It was the spring of 2000 and I was at a show at Mosebacke (a classic venue in the south of Stockholm). I was sitting there and found myself sighing with biased boredom upon hearing that a debuting "batch of indie pop brats singing in English" was to entertain us with some acoustic numbers in between the announced acts.
For some reason I stayed at the venue.
And was completely blown away.
By the time the first chorus of "Good Day For Dying" started I had developed goosebumps from the combination of childlike innocence and sullen melancholy of singer Daniel Bellqvist's voice; backed by guitarist Frederik Z