We're lucky again with the weather and as the drive is not really a very long one today we decide to stop here and there for a coffee. Conveniently the Swedish make it easy for foreigners to catch some nice sights without even having to leave the motorway. So we stop at Brahehus grab a cuppa and have a look at lake Vättern from top of the old castle there. Quite a view.Didn't buy polkagris though.
|Tourist attractions on the way. Brahehus.|
|Close to Växjö.|
|Even closer to Växjö.|
And then it's Växjö. Kafe de Luxe. Sure one of the warmest receptions I had on this tour when arriving at a venue. Maybe it felt like that as it is the first time ever I'm playing a gig in Sweden. First thing they tell us: "Please feel like home here! Want a coffee? Piece of cake? Let us know when you want to have dinner!" What's wrong in here?
|Watching over Mäkkelä & van Velzen in Växjö.|
A short drive to Malmö today so we've got time for a little stroll around town. I remember a small recordshop I've discovered the day we arrived and by chance we meet Ulf, the owner, while having breakfast at the de Luxe. We walk those few meters down to his store and the place turns out to be what can be described as a memorial site of Scandinavian underground music. Apart from a huge vinyl selection Ulf shows us around the basement where the shop is located. He used to run a venue in the place and all the great Scandinavian bands played here over the early 90s. And I mean all of them. The Nomads, 22-Pistepirkko, Bob Hund...well you name it! This all in a basement venue, capacity of about 50, middle of picturesque Smaland, Sweden. How weird is this? Looking at the place one can almost feel the spirit of northern Rock'n'Roll... Besides he used to run a studio down here which is still set up but apparently not in use anymore as I understood this. Shame. A fantastic, full analogue, recording unit. If I get a chance to come here again I've got to convince him to do some recordings here. I bloody have to!
As a little souvenir I purchase a limited Bob Hund LP "Live In Ystad". Would have picked up an Ebba Grön too but there were none. Next time I'll be lucky. Before leaving we run into Nils the promoter who tells us he's putting up a psychedelic/prog rock festival ("Psykjunta") nearby the coming weekend. We decide to have a look at the festival site which he recommends as an interesting place worth seeing.
This place dear reader, named Tyrolen, is definitely one of the whackiest things the writer of these lines has seen in a while. An old countryside dance hall they put up I assume in the 60s.
|Gateway to fairy land|
|You might guess the purpose of this stage|
|Surrealistic icons of pop history|
|Ceiling fresco at Tyrolen...|
|Favourite Tyrolian pastime|
Arriving in Malmö late afternoon. And no - I haven't got the faintest clue what to expect. The gig place is a bar named Cafe Simpan with an improvised vocal pa (which sounds surprisingly good) and we're curious about Rebecka, who got us this gig on pretty short notice. A friend of a friend who used to live here. She's a jazz singer (have to recommend her album here!) and turns out to be a wonderful person. She puts us up in her flat, there is even presents for Robin and me, and she shows us around the quarter named Möllan. To cut a long story short: this is just lovely. To say the least. Try to imagine a buzzing Berlin Kreutzberg or Neukölln plus a dash of Barcelona all condensed on a square mile with people being just unbelievably relaxed. A mixed, peaceful neighbourhood of immigrants and Swedes. Robin and me enjoying ourselves loitering about
Before leaving for Denmark for a last wind down gig at a party of my old friend Tina in Padborg, Rebecka takes us down to the Folkets Park and the west harbour for a coffee and we're having a look at Sweden's highest building.
|Rebecka and Robin. Sunbathing.|
|Very beautiful Swedish building. Revolving.|
I think that's it. Thanks to all of you who put us up, fed us, bought drinks for us or been friendly in whatever way. Hope we'll meet again next year. The next longer tour stint will take me in opposite direction towards Czech Republic, Austria, Switzerland and Spain in autumn...