Me starting threads on this forum is probably not the best of ideas, but hey! There needs to be some balance and you need some ovaries here, too (or.. do you? 
)
I promised something to the Swamplords over 3 years ago. And today I said to myself that it cannot be, that the promise is still not fulfilled... Marco managed to leave the band before I put my words into deed... Shame on me...
So here we go:
Three years ago, a dream I never thought would come true, indeed did.
I was in Finland. The mountain came to Mohammed (back then it was nearly impossible to see them anywhere else but in Finland). Thanks to the EU, my school and God I was in the land which I chose because of Kalmah and the nation's unseen in the world educational success in the language classrooms (and more than that, which I didn't know then).
200 euro later I was on my way through the beautiful city of Oulu to a little island in its northern part to meet my Musical Heroes - Suoherrat.
of course couldn't do that without a cup of coffee first
It was a day long trip. I took a night train and was in Oulu in the morning and was gonna go back south with a night train again. I will not ever beat the fan who came from Canada to see the guys, but for a maiden of my young age that I was I think I came pretty close to him on the list of crazy fans.
This particular pic crowns the moment when I was allowed to call myself "Swamplady" (Suonainen?
)
This picture needs no commentary, does it?
Besides the one that you can find videos from the gig made by my pesky small camera on yt >click<
These definitely don't though:
And this one of the ultimately most cherished possessions of mine. In a very special book - one of the safest places
And a close-up:
Looking at those makes me feel excited about this amazing opportunity I had. Dreams do come true folks...
At midnight had to run to catch my train south. The last hours spent in Oulu were like from a fairy tale - sharing a snack and enjoying a conversation with Pekka and a couple that were the best picture of Finnish hospitality (actually called me a taxi so that I could stay with them for a few more minutes).
I've felt very bad many times for not doing what I promised. And that was post pictures from my adventure on here. I thought of starting a thread with our fan treasures (signed copies of CDs and things - PEKKA' PICK!!! - and pictures etc).
I wasn't in Finland even for a week and I went to see them. Some of the most amazing things happened to me when I was on my stay there for 4 months. The best country in the world <period> And it was them that encouraged me to go see it - through their music and amazing personalities that are shown through everything they do. I absolutely love the Swampland and the amazing people. I miss it every - single - day.
Can't wait for the opportunity to meet them again sometime and make some more amazing memories. This time I will not forget to bring some signature Polish presents... (that's another thing I promised
)
Maybe this time Mohammed will come to the mountain?
It's here:
(we do have mountains! I know you Finns like them lots they are ski-able in winter and very hike-able in the summer; we also have one of the most awesome audiences in the world of metal)
And it's not too far either:
This will be the end to what will have to be my longest post ever.
Kiitoksia for your kind attention.
)I promised something to the Swamplords over 3 years ago. And today I said to myself that it cannot be, that the promise is still not fulfilled... Marco managed to leave the band before I put my words into deed... Shame on me...
So here we go:
Three years ago, a dream I never thought would come true, indeed did.
I was in Finland. The mountain came to Mohammed (back then it was nearly impossible to see them anywhere else but in Finland). Thanks to the EU, my school and God I was in the land which I chose because of Kalmah and the nation's unseen in the world educational success in the language classrooms (and more than that, which I didn't know then).
200 euro later I was on my way through the beautiful city of Oulu to a little island in its northern part to meet my Musical Heroes - Suoherrat.
of course couldn't do that without a cup of coffee first
It was a day long trip. I took a night train and was in Oulu in the morning and was gonna go back south with a night train again. I will not ever beat the fan who came from Canada to see the guys, but for a maiden of my young age that I was I think I came pretty close to him on the list of crazy fans.
This particular pic crowns the moment when I was allowed to call myself "Swamplady" (Suonainen?
)
This picture needs no commentary, does it?
Besides the one that you can find videos from the gig made by my pesky small camera on yt >click<
These definitely don't though:
And this one of the ultimately most cherished possessions of mine. In a very special book - one of the safest places
And a close-up:
Looking at those makes me feel excited about this amazing opportunity I had. Dreams do come true folks...
At midnight had to run to catch my train south. The last hours spent in Oulu were like from a fairy tale - sharing a snack and enjoying a conversation with Pekka and a couple that were the best picture of Finnish hospitality (actually called me a taxi so that I could stay with them for a few more minutes).
I've felt very bad many times for not doing what I promised. And that was post pictures from my adventure on here. I thought of starting a thread with our fan treasures (signed copies of CDs and things - PEKKA' PICK!!! - and pictures etc).
I wasn't in Finland even for a week and I went to see them. Some of the most amazing things happened to me when I was on my stay there for 4 months. The best country in the world <period> And it was them that encouraged me to go see it - through their music and amazing personalities that are shown through everything they do. I absolutely love the Swampland and the amazing people. I miss it every - single - day.
Can't wait for the opportunity to meet them again sometime and make some more amazing memories. This time I will not forget to bring some signature Polish presents... (that's another thing I promised
)Maybe this time Mohammed will come to the mountain?
It's here:
(we do have mountains! I know you Finns like them lots
they are ski-able in winter and very hike-able in the summer; we also have one of the most awesome audiences in the world of metal)And it's not too far either:
This will be the end to what will have to be my longest post ever.
Kiitoksia for your kind attention.
The craziest thing I owned was a snare membrane with a weird drawing and signatures 
It looks so awesome!
