Last night my dear friend Mitchell was in from Los Angeles and asked me to meet him at Southpaw in Brooklyn. Being the font of information that Mitchell is, he neglected to tell who was playing. As I entered the club, I took note that is was very crowded for a Monday night. There was a band setting up like 20 mics on stage. A girl was taping giant flowers to the mic stand.I had not found Mitchell yet so I still had no idea who was playing and did not bother to ask because I was just there to see my friend( and sometimes I just don't care). Then some people came in with REALLY BIG bags of balloons. At this point I surmised that regardless who was playing these people came for a good time. Half way into my 1st Brooklyn Lager the band took the stage.. All 25 of them. Singing songs about building tree houses, bringing love, and getting Britney some help. I'm from Barcelona put a smile on every face in that club. There was crowd surfing , confetti throwing and kazoo solos. Mitchell later pointed out that only a band from Sweden could get away with such simple melodies. True.
My point is that sometimes you go out in Brooklyn on a Monday night and find yourself in the middle of a Partridge family type montage.
For some reason I did not have a camera with me so here is a video of the band from the pool the day before. You get the idea.