We are so so happy to be DJing at Indietracks this summer, the festival where the three of us met in 2010 and decided to start our club night, where we’ve met so many other friends that have made us have the best time. Indietracks every year until we die. ♥ ♥ ♥ Forever and ever.



We’ll be playing our favourite tunes (and of course dancing like crazy too) in the tram shed after the bands on the Saturday night - and we’re wondering - is there such a thing as a twee rave?

(without drugs and dodgy, spiky haircuts, but with cardigans, and happy, dancy people)!

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The summer of 2010 Rupert and Silja ventured to their very first Indietracks with the cheapest and probably least waterproof tents from the Argos stock. At a gig we met David - who introduced himself by asking, “Are you Swedish?” and none of us were. And so the story of the three Librarians Wanted began. (and ironically we’ve hosted a lot of Swedish bands since…)

Someone at the festival joked that we should form a band, but with limited musical talents, maybe DJing would be our thing instead. We all had a past (and a present) of making romantic/depressive/hopeful mixtapes for long lost or potential or totally unfulfilled loves.

Before we left Indietracks for London we’d toasted to starting our own club night and to learn how to DJ and bake. We had our first show in December 2010 with Evans the Death headlining and since then we’ve hosted lots of our favourite bands, always with (more or less deformed) cupcakes and a library card discount.

The only rule for Librarians Wanted is that we love the music we choose. The DJ sets and the bands - we don’t care about what is cool and what is right and what is indiepop, only, really, what is love (“Baby, don’t hurt me”). Yes, it should be a little bit like falling in love, hearing a song or a band for the first time and knowing in that instant it’s your new favourite. And it should be about meeting new friends you can leave alongside, smiling, when the evening is over, even if you entered the room a little bit shy and awkward and on your own.