Now finished university and a little unsure of the path ahead. But I know it will end in a clog factory in Rotterdam. Hopefully soon the path will lead to London, where one can legitimately eat eggs and wear sunglasses at night, or so I'm told. There I shall create a musical brew of traditional Eastern European folk music and extreme dutch techno and conquer the collective musical mind, re-wiring it to love only me, Supertramp and my plan to reduce the world to a maximum sheep population of 30 via a series of elimination quizes on animal hygeine issues but done in backwards latin so they can't understand it anyway.
At that point I'll be hiding in a specially constructed utopian city where everything is really beautiful and works really well. Then I'll start gardening and composing my destined to be epic orchestral piece, 'spam spam and spam', after which I shall buy a strangely shaped boat in Amsterdam and float around the canals with loud speakers and a huge library of yodelling samples.
