It wasn't until after private lessons and learning bass lines that I even noticed bass in the music I was listening to at that age. My ears were blown wide open.

It's too hard for me to comment on the sorry state of our culture.

I feel akin to the Platypus. An orphan in a family. A swimmer, a recluse. Part bird, part fish, part lizard.

Harry Patch didn't get enough recognition. Jerry Garcia got too much.

Now I am obsessed with collecting Platypus paraphernalia.

I never understood why the metal heads in my school hated the punks.

There's a reason I moved to NYC, and if I listed all the musicians on my list you'd grow weary.