Gen Eric

About me:

dear earth-mates

: I am writing this in respect to the album - Tinkerman Project.

A few years back the wife and I found a version of it displayed in the “Long Haulers” music spindle at a UNOCAL 76 truck stop on interstate 10 and we were immediately captivated into buying it.
I have to say “This album changed our lives and our mobile home had never bounced so hard!” So after having the suspension replaced we called off our trip to Mazatlan and changed course to Bombay Beach at the Salton Sea. We have set up a shop near Slab-City selling God’s Eye’s and exposing the fetching but horrible truth of this Gal-X-Cean named Tinkerman.

We have ostracized ourselves by making this knowledge public; and how many times have we all been told kooky tales of alien encounters? Gen and I had always had a feeling alien’s controlled this planet and thanks to a weak bladder and the need for another 64oz. cup of coffee we know his name. Regardless of making ourselves outcasts we will continue to distribut this record by any means imaginable. We’re even investigating the possibilities of using virus’ such as the Bird Flu. But until then we are committed to infecting the earths people through their ear-drums with Tinkerman’s aural musical story. The contamination will either be delivered in mass quantity or spread from one human at a time, via post-haste or internet. And we will complete our mission by golly, we have to!! You see Tinkerman’s story is all of our story, it’s the road map back to how the world has become so unhinged.

Rumor has it that Tinkerman is putting together a visual version of this record, but truthfully he’s going to need a lot more help than just me, my beautiful young bride and his subliminal advertising billboard Door.

Take a few minutes to look and listen. Who knows maybe you’ll end up being as intoxicated with this elusive and lovable spaceman, who goes by the name of Tinkerman, as we are.


..

..