After ten days hanging out in London together I followed the Crayon Fields to Sweden for a week of gigs, free beer, and two-minute noodles. We stayed in lots of different peoples apartments, which ranged from impeccably pristine to gross and cat-ridden. Everybody in Sweden seemed to have cats- they kept sitting on my head as I slept, filling my mouth with hair, eating the money out of my pockets, and gnawing on all my electrical cords. In Stockholm Geoff got poisoned by a glass of bad red wine after the show, and spent the next 24 hours throwing up. They had to play at a swanky hotel that night, where we all got free luxury accommodation and meals, and he had to spend all day in bed. Ten minutes before the gig he staggered upstairs, threw up in the hotel bathroom, then jumped on stage and they did an amazing show.
I explored Stockholm for a couple of days and went to lots of galleries, then caught an 8 hour bus up to Gothenberg to meet up with the bands again. The only show in Gothenberg was a really relaxed afternoon gig at an art gallery, where everyone sat around on pillows on the floor sipping tea, and we saw an awesome psychdelic American band called 'AU'. Afterwards, the organiser invited us to a private live recording of El Perro Del Mar at a tiny radio studio in the back warehouses of Gothenberg, which was the most amazing show ever. There were only about thirty people in this beautiful little room, and she came down the spiral stairs, all beautiful and elegant, and gave the most incredible, flawless performance I have ever seen. We were so lucky! 
The next day we got the train to Jonkoping, which is a small Christian town outside of Gothenberg, where the Crayons and the Motifs played a show at what felt like the local youth centre. The guy who organised it, Pierre (in the picture at the top), cooked us all vegan danish pastries and lentil stew, and after hanging around for hours playing musical chairs he took us back to stay the night in his parents country farmhouse. It was so beautiful in the countryside, we went for a midnight walk among the cherry trees to see the horses and the other farms. Next morning I had to head back for London and the others left for Latvia, Finland and Estonia. This is Jacqui relaxing at a cafe in Gothenberg where the girls from Liechtenstein took us for toasties-
And Geoff playing solo at the Gothenberg art gallery-
Neil passed out in a pile of cat hair at Mathias' apartment in Stockholm-
And me, very very grumpy at having to go home-
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cheer up chumpy!
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