well-well after a warm night when lots of teenagers (yeah, most of them were girls) were screaming MOLKOOOOOOOOOOO (AAAAAA) or PLA-CE-BO and when the same teenagers were touching and pushing me into the fence that separated the A and B sectors from the placebo concert thinking that i could be the next molko or something like that, i came home and i enjoyed a storm running and dancing in the rain.
hm most of you might wonder why the fck would i care what did the new molko do yesterday if i'm honest i'm wondering the same thing right now while i'm enjoying my earl grey (yeah tea milk honey and all that stuff, it's lovely).

well, see you.
the new molko