Transparent? Not really glamorous? Moms that chop? Pat? I don't know... What I know about this person (assume to know, no less) is that he seems to be (or was, will be) responsible for some irresponsible bookings of some outrageous bands that come to (live in, out of) Portland, OR. I think he might have even owned a bike... and played in an orchestra... but, this was just him drooling into a contact mic, but in reverse... then panning back and... done. Short and sweet. He played the Brutallo picnic show and the evening show afterwards at Terminal (Wood Knot Die), which was extra special because he did a duet with Sharkiface. Like peaches and herb, only less about being frickin' lame and more about destructo-abortion soundtracking.