Legendary

After the bronxgig we went to Olssons with the band. It was a lot of fun, we were getting more and more drunk, talked about rock n roll, when suddenly we saw a familliar face at one of the tables. Could it really be true? The nervousity started spreading between me and my drinkingbuddies when we found out it was. It was true. It was a mondaynight in a cold Stockholm and Scott Carlson were drinking beer beside us. After a while and a few beers more we had enough selfasteem to talk to him. He was so cool and told me that i should send him an email if i wanted to order some records, he would be in Sweden for two weeks. Scott motherfucking Carlson of Repulsion. Thats big.