Yesterday, my girl, to other friends and I sat on the balcony, drinking, smoking. Then the damned idea of watching the Grandprix appeared. "Ok", I thought, "let's see, what the comercial scene has to offer". And it was the biggest bullshit I've seen for months! The music simply has no qualities...
But in two or three years, you will see Nail In The Back rocking the Grandprix stage and make the rotting audience cry!!!

Wonderful watch over the lake, sun, beer, wine, food, everything you can wish. Although my brother, my father and me, we only spent 3 days at the Lago Maggiore, it was really fun! But the fucking traffic Jam on the journey home made me tired. These are the hours, when you wish your girlfriend, absinth and dope would be with you.
But in spite of this 11 hours drive I have to give a great thank you to my dad!

After a long discussion, the band (or better: m.Edge and me) has (/have) decided to call me 'Matrix'. All my proposals for a name, like 'He-Madonna', 'Slut Mary' or 'Synn' had been rejected. But now with 'Matrix' everything will run, how it should. Only Nobody doesn't like it...
And: In the last few days, a friend of mine often told me that I'd be the reason for Oddball having left. I made my thoughts about this, and I think that's not right. I believe I can say, I am a friend of Odd, and I never wanted to drive him away. He left because he thought, the band was no longer the right place for him, and not because of me. Or? Est-ce que je me tromps de tout ca?