Where did you grow up?
Born and raised in South Central; Minnesota that is. Sprung from a hole in a cornfield next to a Honey Wagon, I started down this gravel road. I’ve been kicking rocks ever since.
What are your interests/hobbies?
Wide handlebars, gnarly screachers, deep grooves, heavy jams, consistent eight-to-five step sizes, poly-rhythms and strong bebida.
Who do you think you are, anyway?
In the North they call us Rebels, in the South they call us Yankees, because every other sucker's born to do the Hokey Pokey. With The skillet lickin' time keepers, the grinning reapers of a missionary rock star. I'm A Rock And Roll Outlaw. Where Rock Is Criminal, Criminals Rock. Where Rock Is Criminal, They Rock Like This.
Give me your top ten factoids about yourself that others may not realize.
Who or what influences your behavior and why?
I am influenced by people who lead by doing, not by saying. Some of these people I have met, others I hope to one day meet; one I am married to. These people are with me in every decision I have made in my life. I believe that if you conduct your life with dignity and respect for others deserving of that respect, you can’t go wrong. You will make mistakes, but as long as you stick to your tenants, you will always choose the best answer for the situation. Ben Hamper, Daniel Quinn, my parents, too many Drum Corps instructors to name, Jean-Paul Gastor, and my cat, Babou.
What would you say your job is around here?
Heavy lifting, heavy breathing, lead-footed steel bike-boogaloo purveyor of the goods.
One sentence to say what you want to. Go.