The band has had a few line-up changes, theoretical configurations, and so on, and will probably
continue to. We'll see. It all started with me in my bedroom with a tape recorder, then a four-track,
and soon we had Dolphin Safe, a murky little progressive mockery of tunefulness. My brother
wrote and performed a nice little piece on this one, and my buddy Jon Paul did a little beat/rap
number over one of my instrumental pieces. I tried to refine my recording techniques for Allure, and
messed up big-time by using the wrong type of tape, hence many good performances lost in the
swampiness of unintentional lo-fi. NOT very hip. Somewhere around this time, my friend Bonnie
wanted to play bass, but only for the irony, for, as she put it, she had a tin ear. This was going well
until I actually dropped my bass off at her house with a guideline to playing some simple songs. Not
everyone is meant to be a musician. She gave up after a few weeks. But Hooked on a Snag was a
breath of fresh air. By this time I sorta knew what I was doing, and although experimentation was
still the key word, I managed to get something I was mostly proud of. I experimented with sampling
and even rap. The rap is a bit awkward , but I tried. What risks have you taken lately? No sooner
had I made that little tape when I found myself surrounded by three friends who really wanted to be
in a band. So they joined mine. Paolo on drums, Heather on guitar, and KJ on cello. This lasted
for eight months and two gigs. We were well liked by the local punksters, and things looked good
til... uh...er... artistic differences sent Heather and KJ packing. But during our fun little stint as an
actual band, we recorded a little demo, and recorded a yet to be released (I'm so full of shit) live
tape. Anyway, we replaced the two girls with Ryan, a very good guitar player, and were planning
on a string of performances when it became apparent that Paolo would have to move back home for
family reasons. About this time I compiled a bunch of songs I'd been stacking up, and made my
fourth venture in the homemade album frontier, and came up with The Cleaning Process. This may
be the last pure PMFW tape for a while, but not the last ever (even if I die in some tragic accident,
there are enough crappy songs on four-track tapes laying around to make a new "album").
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