Stockholm Nightlife Link-a-dink

Haha, so you think we shopped to the top and then went home?!? Not really. So this is the blog entry about the nightlife!

Already the first evening was spent in the splendid decor of the Debaser club. Literally we rushed over the red carpet to the release concert of Captain Murphy and were transported back to the early Seventies with the minute. Gorgeous evening where we learned about the qualities of Päron Cider and some unknown Snaps I only remember it had more than 50% of a thing I shouldn't have drunk that much of...

Read the whole event in German at Metal-Inside.de

But in fact the reason for us to be in Stockholm was the Close-Up Båten - a metal cruise with six great Swedish bands playing. Again only in German I gave a report in Metal-Inside.de about both days of that frenzy! Ok, it's not fair. For all you English readers - there's a good report about that also in a Last FM journal - but not by me.

The after-boat party was scheduled for the Rocks club. For today: We simply didn't make it inside as the queue was too long in front of it! But from what I've heard there's no reason to be upset about it: The dinner was not enough for all the hungry souls coming off the boat (we had super-delicious dinner in the appartment) and in the end everybody was already shitfaced by 10 p.m. But in MY personal opinion Rocks sucks anyway - a fact the following evening proved well:

The following evening we started in a half-empty Rocks where we took the drinks we could get in the Happy Hour and moved to Engelen Club just in time to party on the Watain Release Party. I especially enjoyed the presentations of opposites: Engelen was an old pharmacy whose figure head was the one of an angel. In the catacombs of such now the satanic black metallers of WATAIN celebrated their well-decorated release. Nicely!

Secondly there was a very strange party going on in the other rooms of the cellar - posh to boringly ordinary dressed people in their thirties were searching for entertainment to the tunes of really bad euro-pop. Put it that way - we would have danced if they would have played Shakira! But because the little Black Metal cellar was overcrowded, metal people mixed with thirty-somethings and horny men in cashmere abandoned their jealous girl friends to flirt with attractive Black metal girls. Very entertaining!

Last but not least, there's something unexpected I really miss from the Stockholm day- and nightlife: 7/Eleven! At least those two which are open almost all night. They more than compensate the lack of good Döner Kebab!