a weekend that was predicted to be filled with rain, 3,000 people, and a whole lot of craziness turned out to be sunny (for the most part), maybe 500 people, and semi-crazy. but as always, there was lots of fun to be had and some good tunes to be heard.
friday evening marked the start of 'maglehem nolltie'. the campers did indeed start started to roll into a large pasture (filled with lots of sheep poo) and the art team was busily finishing wrapping trees in scrap fabrics. the grill started cooking and we (americans) began to man our stations with no swedish speaking skills whatsoever. as always, speaking english was, for the most part, quite fine (some people, like a guy we like to call colonel toad, even thought we were super duper cool cause we were from the USofA - and especially liked when alex said 'i've got family in alabama' in a southern accent. turns out mr.toad has dreams of moving to the south and knows quite a bit about it.)
and when saturday morning came upon us, it was time for hungry, hungry, ghost to get all spooky (there was another 'ghost' band, so they were collectively called 'spook bands') on sweden. tucked under an orange circus tent, alex (accompanied by wagemann) played what i think what his best show. the sound was surprisingly good and the circus tent made for an interesting stage. unfortunately, since it was a morning show (11am) not too many people were there - but the lucky few seemed into it. there was even a reporter from the local paper who interviewed alex - which actually showed up in the paper the following day.
here's the article - you might want to use google translate.
http://www.kristianstadsbladet.se/kristianstad/article906136/Fraringn-Brooklyn-till-Maglehem.html
and as the day progressed, things really started to cook up. literally, i took over the grill;
first because i was freezing and wanted to be by something warm, and second because i didn't want to disappoint anymore people by saying i only speak english, so i can't understand them. but it turned out that i liked cooking on the grill (something i hadn't really ever done). sure, it was a ton of pork chops and hot dogs (known as korv) - but there was something really nice about it. i really don't know what. maybe it was just the heat. maybe it's just cause i'm a grill master at heart. (for the record, i did also cook up some veggie hot dogs and sausages, and even a few rice, corn patty things - but it was mostly meat, which is not something i am now proud of).
and there was some wildness to be had. especially from a cookie-monster-of-a-man who sort of resembled a troll and had the craziest crocs imaginable (think melted crayola rainbow). red faced from either too much beer or too much sun, he really looked ridiculous. not to mention he enjoyed pissing just meters away from picnicking families and enjoyed being a nuisance during performances (yelling 'hail hitler' and 'can't you play some nice tunes').
but the festival ended and the grill closed up shop. we were all very tired.
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