Well, you've reached a certain age and... that career is exactly a hole in one! Revisit some memories provided by Facebook, Big Bad Blog and Björn's archives!!!
A handful of awesome decades, and many more to come!
Kanno-san had put together an Apple Horn Yellow with True Temperament-frets for me and to be frank, this is the most amazing guitar I have ever laid my hands on. You don’t have to do anything. It plays itself. So good, so good. I am most grateful.
It's a wrap! Confusion To The Enemy, the ninth Freak Kitchen album, mixed in Copenhagen the past couple of days, is now in the can.
Skåda: en 49-årig gitarrgud med widescreen-ansikte och nytvättade byxor.
Hunting high and low to get those moustaches growing.
I swear that Mattias IA Eklundh each year actively tries to make the Freak Guitar Camp tunes more rhythmically advanced with the sole purpose of breaking my mind as well as my notation software when I'm trying to translate his complex odd-time 16th note triplet off-beat syncopations and obscure Indian tonalities into little black dots.
I absolutely love being put through the test like this! (Also, I say this every year, but I really mean it: campers, be afraid ... be very afraid!)
Freak Guitar Camp. Best time of the year.
I love doing it and the passion for the camp has only grown stronger. I don’t know what it is but there is a certain chemistry when all these dedicated musicians from all over the world get together in a fairly isolated, beautiful place.
Having an absolutely astounding time together with Dream Theater, Tesseract, Animals As Leaders and Jinjer. What a day.
Uli Jon Roth, Peter Bursch, Victor Smolski and Mannheim omelette. Talking German bread with maestros Jon Gomm and Tom Quayle. Rehearsal with the most wonderful Stu Hamm and Bon Jovi's very own Phil X at the Mozart Saal in Mannheim. Tom Quayle has a new hairdo at the Freak Guitar Camp. And my friend from another planet Robert Ritchiesse. I like many strings. Rob likes more.
Behold the truly most bizarre Kirby I've ever seen... (Thanks Domino Meth for the weirdness). And Hong Kong Hulk Hang. And Govin. Most lovely Nick Johnston with a strange Norseman in Frankfurt. The Beast and The Beauty: kick ass Jen Majura and a heathen in Frankfurt. Backstage with the wonderful Jeff Waters of Annihilator. I have always considered Jeff one of the very best metal players out there. Hair (Art) Metal with brother Jonas Hellborg. And Backstage Pigalle with the marvelous, astounding and simply wonderful brother Juanjo Guarnido.
Bengan Andersson, Fredrik Stenberg, Pär Edwardson: A blast from the PIGG past. This is from our first meeting ever at Dorsia Hotel & Restaurant back in 2017. Mattias IA Eklundh came up with the name PIG. We added another G to make it more fashionable. Gr8 memories indeed!
Meeting Dweezil and his astounding band again was great! As if this wasn’t enough to boost your ego to beyond gigantic proportions I teamed up with the amazing Steve Vai and his amazing group only two days later. As I walked into the venue the band was sound checking and Steve yelled in the microphone “Mr. Tiptop just entered the building!” Hugs and chit chat .
Myself and Mr. Mansoor did a photo shoot together plus the two Mattias Eklund(h)s wearing “Who the fuck is Mattias Eklund”-shirts. A Kodak moment. A brand new preset package that Fredrik Thordendal, Devin Townsend, Misha Mansoor and yours truly put together, entitled Metal Guitar Gods.
Three legendary bass men: Steve Bailey, Jonas Hellborg and Lee Sklar. Tosin Abasi from Animals as Leaders — a very nice man and passionate player. At the airport, I hooked up with Dick Lövgren from Meshuggah and we spent the trip talking about jazz music and life. During my brief visit to India I had the pleasure of getting acquainted with lovely musician and human being George Brooks. In Mumbai, surrounded by stunning musicians: Ranjit Barot & Dominique Di Piazza. At Hellfest 2010, we met Lemmy! Camp veterans Guthrie Govan and brother Ron Thal, a.k.a Bumblefoot. Ron is a fabulous human being.
In Umeå: We fumbled (I fumbled, Morgan played) through versions of Zappa’s What New in Baltimore, The Black Page and mutual friend Fredrik Thordendal’s Sol Niger Within medley. Maybe not so pretty but good fun.
With Stu Hamm, Guthrie Govan, Michael Lee Firkins, Atma Anur and Kiko Loureiro.
In Romania: a fun day of intense guitar playing together with buddy Guthrie Govan (Guthrie brought garlic. You never know… Transylvania just around the corner).
At the 2009 Frankfurt Messe, I was introduced to Joe Satriani whom I never met before. Goodie goodie to hook up!
Joe said many lovely things about my zany playing in guitar press over the years and I am truly grateful about it, coming from a monster player like him.
