I suppose I should be most invigorated by these reports of the Klaus Harmony sightings (isn't it like Elvis?) but I am sure to confess that I am finding them somewhat irritating. Klaus disapeared after an explosion in London in 1984 but no body was left behind - only his desert boots, smoking in the wind. But the police said at the time that they could not find him and that he was dead.

Well SWB does think he has run away to be with his accordion again at the traveling circus but Helmut and I have always thought this a little crazy - I mean holy cow! (Pupu is quite cross with me for not being more 'romantic' here.)

And now these reports about a vagrant in America trying to con us for a Winnegago and Sting from The Police getting invlolved (such a busy body!) On top of this also the man from the London recordng studio who believes he saw Klaus at a party living it up and having good times. Pah! Let me say this most certainly. We (me and Klaus) were very much the closest of friends (apart from Klaus and Friedrich). I should also say we were not gay at all. But I would know if he were alive still. We had a connection which was like brothers also and a sure that Klaus died that day. It's as though someone suddenly had turned down the brightness on a television set. So tragic.

But we have much to rejoice. His music (Tone Erotiks as he would call them) lives on still today and we are slowly releasing it all in Oeuvre so people can once again marvel at the genius of the 'Mozart of Porn'.

Peace,

Jan Sink

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