18 July 1968: Made it through the birth canal. Screamed a lot, I suppose but it was good to be here. Until spring 1978: Probably spent my time eating lots and growing up. Played a lot in nearby forest, North Germany. Some time in 1978: Got my first guitar and started to take lessons with a very patient and beardy teacher who also had a fondness for home knitted cardigans and vests. Germany discovered bio-dynamically grown produce and I learned to play Bach and The Beatles on a Spanish acoustic guitar.
