The story so far...

Ghostwriter, traveller, and outsider christopher rye is

a darksome creature of the night and shadows, nominated by the moon to entertain us in song.

He was born in a house full of mirrors on a clifftop overlooking the sea, and reached adulthood climbing a moonlit road one night in the early autumn, where he was caught in the headlights of a passing car.

When not strolling the 3am streets of the Upper East Side, the Left Bank, and the Gothic quarters of old Europe, looking out of the windows of night trains, and

of midnight flights over the Socialist-Realist hulks of the near and crumbling East, he has found the time to invent the kinetic music genre, which is music by and for bodies in motion. He likes that kind of thing.

His autobiography, The Sacred Hypertext, is available at www.physikgarden.com/cr.html. He is outside your door now. It is your choice whether or not to invite him in.

Hurry, for it is getting late.