Not the trendy Missy-Elliott-version at the jazz festival, but real hard core jazz. Four men absorbed in the longest improvised jazz jams in a crowded, hot venue and an audience following the tunes and rhythms in a well measured act.
This is not my normal hang out and perhaps one of the reasons it felt very refreshing. Even though we ran out of air and humidity exceeded hundred percent.
A result of making a new friend who shared one of her favourite spots in Stockholm. An evening that started with champagne and a VIP invitation to a new lingerie boutique, followed by dinner and discussions about our common profession and finally a dash of jazz to close the evening.
Hajk & Hallrenovering
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