Gentleman

In the organizer's words:

When I realized that you only live for about 4,000 weeks when you turn 80, it was a shock. I'm 51 now - that's just under 30 summers to go. That was during a phase when, after many years of chart successes, awards, appearances on TV shows and one tour after another, things weren't going so well and I got an unexpected breather that made me think. The rush, which I really enjoyed but which can also be exhausting, ebbed away and I was faced with the question of what to do next. Today I would describe it as "shrinking back to health", but back then it was of course unfamiliar at first. Fortunately, I've always been a family person and can totally enjoy my everyday life. I'm perfectly happy dropping my daughter off at school, doing the shopping, taking a nap, reading a book, walking the dog, watering the plants in the evening and just having time. That was the point at which I thought: I don't have to do this either.

That was probably the key to the door opening again at some point and the urge to write songs coming back. On one condition: I decided to only do things that I really want to do - without anyone talking me into it. Maybe it won't be as big as it used to be - but that actually feels good because the people who love it will really love it. I want to make music because it's fun and not to fulfill contracts or expectations.