It wouldn’t be possible without you

names are added with each new post, so don’t worry if yours isn’t showing up yet

Bernard Loutrel

Bernard recorded most of the sessions for Lee Anderson at Sample Studio in Brussels. He also turned me on to the Swiss band Yello. We both co-starred in a French movie. When he would be going to the bathroom he often forgot to take the latch off the big cabin’s door. I was stuck in there, cursing his name in the microphone at the top of my lungs, imagining his phlegmatic self chatting it up with some dude he had met on his way. Good times.

Chris Maxwell

Chris and I met through Phil Hernandez at their recording studio, mid-town, Manhattan. They generally use it to produce music for films and commercial work for their company Elegant Too. That is where my Disco rock act was recorded and also where the ATM project was born. Chris let me use his big tube amp and graciously engineered some of my recording sessions in his home studio in Woodstock. He’s a real sweet heart, plays percussive guitar and possesses the amazing ability to walk on his hands for a very long time.

Christian Huguenot

Christian held one of the cameras for the video of Wannaplaydahrocknroll. A charming guy.

Christophe Donnet

Musician, actor, producer… Christophe was way too busy for me to get to know him well. His brother Stephane had introduced us to each other. He produced one of my songs at Sample Studio in Brussels. Because of that I had a foot in the place and that made the Lee Anderson project possible. He had the starring role in this french movie I mentioned in Bernard Loutrel’s credit. A chameleon-like, Bowian type of guy. Haven’t seen him in 25 years. Or was that him who just whizzed by?

Daniel Brown

Film editor, screenwriter, drummer (God Is My Co-Pilot, Pacer) experimental musician (Hall of Fame), record collector… “I’m the worst kind of person to tell you anything about your work because I’m such a snob” is the kind of line that Dan would deliver casually that made me love him even more. We’ve met after I had been in New York for merely a month and shared a flat together a few months after that. Because of his excellent diction, his love for good conversations and his patience, I learned English pretty fast. He turned me on to many records and artists I had just heard the names of. I recently had the pleasure to spend a few days with him, his beautiful wife Courtney and their amazing baby daughter Luella mae in their house in LA. It made me happy to see that he was still the same good ole Dan Brown I knew.

Dany Pinto-Roland

Gee, I’m so lucky with drummers! Dany is a very talented one and a funny guy. First time we met, in Brazil, he was a comedian in a play by Virginia Wolf (Orlando) As soon as he appeared on stage, the audience burst out in laughter. Next thing you know we were in a band called The Passengers. On stage he would sometimes forget to breathe. He looked like someone blowing in a balloon. Pretty quickly, a purple balloon. Yann, our keyboard player always knew when to look at him and, with dramatic, theatrical gestures to attract his attention, reminded him to release the accumulated oxygen before it was too late. Danny now lives happily in Rio.

Denis Moulin

Musician and music producer. Him, his buddy Jerome and the sultry Natasha introduced the shy country boy that I was to the sophisticated ways of big city life. Later he joined the Passengers. On stage the lower part of his body seemed to have rooted itself in one spot from which it wouldn’t budge through the entire show. The upper part however, topped by his big dark curly head of hair, swayed wildly, defying the laws of gravitation. If an oak tree could play groovy bass lines it would be Denis Moulin.

Fernand Flaush

Artist. Fernand introduced me to Andy Warhol and Pop Art; brought me along with his beautiful wife Dominique to the Canary Islands for the only vacation I’ve ever taken in my life; threw magnificent parties in his work shop and vertical gardens…The man put colors in my existence at  moments when it all seemed sad and grey and, as you can see, he still does. A ta sante mon ami!

Geoffray Barbier

Film maker, musician, independent producer. After Geoffray saw one of my early shows at CB’s Gallery in New York, he decided he would shoot a music video for me one day. We talked about shooting this video together every week for a year. And then it happened fast. It took 3 hours for him and his Cold cuts productions crew to shoot it in the morning, edit it in the afternoon and post it online in the evening. He also financed the production of Teletransportation with a special condition: I had to record one disco song. Geoffray lived in a big Brooklyn loft at that time. We had so many great parties there because of his built in sense of hospitality and great generosity. Excellent french wine and cheeses, cold cuts and other goodies were always spread in large quantities on the kitchen table. Stay tuned for the release of his documentary film “Sorry for living but the graveyard’s full” about the life and trials of NY combo The Fleshtones.

