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>>> About Me

The year was 1985. A young boy in Duluth suddenly finds himself in possession of a coveted Conrad hollow-body bass guitar. The bass does not rock, but the boy does. Soon strangled versions of songs by Dokken, Def Leppard, Beastie Boys, and some feeble original attempts begin abusing the other residents of his now-tortured home. But does he stop? No! The bug has bitten him, and he must rock!

Years go by, and the boy, now older and yet somehow no wiser, stumbles through impromptu jam sessions he's ill-equipped to join, learns songs beyond his abilities, and generally makes a loud nuisance of himself with anyone who'll let him. Eventually, he suckers a group of somewhat like-minded individuals into letting him join their band. Slowly, surely, he works to get to a level of not-sucking. He looks funny, dresses funny, dances excrutiatingly badly, but that makes for some fun moments in itself, so people continue to let him play. Some interesting moments occur on his journey... he plays for nearly 10,000 people at a street dance in Duluth, plays a show on the Bayfront Park stage, plays in bands headlining at 7th Street Entry, the Fine Line and the 400 Bar, and meets some wonderful people. Times are good... while realizing the fame and fortune dreamed of in youth will probably never come, a comfort level has been attained. Playing fun music for cool people occassionally is actually more fun than reaching for the brass ring, and food is much easier to come by! And then, the inevitable: The call finally comes! Jim Strachan, who could very well be called the most talented singer/songwriter/hockey referee in the music industry today, gives him the nod. Yes, Jim needs a backup singer, and what the heck... might as well grab the bass playing fiance as well! Lo, and behold! Yon hither, Flat Earth Defenders hath been born! As it were ordained, so it has become! The quietest rock group to ever play an alt-country-jazzified ditty to ever not-rock the rockinest stages in town.

Important Musical Definitions:

Geddy Lee: My first bass hero, singer/bassist for Rush, a Canadian band that is "Technically the Greatest Rock Band of All Time" but that never gets played on the radio... well, except for Tom Sawyer, but hey, everyone makes mistakes, right? I don't listen to them much, or sound like Geddy, but what the heck. Oh, and Geddy has a prodigious nose...

Rock Star: Brown M&M eating musician or drummer** often found trailing gaggles of gals/guys. Drummer: One who hits things with sticks, vaguely in time.

And I'm having a great time! Hi Mom!

Nice shoes, Fred...


		>>> About Me The year was 1985. A young boy in Duluth suddenly finds himself in possession of a coveted Conrad hollow-body bass guitar. The bass does not rock, but the boy does. Soon strangled versions of songs by Dokken, Def Leppard, Beastie Boys, and some feeble original attempts begin abusing the other residents of his now-tortured home. But does he stop? No! The bug has bitten him, and he must rock! Years go by, and the boy, now older and yet somehow no wiser, stumbles through impromptu jam sessions he's ill-equipped to join, learns songs beyond his abilities, and generally makes a loud nuisance of himself with anyone who'll let him. Eventually, he suckers a group of somewhat like-minded individuals into letting him join their band. Slowly, surely, he works to get to a level of not-sucking. He looks funny, dresses funny, dances excrutiatingly badly, but that makes for some fun moments in itself, so people continue to let him play. Some interesting moments occur on his journey... he plays for nearly 10,000 people at a street dance in Duluth, plays a show on the Bayfront Park stage, plays in bands headlining at 7th Street Entry, the Fine Line and the 400 Bar, and meets some wonderful people. Times are good... while realizing the fame and fortune dreamed of in youth will probably never come, a comfort level has been attained. Playing fun music for cool people occassionally is actually more fun than reaching for the brass ring, and food is much easier to come by! And then, the inevitable: The call finally comes! Jim Strachan, who could very well be called the most talented singer/songwriter/hockey referee in the music industry today, gives him the nod. Yes, Jim needs a backup singer, and what the heck... might as well grab the bass playing fiance as well! Lo, and behold! Yon hither, Flat Earth Defenders hath been born! As it were ordained, so it has become! The quietest rock group to ever play an alt-country-jazzified ditty to ever not-rock the rockinest stages in town. *Important Musical Definitions:* Geddy Lee: My first bass hero, singer/bassist for Rush, a Canadian band that is "Technically the Greatest Rock Band of All Time" but that never gets played on the radio... well, except for Tom Sawyer, but hey, everyone makes mistakes, right? I don't listen to them much, or sound like Geddy, but what the heck. Oh, and Geddy has a prodigious nose... Rock Star: Brown M&M eating musician or drummer often found trailing gaggles of gals/guys. Drummer: One who hits things with sticks, vaguely in time. And I'm having a great time! Hi Mom! Nice shoes, Fred...**