A night out on the town in Stockholm

Last night we went to a bar called the KGB to watch what we thought would be a live gipsy-punk band (whatever that might be). The band wasnt what we expected, but still pretty cool. More the u2 style of music than anything else, but live music is live music... They didnt play too long, after the first set I saw them packing up and asked if they were leaving -- yeah, apparently the neighbors complained... After that we headed upstairs -- they place was a maze with two stories under ground and a few above. Ok, maybe a maze is a bit of an exageration -- the floor space on each floor was tiny, but with the winding stairs it was kind of crazy. In the bathroom they were playing teach yourself communist russian tapes -- stuff like how to say Are you an american? You dont speak russian do you? Whats wrong with you stupid american? It was pretty funny. Anyway, after the band stopped, the regular bar music was the type of music we were expecting. We went upstairs by the main bar for a bit and Christie convinced me to have a go at two cute swedish girls. No luck. They talked to me for a few minutes but it was going nowhere. Later Bernd one of the germans struck up a conversation with a group of six blondes -- half very easy on the eyes, the other half not so much... Somehow we seemed to keep getting stuck with the second half! Anyway, one of the girls pointed out the couple at the table next to us and asked if the girl with the guy was herself actually a guy. Definitely, that or a very very manly looking girl! We really werent having any luck with the blondes either, and by the time we left we were seriously starting to wonder if wed made the mistake of trying to find girls in a gay-lesbian bar... Still, all in all a very fun night out!