Gilles Martin

Gilles engineered the Passengers sessions at Studio Pyramid. He also participated actively to the production and mixes of the album. Although unrelated to George, there is that old world charm about him. I felt really comfortable singing or playing guitar overdubs when it was just him and me in the room. The basic tracks (drums, bass, guitar, keyboards, vocal) were all recorded live. The man knew for sure where to place his microphones to give us a big sound.

Hilly Krystal

Hilly was a musician and the owner of CBGB’s in New York. Fresh off the boat I pushed the double doors of the club one afternoon. I didn’t speak English yet and could barely introduced myself properly, but I had a cassette with me. He coolly grabbed it from my hand and listened to the 4 songs despite the phone ringing constantly. Soon after we walked next door to the Gallery and we decided on a date for my first gig in town. I never got to know him well but I’ll cherish his memory for all times.

Jack Roskam (aka Dingo)

Great music partner. Older and wiser brother. Best of friend. Guitar player extraordinaire. The ex-Yugoslavian war allowed us to meet in Brussels where he had to move back from Croatia. He and his family had to leave when things were getting real sketchy over there. Jack joined the Passengers midway. We formed Heavenly Tramps the day we played music together for the first time. He is now back in Croatia living half of the year in the mountains, working as a nature guide. The other half is spent in his house/recording studio by the Adriatic sea. We talked recently and decided to get together as soon as circumstances allow to record new music that we will be creating on the spot.

Jano Buchem

Jano was running a music store in the early 80’s. I stepped in one day and he asked me if I could play him a song I’d written. He set up a mic and I played my song on the electric piano. After that we went out to lunch and bumped into many musician friends we realized we had in common. In the evening Jano cooked a delicious meal and we ate on cardboard boxes in the apartment he had just moved into, putting on all kind of records without telling me who was playing until I asked him. From that day on we became inseparable. I was 18 and squatting an old house with no water and no heat, he was 36 and was broken-hearted after his girl friend had left him not long before. Jano used to have a big house where he’d cook for his many guests, mostly American jazz musicians. He played double-bass with Chet Baker for a time in Boston (once we had dinner in a Moroccan restaurant together with Chet and I kept a cigarette butt of his as a mojo.) Jano also played electric bass with Plastic Bertrand to whom he introduced me to during a wild, wild party in Brussels. He describes himself as a “garden dwarf equipped with a flag pole” and I saw him once flirting with a very tall girl after stepping up on a wooden box. He brought laughter, derision, and harsh musical discipline in my life. I often wonder what I would have become without him.

John Bosch

John Bosh is a guitar player, a studio owner, a sound engineer and a funny dude from Seattle. He owns and operates Ground Control Studios in New York. I had an excellent time recording there. John was very supportive and still is, as we talked recently and he assured me he would pass this link around his numerous friends and contacts to help me find shows.

Manuel Billeter

Manuel was the DP for the music video of Wannaplaydahrocknroll. He and his beautiful wife gave me the keys to their loft in Brooklyn so I could come practice on their piano during the day. I ended up recording myself there for the From The Old World project. They threw out parties regularly, with names like “Pasta and Piano.” And he’s a chef in the kitchen. Am I lucky or what?

Nik Leman

I met Nik while working in this French restaurant in New York I often mentioned because it was such a laid-back, cosmopolitan place where I’ve made many friends. One night the manager told me to ask this customer, who was barefoot and smoking a cigarette in the backyard, to warn him that this was now by law a non-smoking area. I reluctantly passed the info but the man responded softly with a British accent saying something about New York laws and then returned to his table. Later on he told me he had a recording studio and had been an early member of The Prodigy. He left his number, insisting that I should call him and have him listen to my music. So I did. I left from our second meeting with an old analog 8 tracks recorder he decided to give me as soon as I laid eyes on it (“no’ using it anyway, mate”), and a studio date. Soon after, my girl friend and I split up and I was more or less homeless, couch-surfing at friends’ apartment. Nik said he had an extra room and I ended up staying there for 7 months. I don’t know what would have happened to me without his generosity and friendship, but it would have most likely been a very bleak and cold winter! Two years ago, Nik’s wife, the sensational Hilary Mance (a Californian artist and one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever met), gave me a car she had left in LA before moving back to New York. Those two people are for me two more good reasons to keep faith in the human race.

