I am a Canadian musician/writer from Windsor, Ontario. As both of my parents were English teachers, it was an inescapable coincidence that I would take an interest in both creative and analytical writing.
I began to write constantly during my elementary school years. I even wrote a short spy novella (45 pages) when I was ten. As the years wore on, I continued to write prose with the occasional foray into essay/article writing.
During the later years of high school, my interests shifted drastically towards music and my personal writing output declined. I did manage to graduate in with honors in English and went on to fruitlessly study English literature at the University of Windsor for one year. It was during that time that I realized that I received absolutely nothing gratifying from writing about the works of great writers. There are plenty of folks out there to proliferate academia. Thusly, I feel my efforts would not be terribly missed.
Years later, I was asked to contribute to a couple of local entertainment magazines. My only stipulation being that I be given complete creative control over my submissions. In retort, it was granted providing that I did not incur legal action on the publication(s)'s behalf. Both agendas were gleefully met and the rest is history.
I enjoy a good game of Scrabble, an unblemished opinion, and any music made in the name of "I've never heard that before".
My passion is ...
Music.
I know too much about ...
Music.
My parents always told me ...
I would amount to nothing if I didn't stay in school. (False).
My childhood ambition ...
Playboy Photographer.
My favorite memory ...
Telling my eighth grade teacher he would die miserable and alone
Why I write ...
Creative fulfilment.
What I am reading/watching/listening to ...
Ween's "Chocolate and Cheese"
My first job ...
Dressing up as the Red Power Ranger and handing out ballons at a promotional event.
My best moment ...
Meeting the woman I love for the first time.
My inspiration ...
The unifying power of the divine in every living thing.
Simon Cowell is one smug bastard. That's why I hate him. He genuinely believes himself to be that much more clever than the average American viewer. And I hate it most of all to say this: But he's right. As the "brains" behind pop music phenomenon "The Spice Girls", the man has certainly shown a Rumplestiltskin-esque gift for recycling garbage into marketable commodities. And he's the one laughing at all of you on his way to the bank. While your massive TV home-audiences (I am proudly Canadian. Though we're in no better position with our own dreaded Canadian idol; hosted by none other than...
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