Punk symphonist, songwriter, evangelist for eccentricity and most definitely too naughty to follow his Father, Grandfather, Grandmother, Cousin and Uncle into a decent day job, Koning set out in 1990 to take on the Devil on his home territory of Punk’n’Roll.
Chanting stories of lung diseases and Viagra use, blurry-eyed New York City Sunsets, post-apocalyptic hoedowns and horse-races; it’s all there. Like a Brothers Grimm collection written in a foreign language, with some of the pages stuck together.
Basically, Jean Koning is really just the sound of a man slowly losing his grip on reality.