About Me
Please press this to let me know if you like my stuff...As I BARELY Remember it my first experience with music was at my Grandmothers who had a phonograph about a foot taller than me. I would take a 45 up to it and throw it hoping to make it play. Of course some one would see my and feel my pain putting music on. My first memories include Elvis, Buddy Holly, and Christian albums my grandmother played. Well, that and watching Hee-Haw with my Grandfather, listening to Hot AM radio while my mother laid in the sun. All those great sounds of the seventies like Delta Dawn, Billy Don't Be A Hero, the night Chicago died, Kung fu Fighting and Black Water gave way to Kizz when I was about 7 years old. The Year I met my Step-Father, a Guitarist and Vocalist now in the Hounddog Harrison Band out of Adams Co Ohio. At seven years old I learned how to work my ass off, Ride a Motorcycle, take a Man size ass whippin', and strip tobacco. I also wrote my first song, titled the Damn Jail Cell. Very Strange at seven years old I was somehow inadvertly predicting my future as I've been in That damn Jail Cell over 100 time's and I'm 33.
I learned to play Bass at 13, listening to AC/DC, Black Sabbath and Led Zeppelin among many others. I got put on house arrest for Drinking at a School function. There wasn't much to do in Adams Co. Ohio, where I spent a good part of my childhood We smoked pot, We drank, got in fights, when bored We went to school functions. I of course went slammed drunk, when they had me in the office I decided it wasn't over and I ran. In this day and age of POLICE STATE AMERICA I would have probably been shot for running from an officer but as luck had it I outran the overweight gentleman in the blue uniform and was later given 6 weeks house arrest. In the spring too. I spent these six weeks smoking dope and playing the Cheap Odessa Bass my Aunt Flo had bought me. After 6 weeks, 8 to 10 hrs. a day I came out of that room being able to hold my own on bass.
I had one of these overbearing Step Fathers and I was one of those smart ass, no it all kids. If I would have stuck around, somebody would have died and someone else would have went to prison.
So at the Ripe ole' age of 16 I left Adams Co via Thumb. Came to Knoxville where I landed on my aunt Flo's porch who took me in with open arms.
Before long at all I was playing Knoxville's Clubs, Parties, Frat-Sorority
parties in a Band called Off The Wall and Playing Bass at Cumberland Co Playhouse in a 50's play called brand new beat.
By 18 I was residing at "The Hippy House" A legendary den of decadence where the rent was cheap, the beer/drugs were good, and musicians came and went.
I formed a Hard-Core Scum Band called P.F.O. and started Terrorizing like only I knew how. I think I was an alcoholic waiting to happen because by this time I was full on. I would drink until I blacked out on a regular basis. This made my insane stage presence with P.F.O. (which stood for Project First Offender the probation I kept landing on) That much more infamously
repulsive. I think people came to see me play out of morbid curiousity, the way you crane your neck to see a horrible accident. Hell, I am a Horrible Accident. (Pretty sure I was Unplanned and I failed to Mention my good ole' Bio Dad left the Day my mother brought me home from the hospital)
Although Decadent, violent, offensive, affronting, very Un-Patriotic and sacreligious people that looked past the gruesome nonsense did recognize one thing. Talent. I wrote good songs and played lead bass like a madman.
I was soon Playing with local Guitarist Christopher Bullock (Liquid Nails)
and Scott Semple (KORO) in a tight little three piece Punk/Funk unit called STOP DADDY. We played Knoxville and all Surrounding areas(cities/towns)
had my first alcohol induced seizure in the back of that STOP DADDY van. Then came The Anal Daisys-A Short lived but damn good experimental
Punk Band. The myself and best friend John Swifty started a Knoxville supergroup (Super Drunk group) called HOMEWRECKER. Our claim to Fame was opening for G.G. ALLIN and the Murder Junkies at The Orphius here in Knoxville. We did some other great shows, theorietically we were a great band. The songs were well written and we were all musically competent. But I was past the point of Return. I either showed up too drunk, too sick, or shaking on the verge of the DT's and an Alcohol withdrawell seizure. They dumped me.
I left town, went to FLA., Ohio, Florida again Played in some bands down there Liquid Penis, DEAD FUCK, Dead Chicks Rock, Played a few gigs, mainly i was DRUNK. No One ever Played long with me.
Back in Knoxville I continued my world tour of jails and hospitals but started doing rehabs too God Grant Me the serenity. While making a second trip through one rehab that was also a Psych Ward I met some musicians-A female singer called Liz, A bassist called Chris, a Drummer we called Satan Mike, and I played guitar. The Lillylids were born. Named after a family Slain by wanna be Satanist here in TN, We never really manage to play a full gig. I would get too drunk/high, either Chris or Mike would wander off while taking a break. Liz had fits. Sometimes they were part of the show, others I found myself talking to one of 19 different personalities. Many times if she got scared, Shelly her six year old personality came out. Then she would lay on the floor screaming, pull herself behind the drum kit.
After this night mare of a band I didn't try bands for a while. I came out of on of the zillions of rehabs and bought an acoustic guitar, started writing music on that. I scratched JUNKY DON'T PAWN on the back and Cum Guzzler down the side to keep it out of pawn shops. I'd be seen filthy Homeless with Blue Hair and a Black Flag or Germs shirt on staggering through the allies with a bottle of Liquor, the beat up acoustic, and a tattered
Tablet with my scribblings in it you may be listening to right now.
Later there was black Eyed Floozy, then the WORLD FAMOUSE Lab Rats, which turned into FILTHY CRIME and Finally The DIRTY WORKS-The best band I've been in and the one I'm in presently. (PRESS THIS!)
I'm recording a new CD right now. As a matter of fact I'm headed to the studio today. I've spoken with different labels about releasing this but I won't know what's going on until I have a finished product.
