Who would have ever imagined his ramblings would take him as far north as Scandinavia. Growing up in Rome was quite the adventure; both challenging and lots of fun being a young punk in that colossus of a city, overflowing with heritage, wacky traffic and nuns. His ramshackle Vespa was always in need of repairs, as was the gear of the indie bands he founded or joined up (i.e. Radiobuzz, Technicolor, Mathilda Mothers). In the mid ’00s Berlin called and he answered. Embraced the ultimate european frontier, Vince joined more bands (@The Man No. 9 , @The Innits, Zürich-based @Division Kent and toured extensively across Europe. Then one night, after playing a gig, he stumbled upon the big love. Just like that. She snatched his heart and took him to Copenhagen where he started writing and producing the body of work that is Vince Chinaski.

“… I grew up in a music lover’s home. Heaps of records and mixtapes everywhere, oh… and grandma’s upright piano. There would always be family friends over playing guitar or the newfound LP. Folk, jazz, psychedelia, GBGB-Punk, new wave; we’d listen to all styles and genres. It wasn’t always easy, I mean, try and wake up in the morning to Jefferson Airplane…”

“… When I was boy, my step-dad worked as a stage fitter and could smuggle me in to all the big concerts. That was so stirring…”

All these influences merged and flowed naturally into Vince’s musical style.

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