"Songs of Krakow cross-dressing, Greek forbidden times, Chinese martial arts, Baltic Sea sailors. Tangos and balalaikas mingle with sensitive songs about Polish super markets. Black and White cats escape the clutches of Hungarian Nazis." Since there is no better biography I will make one magnificent enough to honour these reborn viking Gods. In 1947 as the treaty of Paris was being signed by happy Western leaders there was a roaming caravan of drunken marxist partisans, signing their own treaty of blood and feather loyalty to the Austrian Hapsburgs.
