Job van der Zwan Interaction designer
I was just guessing at numbers and figures, pulling the puzzles apart. Questions of science, science and progress, do not speak as loud as my heart. Tell me you love me, come back and haunt me. Oh, and I rush to the start. Running in circles, chasing our tails, coming back as we are. Nobody said it was easy.
Lars Borm PhD student
As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I take a look at my life and realize there’s nothin’ left. ‘Cause I’ve been blasting and laughing so long, That even my mama thinks that my mind is gone. But I ain’t never crossed a man that didn’t deserve it. Me be treated like a punk you know that’s unheard of. You better watch how you’re talking and where you’re walking, or you and your homies might be lined in chalk. I really hate to trip but I gotta loc. As they croak, I see myself in the pistol smoke, fool. I’m the kinda G the little homies wanna be like. On my knees in the night saying prayers in the streetlight. Been spending most their lives, living in the gangsta’s paradise.
Hannah Hochgerner PhD student
Ever since i was eight or nine, I’ve been standing on the shoreline. Always waiting for something lasting. Lose your hunger, you lose your way. Get confused and you fade away. Oh this town kills you when you are young. Oh this town kills you when you are young. I’m not the boy I used to be. This town has got the youth of me. All eyes turn hollow from the work of sorrow. Standing on the paving by the office building. They’ve got so much to do. Never time for you.
Simone Codeluppi Senior Scientist
In the day we sweat it out on the streets of a runaway American dream. At night we ride through the mansions of glory in suicide machines. Sprung from cages out on highway nine, Chrome wheeled, fuel injected,and steppin’ out over the line. H-Oh, Baby this town rips the bones from your back. It’s a death trap, it’s a suicide rap. We gotta get out while we’re young. `Cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run.
Gioele La Manno PhD student
Well I’m just out of school Like I’m real real cool Gotta dance like a fool Got the message that I gotta be a wild one. Oooh yeah, I’m a wild one. Gonna break it loose Gonna keep ‘em movin’ wild Gonna keep a swingin’ baby I’m a real wild child. Gonna meet all my friends Gonna have ourself a ball Gonna tell my friends Gonna tell them all That I’m a wild one. Oooh yeah, I’m a wild one. I’m gonna break it loose Gonna keep ‘em movin’ wild Gonna keep a swingin’ baby I’m a real wild child.
Amit Zeisel Postdoc
I’m proud to be an Okie from Muskogee. We don’t smoke marijuana in Muskogee; We don’t take our trips on LSD. We don’t burn our draft cards down on Main Street; We like livin’ right, and bein’ free. I’m proud to be an Okie from Muskogee, A place where even squares can have a ball. We still wave Old Glory down at the courthouse, And white lightnin’s still the biggest thrill of all.
Anna Johnsson Senior Lab Manager
Workin’ 9 to 5, what a way to make a livin’. Barely gettin’ by, it’s all takin’ and no givin’. They just use your mind and they never give you credit. It’s enough to drive you crazy if you let it. 9 to 5, for service and devotion. You would think that I would deserve a fat promotion. Want to move ahead but the boss won’t seem to let me. I swear sometimes that man is out to get me! 9 to 5, yeah they got you where they want you. There’s a better life, and you dream about it, don’t you? It’s a rich man’s game no matter what they call it. And you spend your life puttin’ money in his wallet.
Peter Lönnerberg Bioinformatician and professional harpsichordist
Well I was born an original sinner. I was borne from original sin. And if I had a dollar bill for all the things I’ve done, there’d be a mountain of money piled up to my chin… My mother told me good, my mother told me strong, she said “be true to yourself And you can’t go wrong. “ Well the missionary man He’s got God on his side. He’s got the saints and apostles Backin’ up from behind. Black eyed looks from those Bible books. He’s a man with a mission Got a serious mind. There was a woman in the jungle And a monkey on a tree. The missionary man he was followin’ me. He said “stop what you’re doing.” “Get down upon your knees.” “I’ve got a message for you that you better believe.”
Sten Linnarsson Professor of Molecular Systems Biology
I got a job working construction for the Johnstown Company. But lately there ain’t been much work on account of the economy. Now all them things that seemed so important, well mister they vanished right into the air. Now I just act like I don’t remember; Mary acts like she don’t care. But I remember us riding in my brother’s car. Now those memories come back to haunt me. They haunt me like a curse. Is a dream a lie if it don’t come true? Or is it something worse? That sends me down to the river, though I know the river is dry. That sends me down to the river tonight. Down to the river, my baby and I. Oh down to the river we ride.
Josje van Lunteren Intern 2016
Anja Mezger Postdoc 2016 - 2018, currently in Will Greenleaf’s lab
Kasper Karlsson PhD student 2012 - 2016, went to Stanford as a postdoc in Christina Curtis lab
Abeer Heskol Master student 2016
Päivi Saavalainen Visiting scientist 2014
Una Kjällquist PhD student 2008 - 2014, returned to medical school to complete her MD/PhD
Saiful Islam PhD student 2008 - 2013, went to Stanford as a postdoc in Lars Steinmetz lab
Pawel Zajac Postdoc 2010 - 2013, was recruited by Illumina as a Field Application Specialist
Andreas Montelius Postdoc 2008, started Dynabyte Biolabs and created Karolinska’s first MOOC