Sun feb 26
The Mopeds - goes to Japan...
over Sibiria I might have slept for fifteen minutes but most of the
time I didn’t. It’s always like that, I don’t fall asleep until we
start landing. But bad films and whiskey eases the pain.
It rained when we arrived at Narita, Tokyo international
airport. The customs had gotten sloppy since the first time we came.
Then everybody had to open every bag. This time, all we did was fill in
a form. Do you carry guns, drugs, animals or deadly decises, yes or no?
Bonnie Pink, Narumi, Asuka and Taco were there to pick us
up. It was great to see them again and to get some blood back into
one’s feet. We drove to Ebisu to have lunch at Heavens and visit the
Taisuke office, then back through the constipated Tokyo traffic to
check in at the Hotel. Petter, Petter2 and I chose japanese style. That
means shoes off indoors and you sleep on futons on the tatami floor.
a quick shower it was off to Asakusa and a cool boutique called The
Three Robbers. They had had our album for sale in the shop and like
that wasn’t enough we all got to pick a garment each. Petter2 and Sven
took knitted rocker jackets, the original three chose blue loden coat
windbreakers and Yebo, who was too big to fit into any of the clothes,
got himself a very small chair. Then we saw an Old temple and went to
When you’ve been awake for forty hours and just had a
heavy dinner with lots of beeru you might be a little tired. But we
went to the convenient store to get more beeru and a jar of sake. There
was a special reason, Sweden vs Finland in the Olympic icehockey final.
Watch the pictures and weep if you are from Finland.
Monday feb 27
at Yoshinoya in Roppongi and coffee at an eighties café with plexiglass
chairs and bunny-rabbit cappuchino on the menu. They even played Wham!
in the sound system. Then we went off for rehearsal and sound check at
Shibuya O-Nest. Between the soundcheck and the gig we did some meet and
greet at HMV and Tower Records in Shibuya. Comparing the Tokyo
musicstores to the ones at home is like matching the Moomin troll to
Mike Tyson - just not fair.
premiere gig was chaotic but fun. The place was full and alot of old
friends showed up. Petter2 had some trouble finding his capo and
everybody was jet lagged and culture chocked, but all in all we rocked
the house right.
The after party began at Roku bar in Shibuya. It’s run by
Akiko Ohno, an old friend of ours. It actually resembles our favourite
spots aroud Möllan in Malmö,ie cosy and cool. Then we went to eat at a
Nabe restaurant. It was delicious and resembles nothing you can get in
Malmö, especially not at two o’clock at night.
Tuesday feb 28
got up early. Shaky and with sunglasses we embarked the minibus for
Osaka. The weather was freezing and rainy but that’s perfect for riding
a van. Bonnie and Narumi drove our car and Asuka followed in an old
Toyota bus with all the gear.
The first stop was just like any old pit stop in Japan.
You buy local souvenirs, eat some eel domburi and get some eel candy
and green tea. Maybe you grab an octopus fish cake on a stick before
you get back on the highway.
We didn’t see mount Fuji, the fog was too thick. When we
had arrived in Osaka we checked in at the Hotel, then quickly off to
dinner in Daikanyama. The reastaurant was packed and looked very
traditional. We had raw horse meat with ginger and garlic, shockingly
strong mustard and vegetables in a good broth, okonomiyaki (pancake
with cabbage, dried bonito, mayo etc), tacoyaki (octopus knoedels) and
tons of other stuff. Of course we had beeru but also plum wine with
soda, a fresh thing to drink with your octopus.
had taken the bullit train to Osaka so when we got back he was waiting
in the lobby. We went out to a bar to get some more fried shrimps,
okonomiyaki, yakitori and beeru. I wasn’t hungry when I went to bed.
But I woke up after an hour and I couldn’t get back to sleep.
Wednesday march 1
rainy morning was set aside for shopping in the American Village,
Osaka’s youth quarters. We scavenged the shops for sneakers, clothes
and stupid plastic gadgets. Sven found a new pair of brown Nike
AirForceOne sneakers, an essential component to his style. David almost
bought a new bass.
After the Sound check at Shangri-La we rushed back to
American Village to do some meet and greet at HMV and Tower. Then back
to the venue to get concentrated. The concert was great. We made some
ajustments in the set lists and threw in some songs we noticed people
had wanted to hear at the Tokyo gig.
