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"Once upon a time very long ago in a far far away land... ..there lived an impertinant and skinny little boy with his sister and grandparents in a big big apartment in Malmö, Sweden. His name was Christopher and he used to drive everyone insane with his cheeky witts. His parents had parted ways, so he was left there to redeem himself with his very firm but very loving kin. To console himself when he had been very naughty, he would sit by the piano and make up little melodies. This happened everyday. He discovered cross hand technique and at the age of eight he decided he should record his music and send it off to Jimi Hendrix. His grandfather Erik bought him a microphone and with a little help from a classmate who was technically minded, the old tube radio became a capable amplifier with a moderately cracked speaker. The year was 1968, and Christopher was now the singer in his first band called "The Hooks" - which consisted of four eight-year-olds in second grade. They did shamelessly intrusions in the municipal library, where politely but firmly they were rejected back to the school where they instead were allowed to perform during the class´s "funny hour" (last class before weekend). Christopher hammered away the best he could on the class room´s harmonium and belted out improvised rock n´roll in furious pretended English." I could go on and on...but that´s how it started for me. Ever since I can remember I have been involved with music. There was just a two year gap w