due to the cheapest swedish lager and estonian vodka i missed most of the bands i wanted to see at rasslebygd, emmaboda, sweden (formerly known as indieboda). me going to the festival was a mistake from the beginning, i hadn't been to a festival since the summer of 2001 and i immediately felt very old. however, i managed to watch franke. this song is great, filled with anguish and dirty guitarshrieks a la jesus and mary chain.