THIS IS HOW IT STARTED

Debaser Medborgarplatsen, Stockholm, Thursday October 16th

By now there’s no doubt you’ve heard about The 1975, right? Only about a year ago they weren’t as famous and that’s when I saw them for the first time.

I don’t think anyone could ever understand how much this band has come to mean to me. Their music is genius, their lyrics is unbelievable, their singer is out of this world and their first album is perfect from first to last song. But it’s not only that. When I saw them in November last year it wasn’t only a magical concert in the most tiny venue in Copenhagen it was also the first time, and the reason, that I met my now best friend. It was all very spontaneous. I got in touch with a Danish guy four days before the concert, which was sold out, who offered to sell me his two tickets. Elin booked a train in a second and four days later we met up at a train station, gave each other a weird hug, went to Copenhagen and the tiny venue located by the entrance to Christiania (a small town in the middle of Copenhagen where it’s legal to smoke weed). After the concert, where we’d basically been standing on the stage, we gave each other the day’s second weird hug but that hug was weird in a whole different way, the way that it felt like we’d known each other for a lifetime. I guess that’s how it started for real, our weird but beautiful friendship.

A few days ago we saw them again. My favourite band on stage and my favourite person by my side. It was all a bit nostalgic. I don’t think anything can beat the first time we saw them but it sure was another magical concert. The whole venue smelled of marijuana and out they walked, dressed in black from head to toe, and started playing. It’s so hard to describe something that means so much to you.

If you get the opportunity to see them live, don’t miss it.