grinning at their own lyrics and stealing delighted glances at each other. asking for requests, telling stage secrets* and laughing at themselves. and, above all, singing and playing like it’s the last day of school and the first day of summer.
that’s daniel johansson and joakim sveningsson of friska viljor at magnet club in berlin on 6th may, halfway through their acoustic tour, putting out traps with songs from their upcoming album my name is friska viljor (following remember our name from 2013 – if you still don’t know their name, you’re seriously running out of excuses) and a set list that literally ends with the question “more?”. traps we hurl ourselves into giddily and a question that didn’t need asking.
of course we want more. more present tense exuberance and melodica oomph. more confused “whoo”s. more of these new harmonies in old songs and more new songs like that one about old childhood friends. or this one about having a choice not to break. and these other new songs “until the rain”, “mind the gap” and “in my sofa i’m safe“. this upcoming album, oh my♥
the encores were as heartbreakingly brilliant and all around lovely. if you weren’t dancing higgledy-piggledy to “arpeggio” whilst singing along at the top of your lungs, smiling when joakim stopped mid-chorus to listen to daniel sing, chanting an extra chorus of “we will carry you” at friska viljor during “gold” and waving your hands up in the air to “shotgun sister”, chances are you weren’t there. and if you weren’t jumping up and down during “monday”, for which joakim and daniel played with a make-believe band, chances are you weren’t me. but if you were there, chances are you were happy all night. if you were me, chances are you’re still happy. if your name is friska viljor, know that awoo will carry you, too.
* never make ugly faces when you play a wrong note. never turn your back to the audience. and never scratch your behind, people will see it.
** if you speak german or swedish, here’s an interview (and a kazoo solo) i did with them in 2013.