A lying bastard he may be (he’s no more that 5’6″, I reckon), but Kristian is a fine entertainer. So good in fact that he moved a couple in the front row to spend the entire first three songs liplocked. It was only himself and the guitar, strutting around the stage for the most part of the night, which could have been a disaster, visually, had he not been so energetic. Anyway, he was bopping away and here are some of the pictures I gotted:
Oh and here’s his sister. She was in the support band, but I didn’t catch their name, but they were good. I like this shot too!