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1986 moved to northern California and began
playing with a 29 year old bassist named Kevin who was a firefighter.
His dad was a white guy and his mother was African American so he was
able to show me some soul whilst still relating to a white kid from
Vegas. Began to get into lots of music that was 'my own' and not
influenced by my parents who were constantly blasting everything from
Beatles to Steely Dan.
1987-89 moved back to Vegas as a
"skateboarder". In California I entered small time skate competitions.
Took more drum lessons on and off.
1990 junior high punk rock/brit pop
phase. Sported white combat boots that more or less resembled roller
skates for girls; good look though. Junior high varsity jazz band for a
month then dropped out sighting artistic differences with band director.
Watched Depeche Mode 101 and Cure videos everyday, even before school in
the morning. Got some casio tones and my dad taught me the guitar. Began
writing songs that were basically retarded versions of Cure songs.
Looking back, some were ok.
1991-94 high school and also the start of
my first band, Purple Dirt. Branched out, began playing with the older
kids thus making me more cool amongst my peers. Met more kids my age and
played in various bands in Vegas making friends for life; one of which
is now my dentist. Began private lessons again with the possibility of
majoring in music in college. Instead chose biology, did poorly.
1995-99 college (various majors) and
various bands from weddings to desert parties powered by generators. Did
some small and big band jazz stuff with the community college for a few
years. Finally decided to major in music at UNLV.
2000-03 mostly spent devoting time to
school. Played in various percussion ensembles, musicals, marching band,
and orchestra.
Met my band, The Killers in May, 2002.
Got in a garage and played almost every day. Played our first show June
30th in Las Vegas. From then till now it's been full steam ahead. Still
in that garage.
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