Malmö. The 3rd most populated Swedish city. Violence? It was described as the Chicago of Sweden. But anyway, back to music. We saw the up and coming Royal Republic. Not my natural musical choice, but--and maybe it's the Swedish nostalgia--they sort of grew on me. Of course, it could also be my recent affliction with Drum Fever. Not Baby Fever as some women my age are plagued. Drum Fever. I want to play the drums. I long to hear the pitter-pat of little beats (vs. little feets). And I know, I just know I would be awesome.
Unfortunately, I didn't take any pictures last night (my camera is ombrophobic... afraid of rain) So you'll get a much too cliché 'writing-in-the-sand' photo from the tour.
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