Swine flu shot went strange.

Took my swine flu shot today. Everything was fine at first as always.I have taken shos many many times before. It didn't really hurt at all as usually. I sat down for a while afterwards like the tell you to. Then it started creeping up on me when I red the paper they give you with what kind of reactions that might occur to some unlucky people. A very bad feeling came over me. It got worse and worse. I started to feel totally avful. Really terrible. Sweating buckets. Then my vision got blured and dark. I fainted. I was put on a stretcher and nurses and doctors were called in. I thought I was having an alergic reaction and was dying for sure. I have thought I was dying before in life. It was on a flight in Serbia that had to emergency land in a scary way. Today felt worse. I started coming around. And they took my blood preassure. The thing went of the scale for some reason (maybe me tensing up). They tried again. "-I can't get a reading on him!" the nurce said. I started freaking out again. Almost fainted once more. I remember once Jonas Hellborg and I were taking yellow fever shots. I was first up. I pretended it hurt like hell to scare him and he fainted when he took his. Now I know how it feels.

Geüsir of kack

Got this fancy built in water container for the toilette. It cracked of course. Making a bunch of problems everywhere.

De-mounted it and ordered a new one. A few hundred euros. Note the wet floorboards.

An accident never comes alone. The sewer drain clogged for some reason. I tried everything. Wires and hoses. Days of work. Twice I got an avalance of sewage on me.

Tree days later I gave up and called in the pros. What a strange job that is. Going to peoples houses and dealing with their disgusting wastewater. You must like it to do it. Really nice guys, though. Only strange thing was that they had raging hard-ons all the time while working with the pipes.

Afterwards I had to take a shower to get the feces out of my skin. And soothing myself with some pure protein. This tastes really bad. I usually get the dry and wet heaves from trying to drink it.

Today at 19:30. Swedish television channel one.

The news. Rapport.

Today at Swedish television channel 1 19:00 hours.

Kulturnyheterna kl 19:00 tonight on Swedish television channel 1.
Unfortunately I'm not playing like the picture might mislead, but there is something about my father. We got these recordings from a music scientist called Olle Lind that mainly specialises in Lars Gullin but also in other jazz musicians. He gave us 200+ recordings with my father.

Battle and dog feelings.

The scottish terrier is a feisty and stubborn breed. Sometimes on his walks he just lays down when he doesn't want to walk the same way we do.
It takes hour to cut his fur. He is batteling like it was a life and death situation.
He has a muzzle or we would get bitten.
Talking of bitten. The other day he tried to jump up on his favourite chair. He didn't succeed. He tried several times. I think there was a bass guitar in the way as well as a pillow. He was in a bad mood, you could tell, annoyed and frustrated. People say dogs don't have human feelings but I'm sure they can feel happiness, anger, being scared, sadness and frustration. Later I tricked him to come and lay down elsewhere by luring him there was food. When he realized there was none and when I tried to drag him away from the chair he bit me hard in the arm. He tried biting once again but missed. Afterwards he whimpered and layed down on his back knowing he'd gone too far. If he would have been a big dog we would have to submit him to Cesar Millan, but small dogs get away with things like that I guess.

New haircut.

Double checking everything.

People often tell me to be more trusting, to let people do their jobb. I tried to order pizza the other day. I stopped the urge to double check if everything was right.
But of course it was wrong. They forgot the sauce on the kebeb-pizza. So I put some on myself.
Everything else was pretty much wrong with the other pizzas as well...but who really cares.

Swedish tax authorities

This is the Swedish tax authorities' logotype.

My brother thinks it looks like the money is getting sucked in towards a black hole, where you never see any of it again or find out what ever happened to it.

We have high taxes in Sweden. First when you earn the money they deduct astronomical amounts. Then everytime you buy something they add on 25% tax on top. So you get taxed twice really.

Or if you have a car or own a house, or made a profit from something you already paid with taxed money. The list goes on. Where does it all go? Hospitals and roads etc suck like in any third world country.

Lately.

Life is going along in a steady manner.
I'm attending karate lessons every week as well as taekwondo and going to the gym regularly. It's now possible when we are not touring. Benching 160 kg (arms in 90 degree and with help lifting the bar down). Trying to play drums an hour a day. Have to keep it up. Gigs are coming up in December. Been to Gothenburg for a couple of days last week. Bumped into Oscar and went bowling.




Oscar and Olivia. Stefan Elmgren can be seen at the bottom.





Been transfering compact cassette tapes from the past. Some funny things were found. The un-edited version of the infamous Tokyo flight, for example.



And some rough tapes from different records. The Odyssey-record is one. Some versions without singing, some out takes and covers. I like the rough mixes better. Clearer. Maybe I put something on my website. There are literally boxes full of tapes. Silver Mountain, Slem and just us guys babbling. Live tapes with Rising Force. Thousands of those.





Scanned some old pics. Here is one of my father playing bass while smoking a cigarette. He was not a smoker for long.







Been in contact with a jazz tape collector. He gave us at least 30 different live recordings with my father in different contellations. Some are for sure going to be realeased someday.

Website

www.andersjohansson.org

I'm learning how to do websites.
It's really easy if you don't want it to look fantastic.
I kind of dislike fantastic looking websites anyways. You can't see anything clearly since there is so much stuff everywhere and everything takes longer to load.
The one above is not yet done.
I'm going to upload more stuff soon.
Maybe also having a drum lesson-section.
We'll see.

My dad

My dad around 19 years old.
He also played music, mostly famous around the world for his song: "Pippi Longstocking" and for playing with Stan Getz among others.
Here in Sweden he recorded several albums under his own name.
One still holds the record for the most selling Swedish jazz album out of all times. It's not really pure jazz but Swedish folk-melodies in instrumental piano versions.
Interested? Go to:

Scandinavia/Europe.
http://cdon.se/musik/johansson_jan/jazz_p%c3%a5_svenska_(remastered)-518212

Rest of the world
http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/johansson15