I am a bitter fat old married bastard.
I grew up in NYC as a miserable Hardcore kid in the early 80's.
I left college and joined and loved the Army.
(101st ABN, straight leg inf, then as high speed LRSD
...for those that know what that means).
I still regret getting out sometimes... especially now.
I spent a few years working for, and being, the man.
I played in a kick ass HC punk band and toured and recorded a bunch.
I got married and made a few great kids.
I spent the last dozen or so years working at the greatest rock club in the world, and watched helplessly as it, along with my last connection to my youth, needlessly died.
I guess the "no future" lifestyle has to catch up with you at some point.
May 2007: Lately, I've been sleeping with ghosts.
Sometimes it's hard to live with the past.
1 of my 15 minutes of fame
... I used to yell at microphones
