Member Since: 12/11/2005
Band Members: yours truly, joining forces with other monsters from the basement on occasion (The Squirm Orchestra, whoever else I can pester into picking up something noisy)
Influences: been obsessed with the full depth of an open upright E (it'll rumble ya good at 41.2 Hz of bar none badness)+ Cult Cargo/Belize City Boil-Up (courtesty the absent-mindedness of professor tek). And: Dirty Three, Henryk Gorecki, Brian Eno, Augustus Pablo, Leonard Cohen, the Squirm fellas in all their quietly debauched glory, Lee Perry, Sun Ra, ZQ/J/Dearl, Nick Lowe, Einsturzende Neubauten, Pulp, Pixies, Holst, Warren Ellis, Toots & the Maytals, U-Roy, Marianne Faithfull, the Frogs, Paolo Conte, Pharaoh Sanders, Mr. Jimmy Cousins, Modern Lovers, Desmond Dekker, King Tubby, CAN, the Pogues, Boards of Canada, Elvis Costello, Legendary Pink Dots, Gang of Four, T Rex!, Merle Haggard, Willie Nelson, the Band, Roy Orbison, Nina Simone, Frank Zappa, Davids Byrne and Bowie. The neighborhood summer hum (favorite part being the mariachis n banjo pluckin neighbors on their porches, children's shreiks/least favorite part being the goddamn ice cream audio torture wagons featuring "pop goes the weasel" on endless Doppler-effect loop), grannies, Michigan, dub/roots, late night hours, forests, hopeless automotive projects, dirt, largeish bodies of water, cables/wires/copious amounts of electrical tape, strings a breakin', a certain frenetic black lab pup...far too much to cover in print, really.
Sounds Like: horsehair on catgut and metal that's resonating through a dead tree + beleaguered circuits coaxed into making just one more sound, pretty please...melodicas, multiple broken toy instruments, and glockenspiel every now 'n' then for good measure
Record Label: Free Agent
Type of Label: Indie