Ah, right. Bassist by choice. Singer-songwriter. Veteran of Bar-Wars, Flower-Power, Concrete-Jumbles, Evolution. Nuevo-Folko/Popo-Rocksa. Listen. Lyrics: smart, goofy, humble, prickly, kind, narcissistic, ironic, naive, bombastic, pointed, pointless, deep, kavaleer, woof, humoresque…Melodies: highly sort-of original. Derangements embellished via infamous secret sauce…Ha! DemoMaster quality. Voice of departed brother in sweet-self-harmonies. Listen.Subjects: You, me, the world, loves,hates, good, bad, ugly, Fluffy, heaven, hell, insanity, recovery, vermin, crash ...it's all here!
And now you have tasted my soul, please taste my music. I throw it up (so to speak) here in hopes of piercing an ear-mind or two from this crazy granut planet of way-too-busy selves with way-too-many choices.
Best advice: Walk softly and carry a big stick, don’t forget where you came from, and never…I mean EVER take yourself too seriously.
Have a nice day lest ye have other plans.