Our American favourite Jeremy Jay and his temporary band of french musicians got stuck in the middle of the Stockholm Half Marathon on their way to the venue, delaying soundcheck a couple of hours. However, bad luck turned into a great set from this fine K Records artist. You've probably heard his masterpiece "Just Dial My Number" on air before.

"From the moment Jeremy Jay began recording under his own name, his vision was fully realized: He wanted to write about dreams. In 2007, he released Dreamland, a debut composed of (dreamy!) instrumental pop meant to accompany a film he had yet to shoot. One year later, he released the doo-wop tinted A Place Where We Could Go, his first full-length for K Records and the first to feature his own vocals. That album's first words? "Night, night." Since then, he's dressed up his louche stripe of indie-pop in a variety of sonic getups, stripping down to sleek'n'minimal synth essentials for 2009's Slow Dance, donning a ragged alt-rock cape for the guitar crunch of 2010's Splash, and now a chilly combination of the two for Dream Diary, his latest. What glues them all together is his unwavering fascination with the dream state, both as a lyrical pipeline and method of delivery. Because as he presents himself here, now more than ever, Jeremy Jay sounds as though he works in silk pajamas." Pitchfork

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