So, it’s the morning after the night before and I’m sitting in bed in the hostel in Malmö. I feel well rested after our first proper gig and Danny is in the bed opposite sleeping like a baby. Not sure if he is tired because of last night’s show or whether it’s because I kept him up all night with my snoring.
Anyway, the first show of our tour was a success. The club, Oslipat, is run by a couple of guys called Marcus and Fritte and it takes place at a venue called Tangopalatset. We found out about 2 days before the gig that there was an ongoing Internet campaign to boycott the venue by a group of militant Malmö revolutionaries who were taking a stand for an ex-employee at the venue. Unwittingly, we found ourselves in the middle of a political struggle – Not what we needed. Despite this, about 50 people turned up, mostly Swedes, but a few English people as well as a few Danes and Finns (By Danes and Finns, I mean the nationalities, not members of an Irish boyband).
Marcus had been very worried about sound checking nice and early…. which was lucky as all the equipment matched with their PA system… almost. With the clock ticking we cobbled together an elaborate web of cables that ran from one amplifier to another bypassing a set of speakers and somehow getting the mic to work via a headphone input… which still didn’t work…. then we found the right lead and everything worked like a dream. It’s always the way..
The show was fun. The crowd got really into it and there was plenty of audience participation and despite being Swedish they weren’t too reserved. What’s nice about the Danny’s show is that it uses the audience in such a nice way. Everyone is part of it without being picked on or singled out. And it was so nice to hear a strong applause at the end of the night.
So, the tour is under way. I haven’t quite lost that slightly sick feeling of worry about whether or not we’ll get an audience in Gothenburg and Stockholm, but it feels good to be back on the road. We’re heading north today, for a gig in Falun on Friday – It seems a shame to leave the spring in Skåne behind, but we’ll be back next week.
Danny has just woken up. He sat up, looked at me and said ‘You snored all night’, then rolled over and went back to sleep.





















































