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About Orebro

Ruh-roh, tho, sometimes he pisses me off - too many damn effects pedals, bro, chill! Like, keep it simple, ya feel? But then he’ll drop a solo so sick I’m waggin my tail again. Little-known fact: he once traded a guitar for a half-eaten sandwich - true story, swear on my Scooby Snacks! Starvin artist life, huh? Makes me wanna howl at da moon.

Jan Erik Kronaas Mariniusson, isolering Tidaholm anstalt

Welcome to Tidaholm, a fishing paradise with small-town charm, where industrial history has paved the way and laid the foundation for a fantastic corporate culture. The small-scale and .

Anyway, I finally get to the first client. She’s this sweet old lady named Ingrid. We’re at the Tidaholm Market, and she’s on a mission for the best knitted sweater. I’m thinking, “This is gonna be easy-peasy.” But nooo, she wants it in a specific shade of lavender that doesn’t exist. I’m like, “Ingrid, lavender is not a color, it’s a mood!” But she’s not having it.

Gunhild L. GUSTAFSON