Carel den Hertog viool Carel is a very decent guy: but what would such a decent person want to do in a trio like ours? Well, the answer is simple really: out of us three, he's possibly the most gipsy-like. He's well-dressed, enjoys the good things in life (cigars, brandy, …), and travels from one place to another: he's happy as long as he can play. It often happens that we play in Zoeterwoude, Appingedam, Kolmschate … (etc.) Carel (being only just in time), jumps out of an obscure mini-van which has picked him up from a packed concert-hall in Amsterdam - sweat on his forehead - and starts playing. He himself doesn't want to continuously be reminded of his success in the world of classical music. When during on of our performances the proud host reads out the ever-getting-longer-list of prizes, Carel's face goes red (or is this caused by the brandy?) and he just whispers "I hope we can start playing soon". Even though he loves giving Dutch classical-music-lovers the pleasure of hearing him play pieces by Bach, Beethoven and of course the originally gipsy named Paganini, his virtuosity is expressed best during inexplicably beautiful high tunes when doing improvisations with our trio. Moreover, Carel feels best amongst running children, beer-drinking grooms, and giggling female fans. And most importantly, one night at the concert-hall doesn't leave one with six e-mail addresses of stunning Naomi's, Merels, and Hedwigen…. Coos Lettink accordeon Albert Jacobus Lettink was born in Bornebroek on the 1st of February 1981. Without him we are nothing, without him there is nothing: he's the man. Let's describe our musical role-division since it differs from what one would normally expect. Traditionally the accordionist makes harmony, and thus follows what the solist does. But this isn't the case in Trio C3. We, Caspar and Carel - simple souls on clarinet and violin -, have the noble task (or is it our duty?) to follow Coos' impossible tunes and support his melody. That means: the melody simply functions to support the unzaza which Coos always and ever manages to come up with. Nothing but good words about our very much appreciated trio-partner and friend. A well-written piece we conclude once we've read it again. All we've said is the truth and nothing but the truth. There's only one 'but' to our story. The 'but' being that Coos only deserves all this praise when he is actually present at the right place at the right time. When he manages to do so, the following question arises: Has he brought his screwdriver? If he hasn't, the chance exists that his accordion is once again broken and won't give but a G#-diminished. And for the not so musically-educated people amongst us 'tha' don't sound no good' with our tone-sort being C-minor. But when all has been sorted, we can hear everyone - friend or enemy - shout: We want Coos! Caspar Terra klarinet Caspar is music. Anything he gets his hands upon becomes a musical instrument: a dustbin, a straw, a piece of paper, a circular saw, a train wagon, a kazoo or a clarinet. That he gave his dedication to the latter (which he remains calling a "toeter") is coincidence and our luck. Because what would we be without the sounds that seem like crying or those who imitate endless laughter? Caspar plays the way he is. Free, sometimes modest, then excessive, but always unexpected. Out of our traditional melodies he's the one who leads us into improvisation. Caspar thinks in music. He knows how to give ancient music a modern 'jacket'. And what kind of jacket… Home-made out of pieces of cloth, bought in a second-hand shop, or a stylish one combined with weird trousers, shoes with little bells, nail polish and a hat. And all in yellow: his favourite colour ever since he came into contact with his imaginary friend Billy Hoxford. Billy Hoxford: the man behind cheese-watching, cheese-thinking, etc. Don't worry, that sounds as weird to us as it sounds to you. We could say lots more about Caspar, try and explain his vision on life, or figure out more about his complicated inner-self. Yet, one does not talk about music, and since Caspar is music… Listen to his wonderful play and know who he is.