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Tim Luther is a persona that dragged me into his world in 1997, while living outside London, U.K. The idea begun musically after i met Seth Woolf in England. He is one of the most talented individuals i have ever met (guitarist, producer, writer, seducer and much more). He is the one that dedicated his absolute time and effort to teach me my brand new toys: music technology, instruments, production etc.
My only muse was, is and will be Angelique Violence Prague. She's the everlasting bright light to wipe out anything dark. Her collaboration is constant, but to be more precise i could summarize her part like this: she is the part of my brain that is related to arts, performance, theater and culture. She is also the reason why i managed to evolve from listening to Super Hits 1985 to what i am musically now...
I've always been into music. My very first production was back in 1989, with a medley-mix tape of the rap music hits at the time (NWA, Public Enemy, Snap etc).
In 1991, me (vocals, lyrics) along with my high school-classmate Dotti (guitars), we formed HEESTROS. My only effort was to be as good as the top Greek punk bands of the time. Soon enough we were enriched with another band member, my cousin Panos (drums) who banged the floor or pillows in various ways to imitate something closer to a real drum-sound, cause we couldn't afford to buy any...
In 2003, Eva Braun was formed. It was a 2 member band: me (vocals, keyboards, media, mixing, producing, arrangements, photo and video promotions) with Hans Blau (guitars, drums programming). Hans was the smartest 'n' damnedest piece of shit on the planet for me at the time. I met him at my day-job in a data processing company. We used to stay at office, beyond each one's shift, to keep up with our project work. The guy didn't speak much. He didn't have to. Anything he managed to express finally, showed what a genius he was! In 2007 he decided to express himself in the most final and irreversible of ways... I don't know if i will ever recover his loss. Maybe i can go on because i am so mad at him...still.