Writing (fiction, primarily, with smatterings of poetry and scripts), Music of just about all kinds, Theater (acting, directing, writing, technical - you name it, although I can count the number of musicals I can tolerate on my left hand, which only has three fingers and a knuckleless thumb), Inventing new words (I am a self-proclaimed lexicographer of my own vernacular), Playing guitar and singing poorly, Reading (primarily literary fiction, plays, science fiction, plays, cookbooks, plays, the occasional biography, plays, and humor -I do also read some plays now and again), Internet, Computer games (strategy, mostly), Culinary arts in general, Martial arts, Trivia (the less practical, the better) Hiding from throngs of adoring fans. Grooming the fur on my prehensile tail, auto-intoxication and copious amounts of sex. (usually in that order) I am also quite fond of many types of cheese, physical and metaphorical.
Music
(a partial list, but take a deep breath nonetheless)
BANDS: 50 Foot Wave, Airport 5, The Arcade Fire, Architecture In Helsinki, Arctic Monkeys, Apollo Sunshine, Apples in Stereo, Arcana, Art Bears, Azure Ray, Banter/3.1, Banyan, Bauhaus, The Beastie Boys, The Beatles, Beirut, The Beta Band, Be Bop Deluxe, Binary System, Birdsongs of the Mesozoic, The Black Keys, Bloc Party, Blues Explosion, Blur, Bourbon Princess, Bright Eyes, Broken Spindles, Cake, The Cars, Cat Power, Charming Hostess, Circulatory System, Circus Devils, Clap Your Hands Say Yeah, The Clash, Combustible Edison, Cracker, Cream, The Crimson Jazz Trio, The Cure, Cursive, The Darkness (cock rock forever!), The Decemberists, Degenerate Art Ensemble, Deltron 3030, Devo, DJ BC, Dr. Octagon, Eels, Either/Orchestra, The Faint, Faith No More, Fantomas, The Fiery Furnaces, fIREHOSE, The Finger!, The Flaming Lips, Folk Implosion, Fugazi, Galactic, Go Back Snowball, Gomez, The Good Life, Gorillaz, Guided By Voices (R.I.P.), Handsome Boy Modeling School, Heavy Trash, Henry Cow, Husker Du, James, The Killers, King Crimson, The Kinks, Kinky, Loose Fur, The Lounge Lizards, Lovage, The Magnetic Fields, Man Man, Man or Astroman?, The Mars Volta, Masada (especially the "Electric" variety, although the straight quartet and the chamber ensemble are excellent in their own right), Massacre, Matching Mole, Material, Midnight Oil, The Minus 5, Mission of Burma, Modest Mouse, Morphine, Mr. Bungle, Naked City, Neutral Milk Hotel, The New Pornographers, Oingo Boingo, The Olivia Tremor Control, Oranj Symphonette, Painkiller, Phantom Planet, Pixies, The Police, Porcupine Tree, Praxis, Primus, Pussy Galore, The Ramones, The Raveonettes, Red Noise, The Residents, Richard Cheese and Lounge Against the Machine, Roxy Music, Rilo Kiley, The Sea and Cake, Sebadoh, Secret Chiefs 3, Sex Mob, Shellac, The Shins, Slapp Happy, Sleepytime Gorilla Museum, Solilloquists of Sound, Son Volt, Songs Ohia, Sonic Youth, Soul Coughing, Spoon, Stereolab, The Strokes, Sugar, The Sunshine Fix, Superchunk, Talking Heads, Ten Seconds, Tenacious D, They Might Be Giants, Throwing Muses, Thunderbirds Are Now!, Tin Hat Trio, Tin Machine (the worst kind of metal available), Tomahawk, Tortoise, Treat Her Right, Twinemen, Ui, Uncle Tupelo, We Are Scientists, Whiskeytown, Wilco, XTC, Yohimbe Brothers, The Young Fresh Fellows (yes, I'm serious), Z, Zony Mash, The Zutons
SOLO ARTISTS: Adrian Belew, Andrew Bird, Andy Summers, Beck (definitely not Jeff), Ben Allison, Bill Evans (the piano one), Bill Frisell, Bill Laswell, Bill Nelson, Bill Rieflin, Bjork, Bob Mould, Brian Eno, Buckethead, Captain Beefheart, Carla Kilstedt, Carlos Santana, Cassandra Wilson, Charles Mingus, Charlie Haden, Charlie Hunter, Charlie Parker, Dave Brubeck, Dave Douglas, David Bowie, David Byrne, David Sylvian, Derek Bailey, Devendra Banhart, Don Byron, Elvis Costello, Elvis Presley (hail to the king, baby), Eric Dolphy, Frank Black, Frank Zappa, Fred Frith, James Blood Ulmer, Jay Farrar, Jerry Lee Lewis, Jesse Malin, Jimi Hendrix, Joanna Newsom, Joe Jackson, John Coltrane, John Lennon, John Zorn, Johnny Fucking Cash, Johnny "Guitar" Watson, Kristin Hersh, Lalo Schifrin, Laurie Anderson, Leadbelly, Liz Phair, Lou Reed, Marc Ribot, Mike Doughty, Mike Watt, Miles Davis, Neko Case, Nick Drake, Ornette Coleman, Peter Gabriel, Reeves Gabrels, Rhett Miller, Robert Fripp, Robert Pollard (In our Pop Zeus we trust!), Robert Wyatt, Ron Carter, Ryan Adams, Sage Francis, Sufjan Stevens, Sun Ra, Thelonious Monk, Tobin Sprout, Tom Waits, Gillian Welch (I'm serious) and sometimes even Willie Nelson.