The promoters took
us to an afterparty at a famous Chicken restaurant: Raw chicken,
chicken nabe (steamer), raw octopus, raw sea slug, spicy Korean dishes
and lots of beeru and sake. Another splendid meal in the land of
Thursday march 2
here we come. Another day on the highway to fame and fortune. We found
the venue, got the stuff in and checdked the sound at Club Up-set.
There was a severe resonance around 120 Hz. At one time the vibrations
made some screws fall from the light ramp in the ceiling. When the
sound check was over we had hardly played anything. Not a good feeling,
you don’t want to end up like Curtis Mayfield because of a bad sound
got Mos burgers for lunch. They make great little hamburgers in Japan.
There were record stores to visit down town so we took a cab. When we
got back to our back stage room Taco had fixed a Doughnut bonanza, the
right stuff if you want to get in shape for the show. So, all sugared
up we went down the steep ladder from the backstage penthouse to the
stage. The sound was suddenly good and this one of the best gigs on the
tour, performance wise.
It seemes like I’m writing alot about food. Well, when
the food you get is as good as it is in Japan it would be blasphemous
not to write about it. This night we had a big plate of Sashimi (raw
fish), Nagoya style deep fried chicken wings, sushi, misotori (chicken
scewer with miso) chicken balls, strange vegetables and the usual beeru
and warm sake. The local promoter got, in his own words: punsch drunk
with alot of sexy energy.
Friday march 3
goes to the sauna in the morning. A Japanese sauna has certain rules
you can take part of on this picture. The others tries to catch as much
morning sleep as possible. Sven and Petter buys six different types of
coffee from the vending machine without finding a drinkable one. Today
we travel back to Tokyo.
hours of powershopping is all we get, there has been changes in the
schedule for tomorrow. We start at Kiddyland on Omote Sando, then to
Shibuya. I win the starshopper award with two kitchen knifes, four
Pokémon, two bags and new glasses (including the optical examination).
At seven we have a rehearsal with Bonnie Pink, our friend
and patroness. The rehearsal studio is close to a supermarket where we
can get foodstuff and Japanese liquor to bring home. Petter2 buys all
the plum wine in the shop. The originals have lended a room at the
Swedish embassy for this stay and after we checked in there we go back
to Shibuya to meet old friends at Roku. And a good time was had by all.
Saturday march 4
starts with promotion at the Taisuke office. We are interviewed about
the Swedish forest! Then a very ”Lost in Translationish” photographer
takes us to a park to get some pics. Before he starts he tells us that
he learned the meaning of the word ”wild” from Bob Marley’s old
photographer, and now he wants first to take some ordinary poseing
pictures and then some ”wild”. The shoot takes two minutes, I guess
we’re good at being ”wild”.
At two we have sound check at Club Que in Shimokitazawa.
I realize the place has become much better equipped since last time we
played here. But the legendary Yamaha combo is still there. For some
reason I choose to use their shitty Twin Reverb instead, which I will
regret at the gig.
Shopping in Shimukitazawa is good, there is alot of silly
stuff and a relaxed atmosphere. Yebo gets some sox with impossible
slogans on like: It eats beacuase it is delicious" (and a picture of a
cupcake), "Standard!!! Pran Dornatts" (Standard plain doughnuts),
"Basketball Club" (and a picture of a football). The show is sold out
and some people can’t get in. It seemes like we have a crowd in Tokyo.
The gig is fine and the cover we do with Bonnie Pink went better than
it ever did on the rehearsals. I was very surprised to hear that Petter
and Petter2 had had compleately f***ed up sound on stage. It was just
like their monitors had been switched during one of the opening acts.
line to the merchandise is in the staircase so we decide to stand
outside to sign autographs. Then someone tells us we can’t do that and
we have to stand in the stairs. It all gets pretty hectic and if our
old friend Rieko hadn’t run off to buy new pens it would have been
worse. The goodbye after party is at a local reastaurant and not
surprisingly, the food is delicious. Then we go to a nearby bar and
have some more. We pack our things in the morning.
unday march 5
eight in the morning Bonnie, Narumi, Asuka and Taco drives us to Narita
airport. This tour has been one long pleasure all the way through
thanks to them. Now we have to try to get all the plum wine on board.
It doesn’t work, we have to send one package by FedEx. Once again our
fantastic hosts step in and take care of the shipping. When the last
bag is checked in we say goodbye to our Japanese entourage outside the
second security check and that’s the end of this tour diary. Millions
and millions of thanks to BONNIE, NARUMI, ASUKA and TACO.