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One day my parents were sick of it, and I got a drumkit. Despite the horrifying racket the thing made, it was money well spent—the sound of my pestering had been worse. They would have bought a symphony orchestra instead but I guess money was lacking. Till this day I'm stuck with East West’s The Complete Composers Collection, patiently awaiting new opportunities.
As a three year old boy I knew it, I was going to be a drummer, a composer, Zorro and a Ninja. The latter were replaced by writer some years later, a dream that is still in development—I’d say: stay tuned for my first Novel. You still with me? I can talk about myself for hours and rob you of the time to spend on my music and essays. You best get to know me by my work… Enjoy!