Olivier Daube

Ex-dancer (Ballet de Monte-Carlo), ex-male model, Olivier improvised himself manager for the Passengers and made it happen. He actually put the band together in a house of a friend of his. He and his (then) wife Janine, occupied the last floor. Below them was Yann (keyboards) and below him, Danny (drums) and his (then) girlfriend Hannah. I lived on the ground floor. Below me was a basement turned rehearsal space and home studio. He found us shows and promoted us best he knew how. These were days of magical sparks, and Magic is never easy to handle. But we’ve tried and recorded a good rock album, played some good shows, and looking back I’ve learn valuable lessons from being around Olivier. We crossed path 3 years ago in New York. At that time I had to be careful not to trip on my beard and he didn’t recognized me right away. A beautiful young woman walked by his side. I thought she was a model from some agency he might have worked with, but it was his daughter whom I had known only as a baby. Time might heals most wounds but not that one!

Phil Hernandez

Drummer extraordinaire, independent music producer, co-owner of Elegant Too. Phil produced the sessions for my disco-rock act. Simultaneously we started a common project called ATM. Unfortunately life circumstances pulled us apart and only 4 (disco-rock) songs were completed. I said “only” because I am so happy about the way they sound and stand the test of time, that I really wish I had more to offer. As well as for the ATM recordings, which are at this stage more documents-like, sketches of what could have been than anything else. Regardless, there is a particular beauty and spontaneity to it that couldn’t exist any other way. And the future is wide open… Phil brother, I still believe. I still feel the wind of faith blowing away my top and the wild fire of passion burning up my belly. Until we meet again I will pray in the rain.

Pierre Lebecque (aka Lele)

Lele was the first producer to bet his money on me. He had to hide that fact: until recently I thought he had found an investor in Mexico, as he had explained it to me at the time. Because of him I was able to shoot miles of S8 films, to go to London for an MTV special Lee Anderson, to discover old Blues masters and tons of records from his huge record collection. Later he produced Heavenly Tramps. Before I left for the States he got me and my last band in a studio and this was the tape Hilly Krystal listened to in New York. Last winter I visited him on his boathouse in the Belgian country side (sounds all fancy but the man ain’t no rich beer brand heir: He worked it all out.) I ended up staying five months, had my own cabin and was hired as a music expert working on his last project/old dream: an online interactive map/site that tells the history of music from 1850 until today (I’ll keep you posted about that). When he drove me to the airport last March, my heart missed 4 beats when I realized I had left my guitar behind. Traffic was at its worse at that hour. But Lele went back all the way to his boat and brought the guitar back. I was already flying over Belgium, but, because a squadron of angels are watching over me, Lele’s associate and friend, an hilarious eccentric named Robert de Bruxelles, happened to have decided not long before to visit his son living in the US… and his plane happened to take off from the same airport, two hours after mine… and they had planed a road trip starting in Los Angeles… thank you angels, thank you friends.

Pieter Schoolwerth

Super real painter, Gothic DJ, record label owner, soul of the party. I don’t remember who told me I “should meet Pieter”, so when I called him and he suggested the place and time to meet up, I had no idea how he looked like. But when I saw the tall, handsome goth rock looking dude sitting at the bar, I knew it was him. It always moves me when someone doesn’t act up a stereotype. In other word, dress as you please but don’t give me the attitude. I was the one who was prejudiced for a second: he hadn’t seen me yet and as I walked towards the bar I was thinking ” How can this guy could possibly be interested in someone like me?” As soon as he turned around, smiled and said softly “heyy man!” I knew I was wrong. Pieter put together a triple compilation albums out called “The Weird Compilation” (on vinyl!) on which two of my songs feature. It is an album that celebrates the music he likes and the bands that play it in the New York area. I played many shows at his “Weird” parties. And I found out I could still relate to someone who likes winter, darkness and cold synthesizers rain that send shivers down your spine. It brought me back to the very early 80’s in Europe when it was kind of fun to freeze your balls on a German highway as long as you had the corresponding soundtrack on your walkman cassette.

