at first, the gods grabbed a chunk of dirt from a galaxy far away, shaped it roundly. but there was no light; so they said "let's make light" and they created the sun.
but there was nothing to water the plants with, and one of them said "hey i gotta take a leak" and the oceans were created. but the landscape was still too bland, everything always looked the same... so they worked out the night and the day.
but there was still an emptyness, something was missing... a little something called "music". so one of them thought "hey i can make music!" and grabbed a violin... he played the most horrendous conceivable combination of gibberish, and then they understood that music was no joke, and it took a real big mind to be able to make music. so they created the man as a sorry excuse for the sole purpose of having something cool to listen to. so after they got the plans for a man all straightened out and all, they went to the lands of the north, say, around Sweden, and they grabbed a chunk of land, shaped limbs and a head out of it, and said "you have been favoured by the gods... others will try to match you but none of them will get even close to your compositions".
this man turned out to be Christofer Johnsson