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When I was little, three or four years old, black and white people were sitting on the kitchen table, crazy people, drunk and whatever, sleeping on tables when I woke up in the morning. I was brought up in this kind of atmosphere - and this was my home. When I was 14 years old I started to play my own way on guitar. I found this old guitar belonging to a friend of [jazz composer] Carla Bley and I started to play. It was in the next second clear to me that this was my thing. that's the way!
Caspar? Head and shoulder's - the solution, they say.
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