THE BAND OF THE MIDNIGHT SUN
Wake up call so early it was hard to believe, but somehow we all managed to get to the airport in time. It was a close call for our favourite drummer but after basically being led to the plane he made it too. We are now in the town of Kalix, very far north, about 1000 km north of Stockholm. This time of the year the sun never sets this far north so don’t count on this being the night the boys get alot of sleep.
It took some time but somewhere during the afternoon the band suddenly woke up and could accually sit and enjoy the sun for a while. Jakob and Kicken had a small falling out just about time for soundcheck but after some hard diplomatic work from the other band members we could all agree on what song to play.