I am a composer of modern music.
The point is that less than a year ago, I had no idea who Larry
Fitzgerald was. But now, like millions of other Americans, I look
forward to watching his team crush the Steelers on Super Bowl Sunday. I
am the type of person that becomes easily obsessed, an "extremist" if
you will. In the late '90s for example, I began studying and playing
chess with some friends at work. Eventually, I quit the job and became
one of those homeless chess players that slept in the park (I lived in
New York City at the time).
But hold on a second. I want to talk about my latest obsession besides
watching ESPN and writing blogs for Miami New Times. It is called, Died
in a Plane Crash. It is the future of music. There are two people in
the band at the moment: me and my friend Arquimedes, who I met in
Gainesville back in early 2005. At the time, he had been letting me
sleep on his couch for a while. I had evolved from a homeless chess
player, to a transient drug fiend. Luckily, our friendship has evolved
into this band. We were both born in Miami, and we represent our city.
Died in a Plane Crash will be performing this Sunday, January 25 at
Churchill's Pub (5501 NE 2nd Ave., Little Haiti). It is free before
9pm, and $5 after that. We should go on around 10. Hope to see you
there.