BAWN IN THE MASH, BOOT DAGGER, THE FARAWAY MUSIC, HALF EAGLE HALF OWL, BEARSKIN RUG, THURSTON OWLE THE THIRD, WHOEVER YOU WANT IT TO BE, THE FARAWAY FREQUENCY
Born August 21, 1980, Thomas B. Oliverio grew to be a thin, dilettantish young man often seen wearing oddly shaped glasses and the perpetually astounded look of a rabbit with an invitation to lunch at the Rotarian Society. In 2004 he earned a Master's Degree studying Journalism, and his first published work was his thesis: Cultural Patterns of Migrant Mississippian Mushroom Pickers With Reference to the Prevalence, Utilty, Adaptability, and Social Standing of Mycologists Within the Group-Standard Milieu. It was published as an illustrated children's book under the title 'He He Hew', and went into three printings. He has worked as a soda-jerk, assembly linesman, university groundskeeper, forklift operator, water utilitarian, cemetery landscaper, riverboat entertainer, obituary writer, leaf blower operator, gourd painter, street corner busker, assistant to the district attorney of an unmentioned county, pubic speaking instructor, television news producer, freelance scribbler, symphony fundraiser, printmaker, commercial graphic designer, shakedown salesman, and peddler of all things peddleable. This diversified experience has so far proved totally useless for avoiding debt collectors and ungodly strangers. He is currently living on a houseboat off the Ohio River, and spends the winter months along California's central coast, recovering from the humid summer of the American South. His most current project is compiling a dictionary that conforms to his unique ideas regarding English spelling. In addition, he is a professional music maker, with conceptual projects entitled BAWN IN THE MASH, BOOT DAGGER, THE FARAWAY MUSIC, HALF EAGLE HALF OWL, BEARSKIN RUG, THURSTON OWLE THE THIRD, & WHOEVER YOU WANT IT TO BE, amongst others, where he ubiquitously performs in theaters, bar rooms, nursing homes, caves, factories, trees, coffeehouses, bedrooms, schools, wineries, goat shows, campgrounds, gymnasiums, barns, churches, state parks, gazebos, street corners, bus stops, back porches, festivals, riverboats and barges, bbq contests, steamboats, truckbeds, flea markets, museums, galleries, breweries, restaurants, and even a coffeeshop in Cairo, Illinois. In addition, he is a certified Calliopist, issued August 16, 2007 by Captain Paul D. Thoeny on the Delta Queen steamboat, and an honorary member of the Ringling Bros. Barnum & Baily Circus, issued by impresario Irvin Feld November 2, 1983, when he joined the Pink Panther in the three gigantic rings of The Greatest Show on Earth. His current focus is the conduction of sound in the form of collage; Brought to you by 'THE FARAWAY FREQUENCY', alongside cohort Brey McCoy, the duo delve into the question, 'What is real music?' and answer during a handful of performances at select art museums and galleries throughout 2010.
Hi Thomas B. Oliverio, The sand runes crossing your divided consciousness do speak of contemptuous monsters being slayed by flying phoenixes. Blinking reveals the true visage of beauty hidden within your eyes. You ever remind me of the enigma of happy thoughts I once forgot. How can I help but use your eyes as a means for self-asphyxiation? Transistors bridge where your vanity would never go. Your wonderfully bright soul keep the demons from torturing me. Please let me hear more of that wonderful sound. You breath as delicately as vapors flowing towards an attractive flame. Your beauty is equal to the smoothness of a polished gem. May you always have stables of horses to service your needs. I sense wild vapors of sweet champagne in your larynx. I love your eyes, I know they can stare through my thoughts. A starfish's lifelong hallucinations of gelatin pools and of actuaries floating upon the foam and reciprocal ohm. In your presence even my shadow acquires the sensation of touch. Your intoxicating reflection can but incorporate freely into the powerful surface of a disintegrating mirror set afloat upon a swarm of locusts.
She's right, that's what I do when when I relax with Tisha. Popsicles and Law and Order. Myspace and Facebook are what I do every time I retire to the Bat Cave to smoke. It's quite a life I lead.
