whatever people say I am, that’s what I am not
they call me: Daniel, Dan, Danou, Swiss Dan, Dan the man, Dänu and Jarvis Cocker, places: swiss/austrian passport, born in Bern, 1980, lived in Geneva, Aberdeen (UK), now in Berlin, work: not in hurry yet, but I did a wee bit of journalism already, now TV education: degree in politics at Uni Genève (the frech say “SciencesPo”, whatever that means), national service: no, I pulled out before it really started, football: YB, AFC, Servette FC and the swiss national side, preferences: Air France, White Russian, Vodka Martini, Turner, Otto Dix, Flughafen Tempelhof, Alhambar, Ford Thunderbird, Steve McQueen in “Bullitt”, Jo Siffert, Calvinism, Oasis, Houellebecq, Ellis, Kracht, Kraen Duve, Joseph Roth, Friedrich Glauser, Sophie Marceau, Gauloises, Züri West, Trainspotting, Pulp, Stereophonic Space Sound Unlimited, Bron Vega, Modern Tate, Dior Homme, Arctic Monkeys, Moma, BRMC, Weltwoche, Kubilay Türkylmaz, Israel is real, Alain Delon, Karl Popper and a Kepab in Rue de Carouge (no onion, with little spicy), financial situation: almost broke, what now: become rich and famous, best goal ever: Alain Sutter, World Cup 1994, Switzerland vs. Rumania 4:1 (he scored the 1:0 opener), biggest star ever: Mia Aegerter, best food ever: chips, cheese and mayonese at 3 a.m. on Belmont street.
there you go