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I'm an art/music nerd that loves to people watch as I drink coffee with friends. Also, a closet John Hughes fan that patterned his teenage years after the likes of Ducky and Lloyd Dobbler. Which was neatly packaged with a soundtrack of bad metal, punk and 80's pop music. If that isn't a recipe for disaster, I don't know what is. Physically... I'm tall enough to ride a roller coaster on my own. I so desperately wanted society to aid in my low self-esteem but was rejected. After years of denial and reading fortune cookies, I have learned to live with the fact that I'm not fat or in need of a hamburger. Like, yeah. And I've been known to be quite handsome, in a certain angle and a certain light. Sadly, I'm employed. I know it's a bad first impression with the ladies, but trying to hide from the truth is so exhaustive. I'd like to say that my job consists of me with my feet on the desk screaming "Buy! Sell! Buy!" into the phone, while sipping my exotic Starbucks coffee...but it's not. No siree Bob. I'm one of those crazy weird hybrids you only hear about in hushed conversations - I'm an artist. A working one. I can't believe it either. That's where "employed" comes into play. So I guess that means I can pay my rent on time. I wish it meant that I could tolerate people who speak Klingon, but somehow God must have greater plans for me.

• Genre: Surf / Electro / Death Metal
• Label: http://www.brianewing.com
• Label Type: Independent
• Website: www.brianewing.com
• Booking Email:

• 09.03 So what’s with the sale?
• 08.31 OG ART - SNEAK PEEK
• 08.31 Original Art SALE
• 08.29 ANOTHER 48 HOURS
• 08.22 SUICIDE FOR SALE

• 03.16 Drink and Draw -The Book
• 03.08 A collection of collectors' collections

I like:

Elvis music/ movies (especially the bad stuff), toy coffins, dust collectors, talking shit on people, collecting Frankenstein crap, midget sightings, mumbling, Luck Cats, black hair dye, the train from Milwaukee to Chicago, walking in LA, the train from Los Angeles to San Diego, double cappuccinos, the train from New Jersey to New York, Wilde, creepers, pet monkeys, comfort food, David Lynch flicks, Mexican food (the good stuff), broccoli, cursing, scrambled eggs, being a shut-in, Prague, Leonard Cohen, mouth breathers, knuckle draggers, eye ballers, day walkers, moon stalkers, packaging -like wine bottle labels or Japanese candy, Vincent Price, Nick Cave, fifty cent words, five dollar tours, nudge nudging n wink winking, eating and drinking for fun, Polish jokes, skipping lines at Disneyland, shaking hands with the president, being anywhere but here, searching for beer at Disneyland, a touch of evil here and there, snoring, Pushead, the secession movement, rooftops, bookstores, Amoeba, checking out bands... and for some reason I am compelled to see any movie with Johnny Depp in it. Don't ask. Oh yeah... nerdy girls with (tumor-like) encyclopedic brains that wear cute underwear. Can't forget...hanger onners and name droppers. If you're not interesting...who you 'did'... was interesting. Faux managers and scene whores make life enjoyable too. Keep folding them jeans at the Gap. And make sure Mom and Dad got your rent paid.

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• Member Since: 05.17.07
• Last Seen: 09.04.08