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Then I started listening to jazz (miles ESP, Headhunters, Coltrane ... w/ev) and i soon started to think that everything instrumental was jazz, and if it wasn't sung then it was Hiphop (Keidis, War) as if style wasn't an entity. My first band was in late '94 and it started as a fill in "we can do it" thursday night trio. then, we got good. then we blew a Sony carte' blanche mr. Bungle deal. then a self produced second CD. |
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And thats when I met Juan Carlos. I was fresh from bodyboarding O.B. and i was on a log playing guitar and beatboxing. i saw JCM (a strange bearded black clad stranger) way up on the dunes. i continued to play then he was sitting next to me. on my log as it were. He complimented me and played me a spanish love ballad. i wrote his number on a weird piece of paper. i finally called and was continually challenged, mostly spiritually. and asked to select Beats Per Min before each new "jam". we finally completed Triborg. some crazy shit. I love mr. Mendizabal and his Mom and friends and his dad who told me a long story in spanish that i finally understood in a way that was of the "impossible to explain in words" kind. |
