People ask me how I come up with my ideas. Sometimes I don’t know. Other times I make stuff up. Usually I look away
and call Security. But the truth is: the feelings you get from going to school, being in love, winning and losing in stock car racing – these are my inspirations.
I love to produce recordings that my friends like to hear.

You see me in my town!

Many years I labored in a crushing bureaucracy. Much work, little sunshine, much despair. Then the music of Trilithon seeped through the dank
swamps of the Internet and found me. Yes, ME!!! And then I found hope. Informing my comrade from Babushnikov, soon he too became a mindless devotee. That sniveling pig forgets that
I brought wonderful Trilithon music into his pathetic life but no matter. We share in the joy of Trilithon seeking only to bring such joy to the unwashed masses. You know, people like you.



We play hide and seek in my town.

Much sorrow I have for my move to dead-and-dying Babushnikov. But choices I had none. Slowly I recovered human dignity and left
behind that which cannot be discussed. I care little for the derivative music of Trilithon, but I see opportunities for advancement in the shady, lucrative, and emotionally
devastating World of Pop Music. Trilithon is mere stepping stone in my journey to global dominance, but lucky they are that I am here. And lucky I am that they give me free
drink tickets when they play gigs in half-filled clubs with people who talk loud and ignore them. Such people will soon fill with regret. This I promise. All hail Trilithon!!!


I’ll find you in your town!