David, I and Robin
I met the members of Antiloop, Robin and David, after another great show at the club
named Cozmoz in Borlänge, Sweden, and the date was Friday the 24:th of October 1997.
I saw a photographer taking photos of them on the stage after the gig, and realized
that this was my only chance to meet them, so I grabbed my camera, and began taking photos
of them too. After that, I went forward to them, and introduced myself. Immediately
they understood who I was, and asked me to follow them "backstage", and who would think I'm
stupid enough to ignore that?
Robin started by offering me a Coca-Cola, and he also praised me for my efforts behind
my unofficial page about 'em. He said that I was doing a great job, and that they were going
to add a link to my page, from theirs, and that made me very happy. I told them that their
performance had been great, and asked them if they were pleased with it.
-"Yeah, we're satisfied, and the audience really seemed to like us! This performance was extraoridinary fun to do."- Robin said.
-"I agree with Robin! This was f-ing fun and the audience was supreme."- David added.
Then a reporter and a photographer from the local newspaper DD arrived. They wanted to
take some photos of Robin and David, and ask them some questions, but I stayed by them, took the
chance to take some photos too, and listened to them during the interview.
The photographer asked Robin and David if they could sit on the floor, leaning on the wall, and they
did as he said.
-"Damn! It feels like we're doing a number two on an arable."- David said,
and no one of us in the room didn't laught at that cool comment by David.
At that moment I realized that David was a pretty weird guy, or I would rather say, a cool guy with weird comments. After the reporters had left, David suddenly said:
-"Hey, the reporter didn't ask us about our opinion to drugs! That's the first reporters use to ask us."
Then we discussed whether deaf people would like a live-performance like this, and we thought that they might feel the rhythm in the air, and from the floor.
-"What if an interpreter would translate our songs for the deaf ones? Then it would look something like this."- David said, and started moving his forefinger towards and away from his forehead (in my mind).
When I had been backstage with David and Robin for about 45 minutes, I heard the music end on the dancefloor, and I realized that my friends were
waiting for me, so I had to leave.
I reached my camera to my friend Richard, and told him to take a picture of me, Robin and David, and he did.
When he had taken three photos, and there were no camera-film left, I decided to go.
I told Robin and David that it was very fun to meet them, and reached them my hand.
-"Good bye, nice meeting you Daniel...eeer...Asplund! Wasn't it?"-Robin replied.