About Me
O.K., I'm a rock critic. I also write and record music. I write poetry, fiction, straight journalism, unstraight journalism, beatnik drivel, mortifying love letters, death threats to white jazz critics signed "The Mau Maus of East Harlem," and once a year my own obituary.Well, actually I don't write that anymore because I'm dead now. I made the mistake of trying to treat a common cold with Darvon and Valium after years of abusing different cough syrups. The goddamn nazis who run this Myspace thing won't let you list "Rock 'n' Roll Heaven" as your location, so I just decided to list my old home town of Escondido, California. If you want to hang out and talk with me for real, you can't. Well, not until you leave your corporeal body too, but don't go offing yourself just because of me, because life is a beautiful thing, and it would be a shame to end it as early as I did. And also, if you want me to listen to a CD of your band, don't even try sending it to me. They stop that shit right at the pearly gates.
