noise maker, aesthete at large, provisional poet,ex-songwriter
Began with cassette boombox, various other cassette recorders, Mattel drum machine, forgotten old instruments, cheap mic, cheap bass amp, sadly purloined phone bell, MXR flanger, Ross Compressor.
Migrated through noise and comic monologue into song and back to noise again. From the time of Bengal Burlap through Nobody Home (Charlottesville, Boston, circa 1985-1988) and The Loved Ones (Cambridge MA, circa 1993), sundry stretches of solo home recording of songs, to about now.
Sundry poems published, more recently in Little River 02 review and in the Domesticated Primate compilations, Rituals, June 2019 and Tidings, Dec. 2018.