“Tobias was ten-years old when his family relocated from Sweden to the UK and he soon learnt the language and a love of English writing. Poetry has left a lasting impression - and dominates his own songwriting. He’s a lyricist with plenty to say, and you’ll want to absorb his words." - Tony S, Leicester Bangs Music review
I think my music journey started when I was thirteen years old, on the day that my grandfather passed away in the Spring of 1990. I guess it's possible it could have been earlier than that. I guess it could even have been as early as the months after I was born and my father fled across the Atlantic ocean (I know, I must have been one hell of an ugly baby) but I prefer to think of it as if my real music journey started with the big farewell to my grandfather in that gray, sterile, sad and completely dead silent hospital room. One thing about my grandfather, I used to call him "Dad", it only seemed natural because, well, in truth, that really is who he was to me. A father.
Anyway, I had recently gotten my first guitar (5 bucks from a friend and it was missing all strings but one, the thick E) and on that day I was sitting at home with it in my lap being all confused, angry and blue. I could sense something like a big whole inside my chest that had a strange new stinging feeling and the guitar had a whole too, not far away from my own. Both wholes were empty and seemed vulnerable and related somehow. Then I decided to strike the one string left on the guitar and it filled the whole with a large vibrating sound that broke the heavy silence in our house. First I picked it aggressively and with great frustration but then I picked the string more gentle with my thumb and sort of searched around for a melody with one finger moving and pressing down across the neck. I found some kind of minor scale and picked a melody that came out from the whole in the guitar but, thing was, it also felt like it was coming out of the whole in my aching chest. I had never experienced anything like it and the pain did not exactly go away or decrease but it was accompanied with something else. Some sensation of a beatiful and sad togetherness perhaps. I don't know. I can't explain it. Anyway, that's when I came to the idea that I wanted to become a songwriter and travel around the world to share that sensation with anyone and everyone. The day that my grandfather died.
/Tobias
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