Biography of Rob Knetsch
My name is Rob Knetsch and i live in The Netherlands, a small country in Europe.
I am a musician, poet and artist. For more than three decades now i create music, poetry and art.
You can read about my music on the website: syntigroep.nl.
I also maintain a blog which is dedicated to my artwork and my english and dutch poetry.
Once a week, on monday at 12 o'clock daytime, i post poetry and/or an image of one of my artworks.
The name of my blog is: " Of turmoil and quest" and you can find it here:
Rob Knetsch's Works:
Poetry book titled " 44"
Rob Knetsch has published the book " 44" in 2003.
This book contains 44 dutch poems written in the period between 1980 and 2003.
Rob Knetsch has also written books related to musical instruments. The following books are available:
Handbook polyphonic synthesizers
This book contains 170 pages and describes over 90 polyphonic synthesizers in detail.
It is a must for every synthesizer enthousiast and everyone who loves the " vintage synth" .
Handbook electronic drumkits
This book contains over 170 pages and describes 190 instruments in detail.
It contains detailed information on many electronic drumkits, handclap devices, trigger pads, etcera.
This book is a must for every drumming gear enthousiast and everyone who loves electronic drumming gear.
How to build the Lightbox
The Lightbox is a device that makes it possible to control a synthesizer by the use of light.
Play your synthesizer with theremin-like control!
This instruction book describes in easy to follow steps how you can build your own Lightbox.
Rob Knetsch Poems
'Seeping Through Into The Bubble'
all along i was convinced i always knew at least i thought
give me give me give me gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme gimme please give me
At Home, While Out There -new-
at home home, this private place yes here, there may be many things, items owned
Hey You Now
How did you die was it an accident a terminal disease or was it by violence
Greetings, Goodbye And Gone
Greetings from here, this part of the world from the very hot white sands of the desert to the cold white snow in these mountains in the blink of an eye (loosing an eyelash)
crawling the streets clawing stone to move forward stopped by a wall
woke up in the mud with weak limbs crawling toward the water too dirty to drink from
A Deed, A Price
you know yes you know you know why yes you know why
Maybe it was because of the most talk about the smallest among them which may well be a mystery since it was just unknown to everybody
A Tale About A Story
the hairy part of this story feels like trying to get that one little hair of your tongue which got there while you
woke up just a moment ago i don't know where i am now and i cannot remember i sense a wall of steel around me
I will the end no not the word but the real thing the real experience
Fought The Battle
as a lone star bright shining in this dark a universe silent he fought the battle
the gate the hall the dot in the distance growing
to walk the street
this street, old street
my street, so long
from when i was
a young one walking
to be on the street
with so many others
walking tall, no fear
we are all so strong
'together, walking' © 2015 Rob Knetsch