I am a human. My name doesn’t help because Claude is both sides of human. Hu-Claude and Man-Claude… haha. Don’t take me too serious. Born in Zofingen in may 1968, I have Che Guevara in me and Martin Luther King. I raised in a young family. My father was a special printer (master gravure etcher, worked for Ringier all his life) and my mother she was a model and master decorator. My two years elder brother Roger became a teacher. All three of them died in different years and under different circumstances, but all far too young. My brother was 52, my father 59 (two days before that) and my mother 62.
But this blog is more about my music than my biography.