Selvaganesh with Jonas Hellborg live in Gothenburg & Stockholm.
A very intense and wonderful concert with Francis Dunnery. Francis was absolutely spell-binding and it was a lot of energy in the air. Funny, touching and thought-provoking. A precious evening very much worth to remember.
Patrick Rondat & Christophe Godin.
Devin Townsend, Bruce Gaitsch, Tommy Denander, Selvaganesh and Jeff Waters.
The Andy Timmons Band, Kiko Loureiro (nice to meet again, Kiko), Gus G. And got to have a quick chat with my hero John McLaughlin again.
Jonas, Radhakrishna, Bo Winberg from The Spotnicks, Greg Koch, Mr. Fastfinger Mika Tyyskä, Christophe Godin. And the wonderful signature distortion pedal made by Russian pedal company AMT.
So, this is pretty amazing. I don't even know if I'm allowed to tell people which song IA and Björn performed for us, but let me tell you it's never happened before and it most likely won't happen again. The best present EHVAHR!
Two concerts together with my sister and her fabulous female choir La Cappella plus my absolutely tremendous nephew Andreas on vocals. I was scared shitless when we did Adam’s Christmas Song (a.k.a O Holy Night) and I played the first verse alone with only piano. You can not goof. You can not. Andreas’ beautiful vocals almost made me weep and I had to think of dead rabbits not to cry (and similar things).
I am still trying to get the stupid smile of my face from the Beethoven Triple Concerto performance in Västerås. I had such a wonderful time and learned so much from both rehearsals and the actual gig.
The sound from the orchestra on a huge stage, orchestrated and mixed well, is breathtaking in all its richness and texture. That Ludwig guy knew what he was doing, deaf and all. (It took me a while to see the brilliant architecture of the piece. You have to live with it for some time). I had goose bumps through the entire piece.
Concert with Linköping Jazz Orchestra in Linköping Concert House (Konsert & Kongress), which holds about 1200 people. Full-blown Metal meets serious kick-ass Brass with a variety of FK-tunes performed together with 18 piece band!
VIP clinic in the Presidential suite at the Sheraton (with tons of Champagne and snacks). It was intimate and lovely with a handful of dedicated guitarists attending.
The glamorous life on the road. We played at Silence Festival. It was absolute top notch and the kids were so kick ass and carried the band all the way.
Norway was fabulous! I even got to visit… HELL! It was nothing like a expected. No infernal fires or red guy with horns and funny tail holding a fork. It was quite cosy. I guess AC/DC were right: Hell ain’t a bad place to be.
Got some Carnatic Healing by Vikku Vinayakram. Enjoying myself tremendously as I watch the legendary Vikku Vinayakram and his sons go nuts on stage during sound check at Chennai Global Music Festival. Had a fun time on stage with Selvaganesh, Uma Shankar and Mahesh Vinayakram. The gig was beyond loose, rarely any rehearsal at all but it turned out messy and fun. The Swedes have invaded South India as well.
Secret Corona bottle messages: Hmm… “Hi IA, Ma… (Mattias), Me (Mattias Eklundh), NY (yes, I am going to NY), 5 cents to go to MI? Nah, if you give me 10 cents I will play OK in Californa”. Washington D.C, Charlotte, Florence, Chapel Hill, Raleigh, Norfolk, Philadelphia, New York, New Jersey, Baltimore... Jamming with Consider the Source and Mörgbl.
I have become a Dad… Holy shit! I HAVE BECOME A DAD!!! Here I am, proudly (an understatement) watching my beautiful, stunning, godlike Son. The most beautiful of creatures! I am so damn proud I don’t know what to do with my Swedish self.
Gee, kids grow fast. I totally understand what I’ve been hearing from other moms and dads. The little fella is a freakin’ real person with a wonderful personality, cracking us up, filling our parent hearts with joy every day. Ahh, my son, my son.
Being a Dad is so much better than I ever expected. It fills you up completely. Every day is a new adventure. He also sings for me, in his own baby style, when I play for him. After trying out most modes I know I have come to the conclusion that he is mostly into the pentatonic major scale. That one really gets him going.
We decided we simply couldn’t live in sin anymore when a child was on its way (coming from the guy who makes a living travelling the world playing music with ass vibrators).
The 14th of April we secretly got married and became Mr. and Mrs. Eklundh. We invited a few friends and family to our house for what they thought were Camilla’s birthday party.
A day to remember, needless to say. The week before it snowed, the day after it rained like crazy, but this very day we had 21 degrees Celsius. Divine intervention…
Shredder's alternative career options in kennel, construction or nursery? Or as a mechanic, or a modern performance artist?
An autographed SAS postcard from FZ, signed to a confused, but very proud twelve year old kid; "Martias".