L3N

i was born in the damp and dreary pacific northwest, the result of research my father was conducting into what he called “ superior breeding ”. the local authorities called it a gross misuse of science and technology but no matter, he was never a real scientist anyway. he would sort of just become one after a couple 12 packs and a handful of pills.
grew up in a bizarre little town on washington's olympic peninsula. an area populated, for the most part, by earth hippies, red-necks and retirees.
strange vibrations indeed.
public education was, for me, tedious at best. i probably would have ditched had it not been for girls and art class. school was followed by extended periods spent homeless and jobless cavorting with tramps and lunatics in the name of pure fun all the time.
many debaucherous adventures unfolded!
lived in the woods, lived in the trunk of a car, lived with girls, traveled around, played in a few bands, spent some time as a homeless hollywood street urchin, lived in a tool shed, rode a bmx and refused to get a car or a drivers licence, blah, blah, blah... you get the picture.
everything changed when i was introduced to the multitrack recorder.
i quickly became obsessed with manipulating audio, pieced together a modest home recording set up and fully immersed myself in recording, illustration and graphic design.
not long after i became friends with a mentally disabled man and helped turn him into " AK47- the worlds first mentally disabled rapper " (who has since adopted me as his "manager").
i enjoy a few days of quiet productive time with the phone turned off tempered by a few days of full throttle, blow-out debauchery oft times with my attorney in tow blasted out of his mind on booze and amphetamines making a goddamn spectacle of himself.
lately i have been spending most of my time locked away inside my super secret tree house laboratory surrounded by a swirling maelstrom of dayglo pop culture trash art tirelessly melding sounds and images into what my attorney insists is " the next big thing ". to be honest though, he was blacked-out drunk when he said this and moments later the rat bastard passed out cold and soiled himself on my couch so i’m not sure that his opinion really counts for much.
to insure that i remain properly inspired in these dark and wretched times i try to limit myself to a strict diet of sparks, mainstream pop radio (to the point of nausea) and an endless barrage of b-movie sleaze-o-rama.
Random facts about me:
I live in a studio apartment. I have no pets. Despite appearances and the company I keep, I don’t do drugs. I like a good black light. My cars name is “Otto”. I used to live in a haunted house. Currently my favorite song is “ Umbrella ” by Rihanna. (Yeah, you read that right. It's a straight shot of sugar for the ears you bastards!) My all time favorite song is “ Since U Been Gone ” by Kelly Clarkson. I cut my own hair. My favorite cereal is Count Chocula. Sometimes I climb up onto the roof and watch for U.F.O.s. I eat a banana every morning. I like to watch a movie with a glass of wine, some microwave popcorn and a box of chocolate covered raisins. Most of the time I just want to be held.