Prince Vaillant

Designer, musician, music instrument builder, mad joker, hyperactive enthusiast, best of friends. One night Prince Vaillant stormed into my apartment without knocking, holding a bottle of champagne with a merry air on his face. I had never seen the guy before. After sorting out that the party he intended to visit was one floor above he asked me 200 questions about both my private and professional life and we exchanged contact. About a year later, I sent out a mass email in desperate need for work. Prince responded right away. He had two jobs for me: one, playing at his upcoming wedding with his French lady-to-be, Sidonie, and two, DJ-ing the same party. He had not yet heard my music or saw a live show or anything. We’ve been hanging out ever since.

Ron Solomon

All right, it’s not easy to thank a rich man because he could think that you’re thanking him because you want more of his money, and guess what? Most of the time he’d be right about that. But I don’t want your money for nothing sir. I would like you to see that what you gave me 10 years ago went a long way. I didn’t spend it on drugs or clothes or drinks or restaurants… I spent it on a recording device, locked my self up in a cheap hotel room and turned it into music. Now it might be music that you don’t like. However, if you click around this site I am sure you will find something to your liking. I got to know your tastes and you gave me a royal tip for it; the kind of money a street busker doesn’t even dream of. To crown it all you were a perfect gentleman and a great host at all times. Besides, I do take a great pleasure in sharing our story.

Sim Cain

Sim is a very versatile drummer and a generous man. He has been playing in Henry Rollins band from the beginning and also plays drums with electric blues legend Hubert Sumlin. I met him while working in the same Lower East Side French bistro I mentioned a few times throughout this credit page (Le Pere Pinard). He came there often and one evening he told me he had some free time and would do some sessions for me, free of charge. He kept his word and we recorded the Teletransportation sessions at Ground Control Studio in Brooklyn. Sim hasn’t heard the result from these sessions as he left for a tour, then another tour, then another… so here it is. Cheers to you mate.

Stephan Colman

Story teller, graphic novel artist, painter, video artist, photographer and occasional song writer (he wrote the lyrics for the song “I Can’t Believe” on the Passengers album), Stephan has been a generous and supportive friend since the Lee Anderson days. I sometimes called him Glide. He always get the bill when we eat out. He can tells you stories until your ears bleed. One day I told him to shut up and that makes him laugh to this day. His wife Ghislaine is the best and most charming whistler I’ve ever met.

Stephane Donnet

When I arrived in Brussels Stephane introduced me to his brother Christophe right away. This enables me to start recording and thus began the Lee Anderson’s project. He is a talented graphic artist. He reminds me of Alec Guiness in Lady killers. He has an infectious laugh and a permanent grin on his face. His sons formed a punk rock combo called The Donnets.

Yann Laouenan

Musician, natural poet, jet set vagabond, Brian Eno fan…Yann played keyboards in The Passengers. One morning in Sao Paulo I called his parents home line and his mother answered the phone. Yann delicately picked up the receptor from his bed and spied on our entire conversation, which was naturally mostly about him. In the evening he confessed his indiscretion and added that from then on he knew he could trust me. His role in the band was the toughest because I was such a control freak with the keyboards parts. However, he was at his best when left alone, being his carefree self. “Brazilian Girl” is to me most representative of his playing and philosophy: bubbly and beautiful.

Yann Sobezynski

Yann edited the video for Wannaplaydahrocknroll. The man knows his craft and it only took him a couple of hours. He also a music enthusiast and plays bass guitar. He always has been very supportive of me and my work and he’s a nice guy to be around.

Yves Renard

Not only have I always been lucky with drummers but with sound engineers as well. Yves recorded Heavenly Tramps. Mostly live-in-studio takes. Only a few overdubs. No tricks here. Pure sound takes. He’s a sweet heart. He worked overtime and seemed to be really happy about it. In the cabin we had installed a wooden door on cement blocks under each corners, to simulate a stage and amplified the beats Jack and I were making by stomping on it (right foot:bass drum left foot: snare. Good excercise. Try it at home now.) For the very last take of the very last session the door couldn’t take it anymore and broke down in its middle. However we finished the song feeling like the survivors of a shipwreck.