After a quite successful career as a juvenile delinquent, I founded a rather active agricultural based import/distribution company. We were a major consumer of baggies and paper rolling supplies. Rather than defend myself of the large number of charges eventually brought against me, I went invisible and continue to
keep a low profile, masquerading as a musician.
keys & strings.
A pillow, bed, cotton briefs & jeans. Any
T-shirt as long as it's not a black 'tour'
one. I use Audacity (cheap as in free) for recording & editing.
Anything I can beg, borrow, or steal. I tend to use cheap knockoffs of well respected makers.
I-what? I listen to whatever I can get on my
6 transistor radio.
Too Fat Polka
Daisy, Daisy (bring back your true love to me).
Hello Dolly, Luis Armstrong
The Twist, Chubby Checker
One Hundred Pounds of Clay
Davy Crockett, King of the Wild Frontier
Don't Walk Away Rene
Look Through Any Window, Hollies
The Rubber Tree Plant (oops there goes...)
The Monster Mash; William Pickett
Love Shack; B-52's
Yah, I know they ain't albums, so sue me.
Eric Burdon, M. Jagger, E. Clapton, L. Armstrong, B. Dylan, B. Wilson, W. Pickett, S. Winwood, CTA, Bee Gees, S. Tyler, Yanni, Doors, I'm bored.
Sh_t. It has also been catagorized as 'like nothing I've ever heard or want to hear again'.
I am director of facilities management.
My responsibilities incl., but are not limited
to: Insuring the facility and its residents
are in compliance with all safety codes. Repairing and maintaining the facility and everything in it. Yelling at the dog, washing
the dishes, and sweeping. I also vacuum, do laundry, landscaping, snow removal, auto maint., homework assist., transportation, pay bills,
yell at the dog, waste removal, turn off lights and fans, cook, do dishes, and sim. tasks. On call 24/7. Did I mention yell at the dog?