First things first—after a year (at least) of drooling over one, I finally decided to cash in my almost-two-years-of-non-smoking credits, and got myself an EWI. It sounds a bit like a medical condition, and frankly, it's quite mental, because I can't stop playing with it.

I: (touch the Bluetooth headset button) ...

I must admit that I am severely spoiled, when it comes to public transportation...

...you play so fast, you can hurt yorself!"

I have a special relationship with be-bop. In short, I firmly believe, that it ended with the end of it's natural life span.

Submissions for the (working title) "Chant" collaboration...

Yo. Looking for people to solo over this...

The things I do, darn.

I am not a keyboard player...

This time to Queens, chasing the dream of leaving in a place where there is more grass and less cockroaches...