Once a month there is a folkmusic pub in Växjö, Sweden. Live music in the smallest pub I know. The stage is half the pub, which makes almost every concert into a play-along when the audience brings out their own […]
Once a month there is a folkmusic pub in Växjö, Sweden. Live music in the smallest pub I know. The stage is half the pub, which makes almost every concert into a play-along when the audience brings out their own […]
This summer I have bought myself an old tenorguitar. It is a bit worn has some cracks, but it’s a beauty to the eye with its flower decoration from the 1920’s (supposedly). It smells. When I first got it out […]
Here in Sweden we have midsummer. Two days of food (herring), drinks and friends. And, of course, a lot of playing and singing. I thought I’d make a statement, or some kind of report, about this, but I’m tooooo tired. […]