PICS FROM LIVE AT SÖDRA TEATERN 061221
photo: björn@rockfoto.nu

JOHAN RENCK'S BIRTHDAY BURLESQUE
at Theater Ledermann / Stockholm 06 12 05.




Johan


Magdalena and Johan


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From left: Nåid, me, Jocke Berg (Kent) and Michael Bindefeld


Absinth mayhem


Me and Miss Tarantula


Klas Åhlund (Teddybears Sthlm)...


...and his beloved spouse.


Papa Dee and Eva Dahlgren


Sarah Grey


Johanna and Nils


Me and Johanna


Jacob Ström


Camilla and Johan Söderberg


Tori


Emma Sjöberg


Henrik Schyffert and Papa Dee


Anna G and eh...Guinevere


Me, beauty and beast


Edward Scissorhands and eh... the Lady of the Lake (?)


Patrik Arve of Teddybears Sthlm


Dunno who 'dis is but but I love the pic


Titiyo


Me and Titiyo


From left: 1. don't know name, 2. Johan Renck, 3. Mikael Nykvist, 4. don't know name


Johan's sister (unfortunately haven't catched her name), and her friend


Silvergirl and Idunno...


Gryttjyng and Eakshlaft


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Thanx for an amazing party, bro.
A truly unforgettable event.
May your path be filled with Truth, Love and Unity...
Power, Freedom and Ecstacy...
And at the end of it,
May you find true satisfaction and everlasting Peace.

Shine on.

- K

AUTUMN OF 06 GLIMPSES


This was the autumn I lost my father, my faith in fairytales, my beloved since eight years and my home...


I went to Stockholm and stayed at my close ghostfriend I AWAKE's place and hit rock bottom.


Then I figured I mustn't waste more energy on feeling low. So I took a gig and went to Falkenberg...


...sang my songs in the eventing, hung out 'til late...


...and cried 'til morning.


I went back and forth to the hospital for pains in my back. But no matter how the looked they couldn't find anything wrong with me. They asked me lots of questions about stress and grief...


Finally my volverine-homie Per got back from a month with his grandparents in Barcelona. He had stayed in their house on the green and lush country side. Once home he started longing to go back, thinking about his grandma and how he could help around the house and spend more time with her.


I went to Belgium with my sister, brother and mother (not on the pic) to visit relatives there. They did their very best to cheer me up and talked about everything that layed before me, all the wonderfully shallow things I could do and create with my so called freedom.


I sang at the SIME-convent at Berns in Stockholm...


It was quite different from Falkenberg.


We shot a video with Enter the Hunt for our track "One". Our debut album had gotten great reviews, lots of attention and everything was supposed to be fun...


...but during the video-shoot our bass-player left the band and the group experienced a major setback.


We completed the video, but afterwards everyone was so tired of the drama that the future of the band was uncertain...


...until we played what was to be our last gig, at Club Debaser in Stockholm, ferocious and armed with a new stand-in bass-player, rocking so hard that we once and for all evaporated all our doubts about wether we should go on or not.


...And in the midst of chaos, disillusionment and disintegration, I got a strange telephone call late one saturday night saying that I had just won the first prize in some prestigious Film-music Festival in Auxerre that I had never heard of.



Bye, most blessed and horrid autumn of 06.
Please, let there be purpose and Grace
in the heart of pain.

This was the summer I finally went to the Gagnef festival.
I threw my bag into my friends' car and got on my motorcycle.
I spent tree days at the festival.
Great people, nice music and beautiful scenery.
This shot was taken with my mobile phone
on a walk back to my sleeping place after a long night of dancing
in the lush forests and misty meadows of Sweden.

Gig shot: Anija Johansson

The summer 06 was the one I went to the Glade-festival in England,
stayed in a tent and danced till dawn...



...and stayed with my friend George at his house on the English countryside...



...and got to meet his lovely sister Camila...



...and laugh with Shabba...



...as we chilled out by the water...



...having the whole place to ourselves...



...drinking tea and chillin' out 'til sunset...



...when the gnats attacked.





The summer 06 was the one...



...when I buried my father...



...and instead of mourning him, I had to keep appearances
and sing "Turning Daisies" in church...



...in a black suit and white tie.



This was the summer when my homie Per built his cottage,
out in the Stockholm archipelago...



...the perfect spot for afterparties and spontaneous retreats.



This was the summer...



...when Stefan a.k.a. Omnimotion decided that we shall all buy bikes...



...and then got himself the phattest one ever.



At first I got one as well, but after tree days of constantly having to answer to questions about where I'd got it from and how much it cost, I decided to return it to the store, and return to my old, faithful, urban-customised mountainbike.
I touched it up with some nice spray paint and it was as good as new.
Color? - Dry Black.



It was the summer I decided to celebrate my dads departure at the Loveboat party,
with the Socially Hazardous crew...



...and Perra played a wicked set...



...while we all chilled out on deck.



It was the summer when our band, Enter The Hunt
made an impact on the swedish metal scene, got signed by Epic and crafted our EP and album
with the producer of Rammstein...



...and I packed a light bag and went to Norway, to stand alone on stage and sing there for the first time.



And it was the first summer in twelve years that I,
after numerous instrumental releases,
had a new vocal album of my own, mastered and ready for release,
and didn't have to feel bad about spending my time in the sun...



Bye, beloved summer of 06.
It's been a strange and beautiful ride.