Artists

I was born in a ramshackle shed in South Minneapolis, My parents had to work to feed me. When I was young we left the crippling isolation of the metropolis and traveled as far north as you can go without a green card. I started playing music to entertain the local lumberjacks at the age of 9. Mostly Zeppelin covers and a little Floyd. One day a kindly old lumberjack carved me a Guitar, I quickly put my accordion away and became a guitar guy. As I matured I realized that I was wasting my talents on the uncultured and increasingly inbred locals, so I packed up my belongings and headed West. I made a homestead in the growing metropolis of Fargo. I found work in a local box factory and at night entertained drunks in a local tavern. I was soon on my way to the top. Upon my triumphant return to the city of my birth I took up a modest work at a local water factory and spent the evenings regaling the cultured city folk with tales of adventure and depravity from the hinter regions.