Being in a number of bands, both real and imagined, there are quite a few people who rub my musical schwantz. Check out some of their websites here:
www.myspace.com/theconsmusic,
www.myspace.com/dylandonkin,
www.myspace.com/soss,
www.contacthighmusic.com,
www.debriah.com/fasttothecenter,
www.zombo.com,
www.myspace.com/campclovenhoof,
www.myspace.com/nathanpaine
Influences
Only the best (as decided by me): The Kinks, Johnny Cash, Syd Barrett, Mr. Leonard Cohen, Piero Piccioni, Gang Of Four, Daniel Johnston, Magnetic Fields, Ratatat, RJD2, Silver Jews, Francoise Hardy, Animal Collective, Bob Dylan, Belle & Sebastian, Brian Jonestown Massacre, Bright Eyes, Devandra Banhart, Pink Floyd, Neil Young, Clinic, Sigur Ros, My Morning Jacket, Jeff Buckley, Jimmy Cliff, all the Easy Tempo shit, all the Beat at Cinecitta shit, Gregory Isaacs, Dungen, Blind Willie McTell, Marley, Bowie, Creedence, Blind Willie Johnson, Deerhoof, Lovage, John Frusciante, Led Zep, Mark Lanegan, Nina Simone, Parsley Sound, Portishead, Tom Waits, Stevie Wonder, old Finley Quaye, Smoke City, TV On The Radio, Mum, Velvet Underground, Beck, The Smiths, Cat Power, PJ Harvey, Blonde Redhead, Air, Wesley Willis, Queens Of The Stone Age, Nathan Paine, Stereolab, Dylan Donkin or Serge Gainsbourg. If your band's lyrics gobble balls, then don't even bother, you posturing putz.
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I've received heaps of adulation, praise, and worship from tens of fans all around my neighborhood. In fact, if you haven't heard of me by now, you either have been living in a cave thousands of feet below the earth's surface listening to your Crazy Town LPs on a pterodactyl record player... or you don't know my mom. Either way, I have played bass for the greatest teenage funk-rock sensation to ever rise gloriously out of Millbrae, CA,The Discojefes. Our demo tape "A Ding Dang Doo" was a smash hit amongst our friends and San Mateo County high schoolers with impeccable taste. After two years involving victories, two hot but inept managers, jealousy, betrayal, reconciliation, and a keyboard player who smelled like hot garbage, the group, now a ridiculous caricature of itself, finally disbanded. After that, I manipulated the low-end for Bulldog Music, the most rote, pathetic excuse for Mexcian pop music since Menudo fired Xavier Serbia (I know, I never got over that one, either). It was an embarassing two weeks. My college years in San Diego went bandless, as I did not want to be in a cover band, wear studded wristbands, or be a rasta. Naturally, I would just have to content myself with jumping on my bed rocking out to "Cult Of Personality" while strumming a tennis racket.
Once back in the S.F. Bay Area, I formed Fast To The Center with my buddy Adam Donkin with revolving members Mike Soss, Brian Sagrafena, Dylan Donkin, Toby Salciccia, and Spencer Corey. It is still a living, albeit sleeping, entity to be awoken much like The Kraken: whenever our Lord Zeus requires a coastal city be destroyed and if there's a tasty virgin chained to a rock.
I am also a member of the now-defunct Echobrain, and we will be recording more & touring again once we have acheived inner peace and have mastered levitation, transmutation, and origami. So, yeah, just hold your breath on that one.
Sometimes, I make odd noises for boy wonder/circus freak Dan Leech's band The Living Ingrates in a haphazardly thrown together dork-estra of light and sound. We will be vomiting soon on a stage near you.
Also, I am in a band with a man named Keith Brasel. He sounds 13 and acts like it, too! We are called The Cons, and we are hot. Check us out on my Top 8.
Above is a collection of work with The Cons & Fast To The Center, including "Some People", the 5th song on The Cons' upcoming EP. Feel free to fondle, stroke, and sex up these MP3's. Just don't expect them to cuddle, you slut.
Instruments played (or faked):vocal noises, guitar, bass, piano, keyboards, Moog, and theremin.
hey friend (whos a lot more successful then me whom I'm slightly jealous of) I'm playin at the stud thursday night. with some other no talent hacks. you should come
you know, I may not ever get to hang out with you from time to time anymore. But that doesn't mean we can't get into a good old fashioned video wizard's war, like we used to. Flibberdy flabberdy floo, you're it:
Only the best (as decided by me): The Kinks, Johnny Cash, Syd Barrett, Mr. Leonard Cohen, Piero Piccioni, Gang Of Four, Daniel Johnston, Magnetic Fields, Ratatat, RJD2, Silver Jews, Francoise Hardy, Animal Collective, Bob Dylan, Belle & Sebastian, Brian Jonestown Massacre, Bright Eyes, Devandra Banhart, Pink Floyd, Neil Young, Clinic, Sigur Ros, My Morning Jacket, Jeff Buckley, Jimmy Cliff, all the Easy Tempo shit, all the Beat at Cinecitta shit, Gregory Isaacs, Dungen, Blind Willie McTell, Marley, Bowie, Creedence, Blind Willie Johnson, Deerhoof, Lovage, John Frusciante, Led Zep, Mark Lanegan, Nina Simone, Parsley Sound, Portishead, Tom Waits, Stevie Wonder, old Finley Quaye, Smoke City, TV On The Radio, Mum, Velvet Underground, Beck, The Smiths, Cat Power, PJ Harvey, Blonde Redhead, Air, Wesley Willis, Queens Of The Stone Age, Nathan Paine, Stereolab, Dylan Donkin or Serge Gainsbourg. If your band's lyrics gobble balls, then don't even bother, you posturing putz.
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