I have lived seven lives like cats and maybe even more, but nevertheless I am incredibly alive. I have been lucky enough to be in the right place at the right time and to be able to travel a lot, thanks to what has been my job as a tattoo artist for so many years. I then had the misfortune to be in the wrong place at the wrong time and there I lost everything I had, saving only the few things I cared about, including musical instruments, thanks to some friends. But although they were hard years and I also lived on the street and without a roof over my head, they were intense years, which gave me much more on a human level than I had had before and this helped me a lot and thanks to music it saved my life. At some point I found a very unique person, to whom I owe everything and who believes in me, in my crazy visionary dreams and in what I want to achieve, and I honestly don't know how she does it. But thanks to her, I am still here and writing these things.