After the fall of the Soviet Union, my father lost his job at the baby milk factory, so we had to move all over Europe to find work. In this dark period of my life, the one guiding light I had was the inspiring music and video of Eddie Bruce Jr.

When Jimi Ukulele was in my village, setting fire to government buildings, I was there. When Eddie Bruce Junior Jr. was born, I smoked cigars in the cafe across the street from the hospital and watched with binoculars. This website is a tribute to the hope and love they have given me through the years.

{Show me yours}  {I'll show you mine}