Half My Life: In the Studio 20 Years Apart
Three months before I turned 20, two friends and I — we were a band called Black Spiral — loaded up a car in Houston, drove to Austin and crashed at a stranger’s house, then went into a makeshift studio early the following morning to try to make a record. That was June 20, 1998…twenty […]
Throwback Thursday: I’d trade my mother for a Whopper
About fifteen years ago, I was in Austin playing drums in what you might call a progressive metal band called De Profundis, and as a lark, we wrote a punk song. Even played it live once. I know the Sci-Fi Romance catalogue isn’t exactly full o’ yuks (although Bride of Frankenstein, 1935 makes me smile), […]
Here’s to Leslie Cochran
Leslie Cochran died today. Like many, many people who lived in and around Austin, Texas, for any amount of time, I had a chance to meet him on a couple of occasions. That was sort of his business, meeting folks. That, and rocking a thong, stuffed bra, and high-heels. For those outside of a certain […]