Johan Lind comes from a northern town where the summer sun never truly sets — a boy who preferred stories over football, quietude over shouts.

He spent long nights drifting on his bike through the light, living as much in his dreams as in the world around him — drawn to beauty, music, and everything fleeting yet profound.

To him, those summers were more than just days; they were everything he hoped would last.

Today, that boy has grown — but the light of those nights still lingers within him. The memories haven’t faded; at times they seem as vivid as the present season, perhaps even stronger in their own strange way.

These days, it’s his voice that carries the light forward.