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While we were still in the US I kept updating myself online what was going on in our hometown. I read an interview with one of my old favorite artists. He was coming to our town. Might give you a hint about the status of his career… although we have had such persons as Tom Jones and Bob Dylan come through.
Already as a child I focused more on texts/lyrics than on the rest of the music. I can still remember hearing one of Niklas’ songs on the radio, standing in our kitchen in Trelleborg looking out the window at the trees. Listening and in my imagination seeing a sad person at the train station in Stockholm with a packed bag and a one-way ticket to Venice. I must have been around 7. Then I ended up buying a cassette tape with his latest “album” named “OM” or “IF” in English. I kept buying his albums until I moved to the US and lost contact.
Niklas hasn’t toured in about 10 years. He is not very popular anymore since the “Idols” took center stage and names such as Britney, Lady Ga Ga and Shakira is floding the radio.

I took the bus… just missed one… in the cold fall weather to the concert hall. I snapped a picture of the bus stop and the add, thought it was kind of fun to give you a glimpse at my evening.

Once at the concert they announced several times that taking pictures or recording any part of the concert was strictly forbidden I got a bit scared. I had brought my camera to be able to blog about this but decided to stick to the much smaller and less obvious cellphone. Quality is a bit bad… but you get the general idea.

This was a very intimate concert. I was on third row. He brought pictures that he showed and talked about his life and inspiration to writing the specific songs. He had a sort of dialouge with the audience. The two musicians he had with him were AMAZING. Very talented. Switching between several different instruments and singing back-up vocals. The drummer was at one point playing drums, base and singing all at the same time! Very impressive.

It was a bit strange to hear all of his old songs. Moments, situations, intense feelings from my childhood and youth came flooding back. A display of my life from about 7 to 19. That can be a bit overwhelming.
An old friend from the local paper took this picture since he was allowed.
I am very thankful I got to go. Sam stayed home with Noah.