One of these days I might even talk classical composers.
Movies
Young Frankenstein, Naked, Bubba Ho-Tep, The Evil Dead, Full Metal Jacket, Monty Python's The Meaning Of Life, Inherit The Wind, A Clockwork Orange, Miller's Crossing, Jacob's Ladder, Memento, The Bride Of Frankenstein, The Call Of Cthulhu, Dr. Strangelove or How I Learned To Stop Worrying And Love The Bomb, anything I haven't mentioned by Kubrick except for "Barry Lyndon" (but even in that the cinematography was fucking spot on), Thank You For Not Smoking, Silence Of The Lambs, Akira, Edward Scissorhands, Fists Of Fury, Enter The Dragon, The Good The Bad and The Ugly, Once Upon A Time In The West, Once Upon A Time In America, Born In East L.A. (just kidding), Big Trouble In Little China (not kidding), Star Wars in general, Indiana Jones in general even though I think Harry's way too old for the next one, Star Trek in general although I know it all sucks aside from "The Wrath Of Khan", The Matrix 1 & 3 but not 2, every Rocky but 4, First Blood and not Rambo, never Clerks and certainly not Clerks 2, Reservoir Dogs, Smoke, 11/14, Cinema Paradiso, Shallow Grave, The Shape Of Things, War Games, Real Genius, Top Secret, The History Of The World: Part 1, Who's Afraid Of Virginia Woolf?, The Birds, Strangers On A Train, High Fidelity, A Princess Bride, The Professional... fuck... I don't know. More to come the next time Liz makes me fess up.
Interesting side note: I never liked "Flash Gordon", so if any of you thought that: fooled you!
Television
I'm dangerously addicted to HBO original programming. Although I've tried to dislike things from time to time, I'll watch any old crap they put on and be *fucking riveted* by it. Favorites include Rome, Deadwood, Six Feet Under (R.I.P.) and, of course, The Sopranos (although I do think they're behaving like a lot of money grubbing scumbags and I deeply resent having to wait forever for them to wrap it up because they're too busy renegotiating.)
(ahem)
Also, Twilight Zone, Heroes, The Daily Show/The Colbert Report (it's a singular event), Masters Of Horror and occasionally Scrubs.
I have also become hazardously hooked on the new Doctor Who series, as well as the spin-off, Torchwood. Won't you Americans be lucky when it finally airs in the U.S.? Mmmm... Eve Myles.
Last, but definitely not least: "Dexter" on Showtime. Some of the smartest writing anywhere, and Michael C. Hall is making great strides in his apparent quest to prove that he can play *anyone* and make it compelling, multi-dimensional and eerily honest.
I can't be counter-cultural all the time.
Books
(a very, very partial listing - limited to one selection per author)
The Complete Enderby by Anthony Burgess, Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance by Robert M. Pirsig, Good Omens by Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett, A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius by Dave Eggers, At the Mountains of Madness and Other Tales by H.P. Lovecraft, The Complete Works of Edgar Allen Poe by E.A. Poe, Breakfast of Champions by Kurt Vonnegut, A Prayer for Owen Meany by John Irving, A Man in Full by Tom Wolfe, Underworld by Don DeLillo, The Shape of Things by Neil LaBute, Crow by Ted Hughes, Napalm and Silly Putty by George Carlin, The Real Frank Zappa Book by Frank Zappa, The 13 1/2 Lives of Captain Bluebear by Walter Moers, Still Life For Woodpecker by Tom Robbins, and every single Bloom County book.
Currently on my bedside table: Tragedy: A Tragedy by Will Eno.
On my toilet: McSweeney's #21 by various authors.
