This face belongs to Carl and that's me. I play bass in this band. I emigrated from the clean and crispy cold north (Sweden) to dirty old London Town with all its decadence and pubs about four years ago. There I found Razorlight and I had to take a break from my normal life as keeper of peace and quiet and embrace the gutters of Camden and Soho and Seven Sisters and whatnot.
Everybody has to do it at least once and if you can handle it you're sorted - ish. If nothing else its great fun! Johnny was a great teacher and Björn was my lifeline back to the old country. It sort of feels like I lost my identity a bit on the way though cause I can't really see myself moving back to Sweden not yet at least I do agree with Johnny that New York City is a damn great place maybe the best in the world but live in America? Hmm enough about that enjoy this page and write more messages it's amazing to see that people from all over the world come here and leave us little notes Cheers everybody!

In late 2002, Björn was living in a two-bedroom flat in Camden, with 12 other Swedes and selling jeans to tourists on Carnaby Street. He was the only person in London who answered Johnny's ad in the new music express - "guitarist wanted, no pentatonics." He grew up in an isolated house in the Swedish countryside playing guitar and talking to birds. After chucking his first guitar out of a second-story window, he got himself an SG and crossed the north sea to London, under the spiritual tutelage of Johnny Marr, Steve Jones, Bob Quine and Josh Homme.

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