Having come of age in the heyday of Nirvana, Soundgarden, and Hole, I found solace in the jagged edges of their music—the way it didn’t beg for acceptance but demanded to be felt. Now, at fifty-odd years of age, I’m still carrying that torch, not for nostalgia’s sake, but because the need to be heard never fades. Maybe no one’s listening anymore, and that’s fine. This isn’t about chasing an audience—it’s about making noise for the sake of it, screaming into the void and knowing that, at least for a moment, I existed in the distortion.
I write abt the world around me, and try to speak to the issues of our world, and if you hate it because its "woke", thats your prerogative. go listen to something else. i try to make poetry. dont expect perfection, just sound & opinion, like it used to be. check out my YouTube channel for my questionable commentary, and so-so poetry, which many of these songs were birthed from.
(https://www.youtube.com/@BackstageInfamy)