O tym czymś, co doprowadziło mnie tu i pędzzi dalej... -->

Marzenie? Daydreaming? Wsiąść w siodło i odjechać jak Lucky Lucke w stronę zachodzącego Słońca... Sam? No co ty! Sweet Dreams, nasz BuskerTruck, z którego roznosi się zapach pyszności (też gotuję)...

Instrumenty są, stary być nie chcę, więc sam nie wiem. Może zaproszę dziewczynę z moich snów i wyruszymy niczym ptaki do ciepłych krajów...

So I'm suppose to say something about me, alas:

I had everything that I could possibly need, but then like in Clockwork Orange, everything disappeared. I'm not your oridinary bad guy, or to say so - I'm a poet, thus my life is not easy. Do you see any poems published recently? Maybe. Maybe not. It's not theatre, what I was learning in high school - hardly. I don't know much, because my whole life is like a blackout, I do only remember certain emotionaly deep situations.

First there was The Internet. I did not knew how to buy it, but by the time, I already knew - this is the thing. So here I am. My parents met their late studies of biology, while both should already be doctors, not PHD, but M.D. but they failed in that miserably. Just like me in becoming a lawyer. So we have a draw here. They both were kin to music, and as such I very fast get comfortable with audio equipment. I mean, very comfortable... It all starts with a touch. With me at least. First touch of a guitar, first touch of a keyboard, first touch of the mouse. Today I use mouse to play my Katarina thing in League of Legends. I had my time with just a gear, and it's not that simple as you may think. Maybe if you want to create - easy music.

My music is not that easy going, it's all about the deep, breadth, and that one sound somewhere in the distance you hear, here and there, but it can't let go. It just is. It lives, it has a motion, and is calling to you trying to tell you "Don't Worry, Be Happy" - to say politely, if you know what I mean.

If there is one thing I learned, and would like to tell you for the future is that if you're not buying the product - you are the product. Maybe someday we will live without money, but exchange is a part of human society, and if you really would like to destroy "human", you would have to kill the trade. And I trade dreams, emotions, wishes, thoughts and sounds. Starting from pure analog triangle, ending on perfect digital sinewave.