more solo projects,as i,under the guise of "ed wood",so as to avoid persecution under the law for free speech,do some spoken word.not to be boasting or anything ,but ask anyone from the old scene,and they will agree,i hope,that i was the catalyst that got downtown going,to what it is today(sorry).i got rick,owner of the draft house at the time,to let our band,one fell swoop play there,when no one was playing downtown,and then by reading poetry between or after bands(when gary had the draft house),i got the whole poetry slam thing going and then the coffee house opened(thanks to cindy bruce),and everyone tried to follow suit.most poets were reading lame love poems,and celebrating the most boring poetry of all time.me, i was more confrontational,mostly reading lyrics to songs by bands i was in,some of which are hilarious,some serious,and some got peoples blood rushing.i would say what everyone else was too scared or embarrased to say,but wish they could.this is not all of my spoken work ,but about 10 choice picks of gigs from the coffee house,the draft house,pathfinders(thanks linda),and a studio piece.you'll also hear a few moments from sean mcardle,and red head nikki.vance plays guitar on session 10,i did all backround music for track 11,and i accompany myself on several acoustic numbers scattered throughout.no track lists,but i usually say the title before each piece,also each track is a whole dated session.a couple of times the people running thangs tried to censor or stifle me,and wait till you hear the results!folks in an uproar over the pictures i paint in their brains,get 'em thinkin',then they get mad!no one can top me.this one strange character would show up unannounced,and take the mic from time to time.he wore a cape and some sort of bird mask with a beak,anyone know this man's identity?i never solved that mystery.but anyway here i am in some of my finest moments,i cover lydia lunch,nick cave,henry rollins,emilio cuberio,and other famed poets.i always listened to william s. burroughs,ginsberg and other beat poets,and said,i can do this,this is cool.i never went for people telling me what i could and could'nt say,and always went against the grain.i still hold these truths today.
The under-rated,underground,outsider ,cult-band ,spawned from the fumes of Cat Machine ,recorded this ,their 22nd (!) album ,on Nov.21 ,1991. I don't recall how the album got it's title ,but a few songs on this one ,resemble the Birthday Party ,lyrically,musically ,and vocally! I'm talking specifically about the tunes, "Shirt Stuck" , "Drag Yard" , and "Blasted Gallows" , the titles of which even resemble something that would spew from the mind of Nick Cave. There are some really good songs on here,these guys shoulda made a record!
