My Bio: Was raised on a farm in the Shetucket River Delta at the edge of the great Rhode Island swamp. Played my first gig when I was 14 at a protest rally against the Vietnam war. Was expelled from high school for singing "Let Me Play With Your Poodle" at the talent show. The principal found it inappropriate for some reason.... (What can I say? He just couldn't take a joke... Hell, everyone else thought it was funny)
Started hanging out in rest stop bathrooms met up with Joe while selling cigarette butts to desperate smokers. In 1979 this was not a good business to be in but, I was feeling kind of addled at that point in my life as I had been abducted by aliens and taken aboard a UFO for an unspecified amount of time during the previous October... Playing music together just seemed to be the logical thing to do.
At some point later on we met up with Turk when we found ourselves suddenly under a bridge on an abandoned stretch of railroad tracks. He claims to be an alien and I'm inclined to believe him, though not totally convinced....
The three of us walked a few miles and pretty soon we came to a refrigerator box city where we met up with Todd who had played with Dorsey back in the '40s. Joe, Turk and I pooled our 46 cents and were able to get a box for the night. It turns out that many of the people in this cardboard community had come from missing or crashed airline flights. Black helicopters would occaisionally drop supplies.... but that is another storyI Like: The search for truth and the concept that our purpose a human beings is to take care of each other and the Earth I Dislike: the greed, lies, and materialism that pervades society. Craziest thing I've ever done: After reading this do you REALLY want to know? My Quote: Every minute you spend watching television is minute that you have surrendered your free will |