Unsworn Industries celebrated 55 weeks at their Norra Grängesbergsgatan HQ with pomp and pastries.

We promised mammalian dolphin drumming but delivered ophoniste battlegrounds, sourdough megafood, locally produced beer, foamy farm animals, and the occasional jumpstylee beat.

Thanks to all friends and colleagues for the assistance in turning NGBG4 into a smattering epicentre of excellence!

(Red eyes are purely due to a fire in a Malmö recycling-plant earlier in the day.)

To the rest of you who could’t make it: You should have been there. It was great. See you at the next numerological feast…