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| BIO: |
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| Jiri's journey... An only child, Jiri was born in Zlin, Czech Republic. By age 6, he was already identified as a potential elite talent. By age 7, he was performing piano recitals with kids 3 and 4 years older. However, the Soviet invasion of his homeland changed his destiny forever. Fortunate to escape, his family emigrated to Canada after a brief stay in Austria. It would be more than 20 years before he would be able to return to his home, and the memories of those tumultuous times and the emotions of leaving everything behind would forever be etched in his mind. The family arrived in Toronto with $35, 3 suitcases, and not a word of English between them. Jiri became fluent within a year, and immediately began learning French, and eventually Spanish. Europeans have very different attitudes about such things. But there was no music. The economic realities of the time made it impossible to be involved in any formal music education, and when it finally did become possible, it was difficult for a now-teenage boy to essentially start from scratch. He eventually taught himself basic piano, but the formal training was now a lifetime ago. Nonetheless, he immediately began writing songs. All along he had been writing poetry and lyrics, but now there was also music. Unfortunately, the music in his head was much more complex than he was capable of playing on the piano. At 18, he went to University in Sudbury, Ontario to study geology. He learned to play guitar mostly because he no longer had a piano and needed a release for the music that was always inside him. He first realized the true power of his talent when he wrote a song upon learning that his idol John Lennon was murdered in 1980. The song is called 'Goodbye Dear John', and it was written in about 30 minutes. No rewrites. It just poured out, pure and true. He played it at a coffee house soon after, and when the song was over there was only silence. No applause. Jiri thought the song was bad, but then he noticed that the 30 or 40 people that were there were all crying. Upon completion of his studies, Jiri immediately moved to Alberta to begin working. Once again, the music was left by the wayside as he began the career that originally was meant to provide him something to fall back on. It is said that if you have something to fall back on, you will fall back. Working as a Geologist in the oil industry meant a steady income, and with this came a personal complacency which often accompanies this type of lifestyle. He still played music and wrote songs and some excellent and deeply personal and emotional lyrics, but with a steady stream of money rolling in there was no incentive for him to do anything with his music despite the urging of virtually everyone who heard him. As years went by he played in several local cover bands, but this never gave him a release for his original material. He did some minor studio work in Edmonton throughout the 1990s, but once again made no effort to market his music. From his days as an isolated only child in a new country, he always tended to be an introspective loner. He entered local music competitions on 2 different occasions, and placed first both times. A true passion can take a beating, but it never dies. Not satisfied with other people's treatment of his songs, he began dabbling in recording his own music, and slowly began piecing together a rudimentary studio. Finally, when technology brought digital recording to the PC, he was able to begin truly expressing himself the way he wanted to all along. He finally found his way. Established in his career, with a beautiful daughter, he has a renewed passion for his music. Jiri has a catalogue of hundreds of songs, and countless works of poetry and lyrics. He is currently working on his first CD. |
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