My name is Cosmos Sunshine Heidtmann. I was born at 4:32 PM July 22nd, 1972. I grew up in a shack on the banks of Connecticut river. It was part of a semi-commune, farm-type thing that was shared by many freaks and other animals. There was no inside plumbing and no electricity other than what was supplied by generators, car batteries and eventually wind, then solar. When my dad was killed in a car accident it all sort of dissolved. Along came the '80s and many hardships. That's a whole other tale. I started playing guitar at fourteen. Right about the time that my heavy "experimentation" began. I did my first gig a year later featuring two songs I had written. Played my first paid gigs that same year. I had to carry a permission slip from my Mom to play in bars. After a brief stint at Berklee College of Music, I moved to NYC in 1991. There I formed the band Cherokee Sex Workshop and a few other bad habits. Soon after, success started rolling in by dribs and drabs. We started being managed by a woman named Stefani Scamardo and began palling around and doing gigs with Jaik Miller and his band, Xanax 25. They in turn introduced me to Allman Brothers, Blues Traveler, Spin Doctors, etc, etc. Soon we were doing many gigs opening for great artists at New York venues such as Irving Plaza, Wetlands, CBGB and the infamous Nightingale Bar. We began work on an album produced by Warren Haynes. We were getting some major label attention and indie deals were starting to come through, but the band had some deep flaws to go with our deep music. The band then morphed into Walkinbird and we carried on simultaneously creating and destroying ourselves while making some of the finest rock n' roll the world has never known. We took an indie deal after being passed on by almost every major label, all the while touring relentlessly. The first Walkinbird album came out and it was beautiful. The dark and the light swirled around us. Unfortunately, at least for a time, the darkness prevailed and we had to call it a day. After the band broke up I immediately immersed myself in studio work at the legendary Coyote Studios in Brooklyn. Among other things, I worked with They Might Be Giants. I learned a ton about production working on their kid's record, the music for The Daily Show with Jon Stewart and the first two seasons of Malcolm in the Middle. It was a crucial experience, but by that time I had been amassing a backlog of songs and I began to sing. I retreated to CT to lick my wounds and hone my craft. So was born the Cosmos Sunshine Band and my li'l label, Lunar Discs. Many times were had, both good and bad. Mostly good. I released two CDs during that time as well. Then came the time to return to NYC and strike out on my own. Here I am. At the peak of my powers. Healthy and strong, come what may. I am preparing for a May release of the new Cosmos Sunshine Band album entitled "Polyamorous" and the release of the long lost Walkinbird LP "Hole in the Sun," doing many solo gigs and keeping my eyes open for good players, but enjoying my success on my own. I am hoping to manifest the people to invest money and help to guide my career. Life so far has one heckuva journey. Lots of adventures, musical and otherwise. Along the way I have had the honor of sharing bills with Gov't Mule, Johnny Winter, Lenny Kravitz, Blues Traveler, The Spin Doctors, Chris Whitley, Rich Robinson, Blue Floyd, King Crimson, Son Volt, Dickie Betts, Tim Reanolds, Mountain, Screamin' Cheetah Wheelies, Derek Trucks, Topaz, Big Sugar, Deep Banana Blackout, Bernie Worrell, Cycomotogoat, Suzanne Vega, Earl Greyhound, Raq, and the Breakfast to name just a few. I have also graced many of the better stages across this great land and I've gotten to meet some of my idols. Jeff Buckley, Billy Gibbons, Norah Jones, all the surviving original members of the Allman Brothers Band, Jack Cassady and Tom Dowd are the ones that spring to mind. There are others. Life is good. I am blessed. In a time when it is more and more challenging for a musician to find success, the world needs us to light the way. Now more than ever. Music is an exchange. Be a part of that give and take. Help when and where you can to spread the news. For your own good, for the good of the artist and the good of the world. Peace, - Cos
hi magical mystic being of foreverness.friend to the heavenly happy people.may the far away flutes fill you with joyess melodies ringing softly and swirling through your krispy fresh air. spread your wings and birdies will love you magnificiantly. love, Gertrude
p.s. caress the the seasons with bubbly thoughts and warm doughnuts.
