dicktigersweden

The story of Dick Tiger began a dark winter evening with a planned guitar lesson. But there was no lesson. Instead sparkling fusion melodies and rigid homemade Romanian chords met each other. Feelings started to grow between teacher and student. The city's only vacant drummer was phoned up and a rehearsal was booked with short notice. After a sweaty and seemingly perfect first rehearsal, teacher and student turned expectantly to the drummer to hear what he thought of the wonderful combination of chords and melodies. "If you don ́t stop your fucking German 2/4 meters, I am out!" was the reply. After the student had explained to him what a 2/4 meter was, he promised to reform. An old friend was phoned in on the bass guitar...