About Me
Born in Denver. Raised and educated in the Catholic/Jesuit manner which is why I became a rebel musician. Uncle Jerry Corbetta got the juices flowing
when he wrote "Green Eyed Lady" and "Don't Call Us, We'll Call You" with his band SUGARLOAF in the 70's. Growing up we would sit around Aunt Barbara's piano and play music after Thanksgiving and/or Christmas Dinners. In high school I tried theater and found out that I sucked as an actor but was a decent singer. Then in Jazz Band I found out I could play the bass and timbales fairly tolerably.
In 1985, a buddy(Drummer Chris "Thunderballs" Bradford) in my dorm had a band and I told him his singer sucked. When he asked if I could do any better, I said yes and went to one of their practices, sang a couple of songs(INXS and Joe Jackson) not knowing I was trying out. They fired their singer and my band career started.
That band was called SOUND AND FURY.(best incarnation was Mike Frederick-guitar, Chris Bradford-drums, George V. Butler-vocals,guitar, and me on bass,vocals) We ended up getting a co-development publishing deal with Almo-Irving, who was A&M Records' publishing house. They were sold to Island, dropped most of their bands(yup!) and after a good run of doing not much, we broke up in 1990.
After having fun as a hard rock/metal rythym guitarist for an ill-fated TANGENT, I joined with Bob Rupp, Doug Conlon, and Greg McKenzie(Never sure if that was his real name) in a band called FEAR OF SLEEP and a real bad side project called LOVE GARAGE AND THE EARTH MUFFINS. After having too much fun with the Muffins, I moved on to join up with the last singer for Sound and Fury, Rob Smart, in his band, ALL SHE WROTE. Also in that band was Denver's infamous Eric Boa on guitar. Soon this band morphed into a basement bound FAT TULIP. In 1995, Bob Rupp called again and asked me to play with him and Paul Ghioldi in VINYL OYSTER which, after a record deal buyout, quickly became PAUL GALAXY AND THE GALACTIX. We had a lot of fun touring around first locally then regionally, recorded a CD("Flamethrower") and scored a lot of good opening acts at the local theaters. In 2000, Mad Dog Mike Minnick joined and we soon got signed to Rollin'Rock Records by Ronny Weiser and recorded two more records("Cross the Line" and "Slingshot"). We then hit the road and went cross country quite a few times making a lot of good friends on the way.
In 2005, my lovely wife explained to me that she was going to bear me a son and my life as a vagabond musician was ended(for now). On January 18, 2006, Wesley Michael Rogers was given to me in quite a bloody fashion and and I have been happy as a clam ever since.
