Anton Collinder, Justin Sullivan and Brian Schleyer (left to right) outside Debaser Slussen - 6-9-13

In a 500-capacity club under a bridge near where the Riddarfjarden meets the Strommen, the Babies played their standard set before a Sunday night crowd of about 125 in Stockholm, Sweden.

This was the sixteenth Babies show on a 27-city European tour covering twelve countries.  The band’s only day off on this nearly month-long stretch of dates comes Tuesday.

The black curtain covering the stage was opened a little after 9 PM to reveal the band which had driven 400 miles from the site of Saturday night’s show in Malmo.

It appeared to me the Babies went song to song without referencing a set list and are likely maintaining a consistent order as they go along night to night.  As in Berlin two nights earlier, Moonlight Mile was spectacular.  It’s a song that seems to elevate the enthusiasm of all four band members.  Cassie Ramone turned around during the tune and dangled her guitar near the monitor behind her.  She mildly struck the guitar with the heel of her hand a few times to get some mile-high feedback.

The band returned quickly after completing its main set to perform a one song encore.  After a pretty solid rendition of All Things Come to Pass, Ramone flashed a peace sign as she and the others said goodbye.  The black curtain was closed.

It was still light out as I exited the show.  The sun doesn’t set here in the summer until well after 10 PM.  It comes back up at 330 AM.

I chit-chatted with a Swede named Ulf as the opening band Terrible Feelings was wrapping up.  Ulf was probably my age – or a little bit older – and he was a big fan of the Babies.  I asked him how he gained familiarity with the band.  Was it radio?  Was it the internet – or some form of rock and roll journalism?  No to all, he said.  Instead, Ulf stated it was word of mouth from a trusted music fan friend and then Cassie Ramone’s distinct vocal style that first pulled him to a Babies gig in Stockholm a couple years ago.

Because the venue back-lit the band and pumped fake smoke onto the stage, I couldn’t really get any decent pictures of the gig.  Instead, I submit the photo above to document TSR’s attendance.  Pictured from left to right are:  Anton Collinder (Terrible Feelings guitarist), Justin Sullivan (Babies drummer) and Brian Schleyer (Babies bassist) outside Debaser Slussen.

The Slussen location is one of five live music spaces in the Debaser chain.  It’s easily accessible by subway once you figure out the club is hidden just above water level and below the neighborhood’s main streets.

Pint glasses of Carlsberg draft cost 54 Kronor or about eight bucks.  I tried a Debaser home brew and it was ok.

The bathroom at Debaser Slussen threw me off a little bit.  I accidentally walked into the band’s dressing room at first but then was directed by a staff member to the washroom used by patrons.  Like the few public bathrooms I’ve used elsewhere in Stockholm – the one at Debaser is open to both genders and features individual stalls with privacy doors.  The oddness from my perspective is when you’re washing your hands in the bathroom and you find yourself standing next to a woman.

One other Stockholm toilet note:  the mixed-gender washroom at Stockholm’s central train station charges 10 Kronor per visit.  If you lack the 10 Kronor coin to deposit in the turnstile set up outside the bathroom, there’s a guy there who will break a bill for you.

10:30 PM in Stockholm and dusk is finally arriving - 6-9-13

I go back to New York City tomorrow if there’s an empty airplane seat to be had.  And if the hotel clerk successfully executes the early morning wake-up call (I didn’t bring a phone or alarm clock along).  I’ll tie up the loose ends of this trip with a final report in the next couple days.

Thanks to the Babies for motivating me to See the Country (s) as they say.

The Morby-bound T14 line of the Stockholm Metro System (taken at Central Station) 6-9-13

In Stockholm now after a 75-minute flight from Berlin on Saturday morning.

I bought a reasonably-priced ticket on Air Berlin which has struggled financially as it has grown to be a decent-sized carrier with some 10-thousand employees.  The base fare on my ticket was $51 but an array of fees and taxes brought the total to $162.75.

We pushed off the gate a full hour after the scheduled departure time of 825 AM.  The captain announced in both German and English that two passengers who checked luggage had failed to report to the flight.  He said it was “policy” in such an instance to remove the bags in question.  The workers responsible for loading (and in this case re-loading) bags on Air Berlin are outsourced through a massive third-party outfit of ground handling services called Globe Ground.

All but a few seats on board were full.  The all-coach cabin configuration made maximum use of space on the 737-800.  There was little space between seats front to back which is fine on such a short trip.

Flight attendants served German pretzels and a beverage after we leveled off.  “Sweet” or “salty,” they asked as it relates to the pretzel.

Back at the airport gate lounge, Air Berlin positioned a large newsstand offering a selection of free newspapers.  That was a nice touch.

On arrival in Stockholm’s Arlanda, I withdrew some Kronor from a bank machine and bought a bus ticket for the 45-minute ride to the city’s center.  There was no customs/passport inspection or inquisition on the way in.  I found this aspect a surprise but perhaps there’s some kind of open border deal between Germany and Sweden.

There are two competing airport bus companies.  Swebus and Flygbussarna.  Both charge the same one-way fare of 99 Kronor (6.6 K to the dollar).  I chose the Flygbussarna because they claim their buses run entirely on bio-fuel.  There’s also an express train but the cost of that is more than triple that of the bus.

My hotel (another Scandic property) is on a quiet street north of downtown.  The breakfast buffet is free and includes two varieties of pickled herring and caviar dispensed from what looks like a tube of toothpaste.  It takes two separate elevator rides with a long walk in between to reach my room on the ninth floor.  It only gets dark for a few hours this time of year.

Stockholm, Sweden 6-9-13

I bought a 72-hour unlimited use public transit pass for 230 Kronor and have jumped around town quite a bit.  One of the subway (or U-Bahn) lines terminates at a station called “Morby centrum.”  There’s an umlaut over the o.

Lots of visitors converged on Stockholm Saturday for the royal wedding of Swedish princess Madeleine.  Young women moving about in groups wore tiaras and wedding veils adorned with small Swedish flags to celebrate the occasion.  I watched a bit of it on TV.  Coverage was extensive and the front pages of all the newspapers displayed at area newsstands today show the couple in various states of schmoochie pie.

I got lost on Sodermalm this afternoon as I tried to case a path to the rock club that will host the Babies show tonight.  Hopefully, I’ll find it when I go for real in a few hours.