nobody else has, or how many times you’ve seen them in person, or whatever stupid shit, is such a mustard mashed potato way of thinking. STOP IT. BE HAPPY YLVIS’S HARD WORK ARE REACHING MORE PEOPLE THAN EVER. BE HAPPY THAT THEY HAVE MORE OPPORTUNITIES NOW THAN EVER. BE HAPPY THAT MORE PEOPLE THAN EVER BEFORE NOW HAVE SLIGHTLY BRIGHTER DAYS BECAUSE OF THE EXISTENCE OF YLVIS. BE HAPPY. 

- A Normal Ylvis Fandom Girl”

by ylvisfaen

“I love the fandom to pieces, but there’s this "inner core” of the more popular people who are all friends with each other and talk to each other and get anons etc and it’s near impossible to get in there and most of the time i just look on and feel inadequate and depressed because i’m too socially awkward to join in their conversations. That’s also why I’ll try and hide from any family meetups happening at the spektrum. I’d be unwelcome and it’d be awkward.“

by anonymous

“I’m sorry but I honestly hope that Ylvis never go on a tour outside of scandinavia. Ylvis are like a Norwegian thing and it should stay this way. Stop internationalize everything that is Norwegian. If you want to see them then good for you, pay for a plane ticket and see them. If you can’t afford it then sucks to be you i guess and watch it on a stream or some shit”

by anonymous

“Sometimes I wonder what would have happened if “The Fox” had never gone viral. I really don’t want to think about it. More than 80% of the people in the Ylvis fandom would not be here today if that video hadn’t blown up. I am simply so thankful that a simple video brought us to know the boys, and each other. Let’s promise to never forget that. :)”

by reedawg1998

“I’ve just seen pics and videos from the Oslo concert. They were probably the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen in my entire life. And I just couldn’t be there. Fuck. My. Life.”

by anonymous