Heroes
The Fading Captain, The Master, and The Residents. Faces only a mother could love.
Take the quiz: What Alcoholic Drink Are You? Fucking Whiskey YOU ARE AN EXPIERENCED DRINKER, YOU MAKE OTHER PEOPLE WANT TO STOP DRINKING. YOU ARE ADDICTED. YOU WILL EITHER MAKE A GREAT WRITER OR AN EXCELLENT CELLMATE.
Kid Kilowatt's Details
Status:
In a Relationship
Here for:
Networking, Friends
Orientation:
Straight
Hometown:
Philadelphia, PA
Body type:
5' 7" / Body builder
Ethnicity:
White / Caucasian
Religion:
Atheist
Zodiac Sign:
Gemini
Smoke / Drink:
Yes / Yes
Children:
Undecided
Education:
Some college
Occupation:
Comestible Resource Alchemist
Income:
$250,000 and Higher
Kid Kilowatt's Schools
Rhode Island College
Providence,Rhode Island
Graduated: N/A
Student status: Alumni
Degree: None
Major: English/Creative Writing
Minor: Philosophy
1994 to 1996
Middletown High School
Middletown,Rhode Island
Graduated: 1994
Student status: Alumni
Degree: High School Diploma
Clubs: Drama Club, Debate Team
1990 to 1994
Kid Kilowatt's Companies
Fatulli's Bakery Middletown, Rhode Island US Comestible Resource Alchemist / Lead Singer Long
November 2006 - present
Lazymaven Enterprises, LLC Middletown, Rhode Island US CEO/Webmaster/Editor In Chief/Writer In Chief Sub
Define "employed"
Newport Repertory Theatre Newport, Rhode Island US Director Of Counter-Intelligence/Actor/Playwright Joy
Sometime in 1999 - present
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About me: I am positive that I remind you of someone, especially because I always do. Aside from that, there is little to tell, which I will, at abbreviated length, elaborate upon. I am a baker by trade, a writer by design, an actor by sheer frequency of conscription, and a musician by default. I haven't killed anyone that I'm aware of (but then again, I might have been a little bit drunk). I hate abbreviations, line dancing, and trips to the circus. Aside from that, I dig everything, except for those rare things that I decidedly do not dig, and those things I conversely despise. When I was in second grade, I made one of my classmates cry and flee in embarassment when I told her that she was the worst artist that the world would ever see. I have worked hard to become the type of person that always makes a terrible first, second and fourth impression -- it usually works, although I occasionally louse up and make a friend on the first shot. I use too many commas and am addicted to cigarettes, bourbon and extra-sharp cheddar cheese. I make bitchin' sauces of many varieties and enjoy eating them, usually on top of other savory things, but also frequently by themselves. People often think that I'm talking to myself, which I usually am, but I am probably just running lines. I am a conoisseur of the feminine equation. My penis is 97 inches long, which is rather inconvenient, considering that most of the time I am forced to tie it around my thigh like a tourniquet in order to avoid unfortunate happenstances such as tripping, chaffing, or accidentally deflowering the neighbor's cat. In case you haven't heard of me, it might be important for me to mention that I am extremely famous. Hey, I'm big in Japan, anyway.
I'm also a damned fine Billy Idol impersonator. No fucking joke.
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Who I'd like to meet: My stunt double. Seriously, I need a fucking lookalike lackey to trundle through all the stupid shit I do to myself so I can stay home and sip dark 'n' stormies. My life is a dangerous place to be. No fucking joke.
Okay, let me break it down for you in no particular order:
1. People that challenge, excite, disturb, perplex and otherwise entertain me.
2. People deeper than a napkin crease.
3. Talking animals (other than people).
4. People that understand the concept of work as an end and a means.
5. Anybody possessing anything approaching the hazardous levels of love I enjoy for those things I do love. (Honorable mention: my kind of haters as well.)
6. Tom Waits.
7. A person with the momentary capacity to allow me to forget my own flaws.
8. My niche market.
9. The future inventor of the personal teleporter, even if it ends up being me. (I never said I wouldn't like to meet myself.)
10. Loveable insomniacs and other weirdos.
11. People smarter and/or sexier than me.
Hey crazy!! Long time no see! Come visit me at the IA damn it!! You can do it.. we don't have Makers or Guinness but im sure you can find something you like :) ha
hahaha, kyle. yes, i'd love to see you guys again. i thought justin was already in ny. in fact, i'm there now ... staying at my friend's apartment which is just around the corner from the restaurant where the three of us met.
let me know if/when you guys will be here. and i'll do the same when i'm in rhode island. ♥
