The Date: 09.11.2005
The Place: Access All Areas, Kulturhuset, Stockholm
The Album: Signs of Life
This time I did sleep before leaving to Sweden. For about two
hours…Because the Cheerios went to Stockholm by plane and I wasn’t able
to lure anyone with me, I travelled alone in a boat to Stockholm. The
trip lasted about 11 hours and during that I toured the ship, slept,
ate, sang karaoke (Bon Jovi’s Wanted dead or alive) and slept again.
Luckily there was also internet, so I could check the forum!
When I finally arrived to Stockholm, the cheerios were nowhere at
sight. So I called to Jutta and she said that they were still in some
bar, they had thought that it would take more time to get through the
check-out…So I waited them for fifteen minutes by a runestone in the
terminal and saw a guy that reminded me of Tapio. The girls came with
Jutta’s Italian friend, Alicia (sorry I don’t remember the name
correctly) and hugging started. Then we hopped to the bus and for some
reason, the driver didn’t take my money or give me a ticket, just
gestured that I could go and have a seat. Weird folk those Swedish!
We changed to an underground (there I had to buy a ticket) that
reminded me of Berlin and then we were at the gig site. The girls wanted
to have a smoke before going in, because you can’t smoke inside in
Sweden. I was glad about it, but some of our party was pissed because of
it =)
The timetable was pinned into a fence there and girls scribbled
below ‘The Poets of the Fall’ a text that said: feat. Da cheerios!
We had to wait three hours before the Poets would be at stage and we
spent that time in upstairs where there was a bar lounge. But there
wasn’t any chairs or background music so it was a bit boring
place..Luckily we ran into Captain and Kiffe. We chatted a while with
Captain and during that time Stenfan and Daniel (Swedish fans) joined
us. It took about 10 minutes before they noticed who was with us and
then the fun started =) Funny and sweet guys they were.
A whole lot of talking and laughing, one sandwich, few songs from
some other band and climbing up and down of awful stairs (they must had
been made for giants) after, it was finally 11 pm.
We gathered in front of the stage and saw also JackOfAllTrades
there. The guys were having a lot of difficulties with the equipment and
they kept tuning them. We were getting a bit restless and worried,
because there wasn’t much of a crowd anymore. The clock was running fast
and nothing happened. Finally the familiar sounds of Don’t mess with me
started and the band was ready to start. Then I just flipped. Lost my
mind. Went crazy. At first I was as near the stage I could get to, but
there were a couple of photographers so I moved to where the
Cheerleaders were, just a bit further from the stage but still in the
front row. Mark reached out his hand for each of us and when he was
holding my hand, I twirled around in his grip once, just for the fun of
it. Mark was also reaching his hand to an apparently Swedish girl who
was so scared of that fact that she practically jumped backwards! When
Mark kept reaching, she approached his hand carefully and touched it a
bit. At one point Mark also jumped off the stage and strolled little
amongst the audience. Ollie was really going wild with his guitar and
all of the guys seemed to have fun. Mark also asked the audience sang
the lalalaa-part in Shallow.
The gig lasted only an half an hour, what a pity. Then we were
thrown out of the club, because Poets were the last act and the place
was closing. We hang around outside for a while and then the guys showed
up. Mark gave us a group hug and was amused and pleased that we had
come to Sweden. Ollie said that it was really nice that we were there
and all I could reply to him was: yay!
I meant to say: It is always great to see your show, in Finland or
in abroad. And wow, it is so nice to hear that you appreciate that we
follow you around all the time =)
But nooo, that was too difficult for my poor brains..Luckily Tiia
showed up and hugged Ollie at that point and after that so did I. *sigh*
I’m amazed how every time those guys can affect me so strongly…
The guys got into a taxi and we started to look for a bar that was
still open (most of the bars were closed at 12 in Sweden) and we found
one called Kelly’s. It was decorated with pictures from 1950’s and the
music was supposed to be heavy and dark rock. The playlist was:
Metallica, Metallica, Korn, Metallica, System of a down, Metallica,
Metallica…
Nothing wrong with that, but a little variety would have been nice.
We hang there until 3 am, talking, laughing and drinking. Then we got
thrown out there (once again closing time) and decided to go to a
McDonals for a late night snack. At that point we were getting really
tired, and that showed. I hadn’t laugh so hard in many months! We had a
hysterical talking hamburger box entertaining us there with his sexy low
voice.
Then we got thrown out there too (closing) and we left to wander
along the almost empty streets of Stockholm by night. Alicia took a buss
and left home, Tiia and Jutta curled up in a park bench. Me and Satu
wanted to go somewhere warm (it was freezing outside) and we spotted an
underground station. We all went inside, took a stack of free
newspapers, laid them down near the wall and sat down. The terminal
would be open in about two hours and we spent hour and a half sitting at
an underground station’s hall, dozing off and every once in a while
bursting out to sing Poets or James Blunt or whatever. The passers by
had interesting expressions on their face: some were amused, some
pitying and some just baffeled. Then some woman wanted the newspapers
under our assess and we left towards the boat terminal. It wasn’t open
yet and we met JackOfAllTrades out there on a bench. When we got inside,
we had to wait an hour before we got to the boat. We spent that hour by
sleeping in a café.
When we got to the boat, we went straight to our cabin and to sleep.
We slept about six hours, woke up and went to eat something. We visited
also the tax-free shop and there I got harassed by an drunk old man. He
told Jutta that I looked pretty as a God’s angel. Strange image of them
he must have, I had a bad hairday and I was wearing black gothic styled
clothes…And when I was looking through forum again, some drunk man
(don’t know if it was the same) tried to mumble something about the net.
The girls came to my rescue and we went to the boat’s dance restaurant.
There was a band called Hospital performing and people were dancing
tango. There was this one couple that danced amazingly well, it was a
pleasure to watch.
We were at Turku at 8 pm approximately and the train to Helsinki
left at 9 pm. We bought some tasty hotdogs, boarded the train and slept
almost the whole way to Helsinki.
I was tired but happy and grinning again. The trip was exactly what I
needed right then and there, it was amazing to be in a gig again and
see the guys and I loved travelling with Cheerios!
It was my first time in Stockholm and even if I didn’t get to really see the city, I had the time of my life!
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