We founded our band Nyers in 1989 which became – if I might say – an underground legend by the 90es, and that’s why I am usually said to belong to the alternatives of the 90es in my country, but I think that I was as far from the alternatives of my country as I was from the world of the Hungarian rock and metal which I always found corny. I kept a distance from both, I’m not a conformist type, but it’s not the result of some strong determination, rather, it’s the intention of avoiding fakeness and self-deception. Perhaps even today – with the band Belmondo or solo – that willingness of belonging to nowhere has remained.
In addition, at this very moment our music doesn’t match the current radio trend, either, nor do any of the live organic music, perhaps, but it’s a political directive rather than a cultural trend. They refer to the reasons of the market and the listeners, but I what I see is that the radios controlled by the government don’t take an interest in listeners who have their own thoughts – they make their programs for orcs.
I feel that everything that was important for me about music cannot be found anymore in the past fifteen-twenty years of pop production. Today guys wearing checkered shirts in offices in brainstorming groups throw everything together analyzing charts. They examine what facial features, what type of voices, what rhythm changes girls between twelve and thirteen have a crush on, and these guys throw together the project in a jiffy. Satisfying the demands like this makes the music industry completely uniform and shallow, and a commercial enterprise.
This, of course, disappoints me a bit, however, I also know these protocols, I also make such music in commercials, but I keep my face and voice a secret, because I know it would make a confusion about my image.
I had been looking for the answer to the question about why we, in fact, get up in the morning, what is the meaning of life. And then not long ago my kindest friend while fishing and piping happened to tell me that ‘My dear Zoli, you don’t have to rack your brain over it. The meaning of life is to give meaning to life…’ And I liked it. If I examine myself, I found that the important thing to me is what I can give. Thus, whether I write or I’m on stage, whether I teach or I’m in the media, whether I raise my children or I’m with my friends, the thing that moves me forward and fills me up is when I feel I can give. In the moments of failure and being unnoticed, the only pain is not when there and at that moment I am not idolized, but the fact that what I give is not welcomed.