There isn't a lot to talk about me. I was born in Uznach, a small village near Rapperswil in Switzerland, on the 14th of July 1973. I spent my childhood in Neuhaus, just next to Uznach, where at the time we had more cows than human habitants. My life was controlled by school, Gottfried's farm and a lot of LEGO blocks. Soon my mother discovered my interest for planes and other flying things. She carefully guided my career towards the high school, and although I never did a lot to stay there I got the Maturity Certificate Typus A in 1993, aged 20.

Meanwhile, the interest in planes etc. had faded away a bit. Maybe it was my bad eyesight which told me that I will never end up as a Captain in a big airliner, maybe it were the crashes of my model airplanes which told me that there must be something wrong with my sense of aeronautics. Hence I gave up planes, and instead discovered electronics. That was not only something new but as well something promising and entertaining, so I stuck with it. Later, as my first stereo system came along, the direction towards audioelectronics was found. I first tried to study at the Polytechnic University in Zurich (ETH), but soon realised that I will never ever be a member of an Elite Group in Theoretical Electronics. I just loved the soldering iron too much.
So I decided to go abroad for a while. I landed in Cambridge, where I attempted to improve my english knowledge. It was - fabulous. Far away from home, where no members of the family could influence me, I felt as free as a bird. So I tried to find a University which offered a degree in Audioelectronics, and thanks to Lynne at the "Braywood House" in Huntingdon who introduced me to all the important people there, I found the University of Salford which offered a nice degree course in Electroacoustics. I knew what to do, but had to explain my parents first.

A little later, I applied for a place at Salford University, and they even accepted me. As everybody told me how "bad" the Salford area is, I decided to go there and investigate myself. To my surprise I found a weird place, with very friendly people and very weird kids throwing bricks at windows. Nevertheless, and having heard all kind of horror stories about this town called Salford, I decided to move here and give it a try. And until today I do not regret any of the decisions I have made so far...

About two years ago I have met my fiancee, Priscilla, whom I love with all my heart and soul, and who has proven to be just the perfect woman for me. Thank you so very much for everything, my love ! And ever since about a year ago, we live together here in Salford and enjoy the sound of the raindrops on our window...

...or I try to listen to that new music my darling drags into the house, mostly new stuff which just has an appealing booklet or something rather uninteresting. The music, sorry, in most cases is unbearable for my ears. Or maybe I am living in the wrong century but I never would listen to Madonna's new album and think that this is great music. I prefer somehow "handmade" music, somebody playing an instrument (not a computer) and somebody singing (not some elelctronically wasted voice as it is on Cher's new album). Most of these people either can't sing properly or have problems with the Marketing Department.
I do really prefer music played life (Queen unfortunately doesn't exist anymore...) or really good conserved music such as SOS's new album (Cool jazz, for those who understand), I do as well like very much classical music and many other styles - but they must be authentic and sound good (and please - no Country and Western Style. Yeehaah).

That's been my opinion about music, and my opinion about the cinema could be described as the following line does: If it were for money I would agree to play the main role in Titanic. If it were for a cultural reason I'd rather cancel the film completely.
But then I made the mistake and watched Titanic at the cinema. I never thought that there would be so many girls crying their heart out for some kitschy stuff. Maybe they just like that...
 

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