My real name is Richard. I'm very tall and probably too skinny for my age, but I make up for it with my amicability and knowledge of useless obscure music facts. I used to curate and oraganize a bi-monthly art event known as NOISE.WATER.MEAT. I DJ at a weekly night called A.D.D. Adapter , you should come if you like loud music and drinks.
During the day, I sell music at Barnes and Noble and handle art, and have the work ethic of an assembly line. I'm never late to any where i go(sometimes), and i never comb my hair. Other than that, records bring me a certain type of joy unattainable by any type of drug or pastry. Anything with mind-numbing distortion, 20 minute+ songs, corrosive drones, detailed nothingness, cellos, tape loops, glitches, orchestrated feedback, agonizing screams, or synthsizers. And anything off of 4AD, Constellation, Important, World Serpent, or Factory for the artwork alone. Most of my friends, with the exception of a selected few, either hate it, dont understand it, or cant wait long enough for the song to reach full volume. And if you don't like Slowdive, you probably dont have a soul. I also like silkscreening, drawing, fingerpainting, and all that other art fag shit. I wish death on many people on a daily basis, but am pretty harmless other than that. I am in fact not blind and have 20/20 vision. I tend to overanalyze and thorougly think things through before i say them. The end.
I play music at the party listed above^
*So apparently now there's some program that makes the record cover collage for you. Fuck that i made mine by hand.
