OK, Ill play along... number I was given: 12 (Damn you, Misty! Curse you, NSA!) 1.) I descended from presidential lineage - my mothers maiden name is Adams (as in John & John Quincy... not sure about Samuel, but he mighta been in the mix too). 2.) When I was about 2 years old, I received 3rd degree burns on my left arm after I pulled a tuna can (?) full of fresh bacon grease onto myself. They are still visible. 3.) My family has a religious and military background, of which I am the proverbial black sheep - which is also the name of a squadron (or something) that my dad was belonged to during his tours overseas with the Air Force. 4.) My family moved to Las Vegas in 1976 just after my 8th birthday. I blame the Great Magnet (described in Fear And Loathing In Las Vegas) for keeping me here. 5.) I had always listened to my moms records growing up (Harry Chapin, Jim Croce, Carole King, etc.) - but when my cousin Steve turned me on to KISS at age 10, everything else went out the window for a year or two. 6.) I started smoking pot in 7th grade, and took my first hit of LSD at 14 - a few trips later, the idea occurred to me that maybe the concept of God as described in the Bible, that I had been so indoctrinated with, might be bullshit. 7.) I started playing guitar around age 10, and was one of two 7th-graders in the Cashman Jr. High stage band (the other being Tony Breit), and by 14 I was pretty good at figuring out most of my record collection - which was AC/DC, Ozzy w/Randy Rhoads, Judas Priest, Iron Maiden, Deep Purple, etc. 8.) Lost my virginity & got my first venereal disease at 14. (Yes, they were related.) 9.) My first real job was delivering for Terinas Pizza on East Charleston in 1984. Later, I would deliver for Figaros with Jimmy Kimmel. 10.) My first band was Brain Damage (1986) - we had song ridiculous song titles like Cerebrial Massacre, and we identified as thrash metal. We broke up after my apartment burned down April 15, 1987, most of our equipment having gone up in flames. 11.) I met my sons mother at the Moby Grape at a Sausage Hostages gig in 1989 & he just turned 21 this year. (Hes smarter than either one of his parents.) 12.) This year, at the tender age of 45, I finally played my first out-of-town gig with a band. (Thanks, Thee Swank Bastards!)
Posted on: Thu, 14 Nov 2013 02:23:11 +0000
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