Born a april morning 1955. Had a near death experience back then. The midwife said to my mother "you can be happy that he is alive", but i was fine. Because it was only me as a boy in the whole maternity ward, i was called "little-prince" and "Kotten" and that name has been following me my whole life (so that namne have nothing to do with the size). I grow up in Hässelby the west of Stockholm in a terrace house that my father built with the other people who would live there. That is a way to get a place cheaper, maybe that's something for the goverment to take up again...the old swedish "Folkhome". My father was a dentist, and after a couple of years he changed his garage in to a laboratory so he could work from home. My mother worked on Tempo (a mall) in Vällingby. My Father had cancer so he past over very early. He died 1971 only 50 years old. We had to sell the terrace house and move to an apartment, hard times. We lived on my mothers widow's pension and a very low salary. Herring 5 days a week and partyed with pork-bones on the weekends. (i dont eat fish anymore). Started vocational-school even if i wanted to start working, but my mother naged on me. Went 2 years on sheet metal and weld and educated me to weldner. After that everything just went on, but i have worked most as a truckdriver. My mother past over 1999. Now i live with 2 of my 6 children in Värmdö-Gustavsberg and Beatrice just had a baby so it's a bit crowded, but it is working. I have been singing for 20 years, at first in a male choir and then solo. Cheats a bit as manager to help new artists to find gigs and contract. This was a short story about my messy life, there is a lot, lot more but that we can talk about in private.... Love you all
//Kotten
IN MEMORY OF MY LITTLE ANGEL CASSANDRA
1996/11/09 - 2001/08/21
**YOU WAS BORN TO MAKE ME HAPPY**
PLEASE SUPORT THE CHILDREN CANCER FOUNDATION
MY BABYGIRL...
Sorrow, a heart that ache,
my baby will never be awake.
I love you, you..re dead
-Me, I..ve got flowers instead.
I see you in every little bird,
a shimmer in this cold grey world.
Meet me the day I die,
I..m longing to meet your eye.
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