About Me
OK, ill try this again. usually i have something to say about just about everything however i feel like a dope talking about myself. anyhow, i grew up in Queens N.Y. my childhood sucked so we'll skip that. all i ever wanted to do was play guitar so i did. naturally i started listening to what the few friends i had listened to, however i really liked the stones quite a bit, i think it was the fuck you attitude. i went to two high schools, aviation and cardozo, i felt like an alien, but i was still hanging out trying to figure out the crap that was on the radio then one day some one brought me the rise and fall of Ziggy stardust, that was it, i couldn't believe a guitar could sound like that!! this opened up all kinds of doors, T-Rex, Mott etc. English guy bands who beat the shit out of their guitars and each other, it was (and still is) wonderful. soon i started looking in the Village Voice for people to play with, i sold my Stratocaster and bought a Les Paul and never looked back. i think the first "real" band i was in were some lunatics from Brooklyn called the Dogs, i remember auditioning for them playing early stones and what impressed me most was they had a refrigerator with nothing in it but beer. after i played for a bit they told me to grab a beer and take a walk around the block, i was going to keep going because they scared the crap out of me. however i did go back and then they interrogated me then they asked if i like the band, i said yes then they pointed to a mattress on the floor and said that's where ill sleep, i arrived. so begins my life. it was those people who took me to a place called Max's i had no idea at that time how important that place on Park ave. south would be to me. C.B.G.B. was not open yet so i grew up there, first downstairs then upstairs. soon i grew out of the Dogs (woof) and found myself with a band called Fuse later to be called the Knots, why we (they) changed the name I'm not quite sure, i was never told, i sort of just showed up. this was the best time for music since Brian and Kieth were "guitar weaving" in a kitchen. i was fortunate to be right in the middle of it. the cool thing was that i not only played but got to see some of the best musicians in the world, it was fabulous. so i spent my days and nights playing and useally drinking too much. i blame it on all the bad "influecces" around me. this went on for quite some time until i found out i no longer can carry on like that so i moved to the country, truth be told i was exiled. i spent the next few years learning how the rest of the world lived, at first it was a drag but i got used to it (sort of). sometime in the 80's i started playing with my alter ego and best friend Tony Corio, i would drive in from the Hampton's where i lived to play old R&B songs, it was nice. so it was back to N.Y. for me. one night when living in Astoria the phone rings and there is a very nasal Johnny Thunders saying he heard i was the cleanest guy in N.Y. i guess he was right, Tony and John thought it would be funny to break my balls a bit. so now I'm as clean as a nun looking for a band. Nicki Fuse called me up and tells me there is a spot for me in a band he was in. (Nicki is ALWAYS in some band). the Pleasure Pirates were short lived, there was no music in N.Y.C. in '88-'89 most of the clubs were run by assholes who spent way too much money on coke and hair dye. i was disgusted, so i went back to the country to build houses for rich people. there was quite a bit going on in my life at this time and their names are Margaret and Isadora, now two twenty something cutie pies. almost done, one day out of the blue Tony calls and tells me he's playing with Walter Lure again and they want me to play with them and Charlie Sox, my first thought was there must be a lot of hopping up going on however Tony assured my everyone is behaving themselves. i said fine but to be honest i was thrilled to get to play with those people. my first gig with the Waldos was in 1990 at the Continental Divide to a packed house, most of my friends (who were still walking around) were there, it was nice. i had i good time for the next 4 or 5 years until it seems like people started leaving me, first Johnny then Tony then me. i spent some time as a guest of the N.J. dept. of corrections. and just to clear the record, prison was nothing like that bullshit show on HBO called Oz, in the show everyone is getting blow jobs and fucking c.o.'s, if that were true i never would have left. while i was locked up i (we) lost Jamie Heath and Richie Lure things were dark indeed. they (the d.o.c.) decided they made a mistake and cut me loose on my birthday 1998 those fuckers. since then I've been bouncing around, found the joys of computer recording, if i ever figure out how to use the drum machine ill be set. these days i live in Los Angeles (can you fucking believe it?) with Angie. (i still think she has me confused with someone else). i live near the beach so im down there quite a bit, of course i'm the only one with long pants and boots, some things take time.
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