An aside: as far as I know, there's not a band called the Damn Manatees -- a fact that makes me wish to god I could sing or play an instrument. Of course, a total lack of musical ability never stopped the likes of Jerry Garcia, so there's still hope that someday I, too, will have an ice cream named after me.
In the meantime, if you're still hungry for content written by the future Vocalist and Lead Triangle Player for The Damn Manatees (oh, who am I kidding? It would have to be the bass triangle), check out this week's Crow interviews over at Capitol Hill Seattle, this blog's hipper and more popular counterpart.
It'll be like when you were in high school, and in the summer you visited your cool cousin who had a fake ID and could drive a car...if he/she had been a website.
And, if you're wondering about my alter-ego as The Crow -- YES, I do all of these dressed like Brandon Lee in the role by the same name. Occasionally, even in the funeral home-turned-hipster-bar where Steve McQueen once carried Lee's father's coffin to a hearse.
|Me, ready for some local on-the-street interviews...|
I guess that was too subtle...