... It started very early, I think that was in my preschool times...

...I nailed a long slat to a board and strained a long thin spring from a broken toy and... that was my first one-string guitar. It had that fat buzzing sound. It sounded just great. Then...

... There was my first band and the first concert in my seventh grade of the elementary school in Warsaw (Poland).
Our drummer’s father was a higher rank officer at the Warsaw Military Music Regiment.
We could borrow real electric guitars, a drum set and a PA system, probably about 200 WATS of power altogether !
We played some the Rolling Stones and the Beatles songs, in front of totally horrified teachers and totally delighted (especially girls!) kids. It was loud and powerful !...

My high school, world famous T. Reytan, was more an artistic haven than a regular school.

I led there three bands and, what was the most important, I met older colleagues, who after graduation formed the band “Mech”. They were then college students, when I joined the band.
I was a guitar player, but they had two guitarists already. Luckily I played piano as well, so they accepted me as a keyboard player.

College times were crazy and blithe some, but we learnt how to play and how to deal with larger audience. When the college time was about to transform to a real, gray and boring matured life, we had to make decisions: to be on the uncertain rock(y) music road or not to be. And that was the question, that only three of us answered: YES!

It went pretty fast. Within the first year we played for big audiences.
Within 3 years we recorded two albums, 3 singles, several TV concerts and music videos, sold around a million of records, played several hundreds of concerts in Poland, West Berlin (amazing city before the wall went down), Moscow (weird but amazing experience) and Czechoslovakia (girls, girls, girls...), etc... etc...

... The times were very complicated though. All of that was happening in a still communists governed country. I left the band. Then I had to refuse to play several concerts under the communistic banners. I got warned... and I got banned. The “1988” project contained the songs that could not be published. I was still making sound for film, theater and TV. In the matter of fact I contributed to the first commercials on the Polish TV (for companies with a foreign capital, so called “Firmy Polonijne”).
In October 1988 I left the country with my family for West Berlin and West Germany.
In 1991 we returned.
In January 1994 we left for the U.S.A., for good... But that was another very long story...