There is really no way to do a list of my favorite albums with any rationality. I do only have about 2,500 vinyls. There is a possibility there. I’ll look through the albums and pull together a list of those I have re-bought or am in the process of re-buying on CD. I have little …
Two albums have changed my life forever. About one I have already spoken very often: the recordings of the french Jazz musician Django Reinhardt, who was capable of virtuoso top performances on the guitar despite his completely mutilated hand. That gave me the courage to continue my music career at the time when I lost …
It may surprise one or the other reader, but I am not the most confident musician when it comes to my own lyrics. I don’t consider myself a genius there. Michael Stipe from R.E.M. is a genius. A master when it comes to conveying impressions. His lyrics are like a car ride along a street …
Before I had the mustache, I wore a full beard and looked like George Clinton on the cover of Parliament’s The Clones Of Dr. Funkenstein. I liked T-Rex, David Bowie and The Stones, but George Clinton had a philosophy that I understood: “Everything is on the one.” The beat always emphasizes the one. Every instrument …
I could actually name any Dylan album of the Sixties here, but no other album has turned my life so completely upside down like his debut did. Maybe we don’t sound like him, but even for The Stooges his approach was very important: Dylan wasn’t only endlessly talented, he was also the first Rock-musician who …
Others wanted to hold hands, the Stones wanted to fuck. I was 17 and still in high-school when this record came out. But I was already thinking about taking the consequent step into showbusiness and music- and at that point that album was a big thing for me. This here must have been the second …
