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ABOUT I’ve spent the past five years recording these songs. In that period not one day went by without thinking about music. To me music means expressing myself, my feelings, my opinion, my wishes, perhaps my whole life through a few melodies and rhythms. I began to sing and play the guitar a long time ago. My voice as well as my ability „to touch the strings“ improved in these last few years and there’s no question that I will be a better musician in the future, but I’m sure that I don’t need to change the fourteen songs of my first real album GUEST. Whatever happens to this album, to me it will always stand as proof that it’s worth having a dream, sometimes faltering, but in the end having something that makes you feel calm and happy. I drown in hatred in all this mess 
Maybe my first and probably my last theme is and will always
be love. This might sound naive or even stupid, hell knows, to me it’s
just alright. I don’t see any difference between love and politics, or
love and nature, or even love and you and me. Let’s go much more further,
it’s frightening that people distinguish between love and politics for
instance, supposing that there is an idea of love belonging only to personal
relationships.Some songs of mine like Wild or All of my days are aggressive. Pushes you far away Wild is about the animal in us, as if in this beautiful ambitious Western world no human mercy can be found, you can just win or lose. All of my days is in the view of a loser, who realizes his suffering and his loneliness living in such a world. Still the loser isn’t lost, on the contrary, he opens a door to a new and better mind, there is strength and hope in his heart, there is still a place for love in his soul. And again, what’s the sense in all of this? I try to give an answer in Apocalypse. Love changes me One is about the idea, that you really can’t lose anything, noone can tell you what the truth is or what is better, it doesn’t make such a big difference if you become a rich winner or a poor loser, in the end we all have nothing, we all must die. Still we have time, still we have this way of saying „everything’s o.k., everything’s allright“, you can say „there is love in this world“, you can think and feel, that love is all and all is love and if you don’t like this love thing, let’s say, my writing just sounds too pathetic, I agree, go on – you can still find something positive in this world, that makes life worth living – that’s my opinion, no need to give up. When I was younger I used to be scared of cold-eyed zombielike people, who seemed to be dead in a little dead world. Later on I saw more and more people becoming like them. Sometimes all they seemed to feel is an urge to succeed moneywise or careerwise, everything else being unimportant. In all this I always felt like a guest, in some way I was welcome, but then after a while you must leave. You can feel that you are worth nothing, noone gives a damn about you – the party is over! I was, I was down I wouldn’t give a damn either, but what really drives me crazy is that all these bastards are such cowards, they never show their real faces, they would never spend too much money on a party, they would never make a fool of themselves, they don’t want to have any responsibility – but then they eat you, they want your money, they try to make you responsible for their own mess! They don’t even talk to you anymore, maybe they’re only scared? Today I’m older and I’m not scared anymore, I just don’t want to become like them and I think that I can become much more, that I can do much more good than now. Don’t want to get once more all pathetic, I just try to show my ideal world, the reality weakens me, but we’ll see, there is still a lot of time –I’m an optimist. Why am I writing all about this? I guess this keeps me alive, it seems to me the best way I can go, with all these thoughts and my music. There is this chance of success, well I’m not that sure, it would be great to live off my music, but I can find my money somewhere else. As I said, I don’t need that much, and in the end money usually screws up your character. I think it’s natural to humans that they like crowds, that they dislike to live alone, me too. If I can, I would like to show people what keeps me alive and happy, maybe I can help? Let’s go back to my main theme. I believe that love is the real and only force that makes sense, it’s the meaning of everything, it’s the answer to everything – it’s an way out of all that trash, an entrance to the real good life. Isn’t love the chance for all mankind? Love creates us, we become humans and through the shiny glass of love we see and feel other humans. Imagine a loveless world. When I close my eyes I can see my strength vanishing, I see all these different faces, of course there are all these typical daily faces, there is a face eating breakfast, there is a face doing it’s daily work for living, there is a face crying in pain and dreadfullness, there is a face falling from all what they call important, what they call religion or love, there is a face getting older day by day. God knows I fall everyday, sometimes it feels as if you don’t hold anything, you are just falling and there’s no end in sight. 
Which way I will go, I don’t know How many tears I will cry, I don’t know How often I will fall, how often I will sell my soul Cross I
She is lying Years pass by. Why must this change? Why do we suddenly realize that these true faces of love are only masks, as if a snake would have told us, as if we were looking for the forbidden fruit and now we are hungry and must eat it. We rip off each others masks, and then we see another one, and another one, and so on... we yell and hate, we are bleeding, we are killing eachother, there are not enough guns and bombs to express our rage, we need more, this will go on and on. You are all I have We were mother’s little babies, there would have always been someone to hold us tight and to take care of us. Children are sometimes more important to parents then the other way around. Mothers and fathers feel a deep love for their little ones, they sacrifice their lives for them. Some years later this same human being might become a successful person with a lot of money and prestige, he might become a bum, or you and me. You can’t ever tell which way life flows, sometimes it’s already over before it really began, sometimes it would have been better for the earth and all of us when it wouldn’t have even started or is going to start. Some people are born in a shithouse of a country, where it’s forbidden by law to stink! Maybe there is a battle between good and evil in our lives, maybe there is a God and a hell, maybe there is a mystery in all of this, I can’t disagree, you can also say, there is a lack of love in my soul or in somebody elses. What happend to all these sad faces, did your mother leave you? Why are you so sad, did somebody hurt you? Why are you full of hatred, because she or he left you? Why can’t you get enough of money or luxury, while somebody else is dying of hunger? Why are you committing suicide? Why are you raping women or children? Isn’t there always a lack of love? Why is there envy or greedyness even between brothers and sisters or friends? Why are churches so different? Why is everything measured by wealth and success? Why do some people not grow up and understand that it’s good to be brave and graceful? Why have so many people lost their hope and faith? Why is it so easy to see some other person’s failures and never talk about your own? Isn’t there always a lack of love... I could talk on for hours... Yes, I see a lack of love in my own life, you can take my songs as a way of fixing that deficit. When you are in love everything seems so easy, all bounderies and problems disappear – maybe this is only a dream, a decent melody. And then I see my own real face, I see that I have put on a mask so cruel and sad, but then I still rip of yours. Of course I don’t want to hurt anybody, of course I’m no wanted killer or some strange criminal, in that sense I’m just a normal fellow, but also no saint or hermit monk even when I talk and sing about love.
As I said, I don’t see any difference between love and life, because everything is so close and mixed up, therefore my themes are relationships between humans and even animals, politics, nature, the universe and, finally, death. This song is about dying, when your whole life runs by like a movie in fast-forward, to me it felt sometimes like a great relief, I always feel happy playing it. Thanks for your attention, you can email me: virge@annaberg.de ; or please join the guestbook with a note of yours. If you like you can write me or call me: VIRGE, Annaberger Str. 400, 53175 Bonn, Tel: +49 (0)228 6196787. The price for the CD is 15,- DM , or 10 US $, because of shipping, if you like you can pay more or less, let’s bargain... I would especially like to thank Teresa Giedraitis for all these great years, Melisa Savickas (www.geocities.com/soho/museum/1324) for the great photos and the artwork she had done, Alexander Uelsberg and my sister, Irena, for financial support and great times, Tomas Baublys, Janis Brockhaus and Rimas Cuplinskas for helping me out with this homepage, and finally all my good friends at Annaberg in Bonn – during the entire GUEST recording period you folks gave me lots of confidence and a great time. I wish all of you out there a good time! VIRGE |