Now even uglier. (Den Fule means "The Ugly One" in Swedish). Seven years of beauty sleep to no avail. The three-beat is heavier than ever and the guitar is electrifying. The saxophone incites, the bass deceives, and the drums roll so that the trolls flee, the dancers levitate, and cute little waltzes hide in the corners in fear. Den Fule has sharpened his hooves and rolled out his tail. Den Fule is back.

During 2024-25, we have met a fantastic audience in Uppsala, Ljusdal, Stockholm, Falun, Sala, Katrineholm, Gothenburg, and Malmö, among other places. We hope for a brilliant 2026 with the new album in tow.