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Sporkfly is either Al solo, or with band, running what has been referred to as a "democratic dictatorship".
Al has studied with Robert Fripp, recorded with Kramer at Noise NY (ShimmyDisc), and has gigged and all around the country and in London, UK; where he was interviewed for Greater London Radio. He also does voiceover work here in New York.He is the author of the book/iPhone app Question Of The Day
Available now on iTunes!! (direct
link)
More Stuff About Al
*) I learned the real way to throw out a pizza box from my bass
player at the time who used to deliver pizza.
*) I learned Transcendental Meditation when I was 12. Tell ya what,
it's not much of a conversation starter after kickball.
*) I continue to be a better than average parallel parker, turning
seemingly impossible spots into realities wherever I go. If this seems
like bragging, so be it.
*) In my last two years of high school, I was a Big Brother.
*) In my last year of high school, I was a vandal. A group of us used
to break into cars and steal stereos and T-roofs. This ended when I got
arrested the following year.
*) When I was ten, I thought I wanted to be a lawyer.
*) When I was three, the big kids around the block from us traded me
gold for my excellent toy car, except it turns out it wasn't really
gold, it was just rocks.
*) One of my jobs rewarded me for good performance by commending me
at the morning meeting, then giving me a Bruce Springsteen ticket. For
an event held in a stadium, it was a remarkably neutral experience. I
had to think up tons of things to say for when people asked me about it
the next day. [Note: I recently had a dream where I was hanging out with
him, and he seemed like a completely nice guy.
Which fucking sucks, because that's all you ever hear about him.
And now, I feel bad about not enjoying the show much. Although, notably,
not bad enough to remove this entry :-).]
*)We
had this gig once where we showed up and the guy who booked us was
chipping at the ceiling with a hammer, effectively destroying the room
right in front of us (remodeling). We'd been cancelled. Asked why
we hadn't been told, he said, "I had quit that week".
*) When I write an "S", it looks like a "5".
*) I paid a kid in cookies to teach me to ride a two-wheeler. When I
got that down, he tried to keep the cookies coming by offering to teach
me to ride a bigger bike. I passed.
*) In second grade, I learned all of the presidents, and could recite
them in chronological order. By the end of the year, two other kids in
my class had gotten them down, as well.
*) I found a road that's not on the map. "Justified
Paranoia", indeed
*) I still have my Maxell labels from when they were doing that
"points" thing and you could get stuff.
*) I've lived in thirteen different places.
*) For my first band, I figured out all of the middle chords to
"Hold Your Head Up" by Argent. It was the first time I'd tried
to dismantle some time consuming "middle section" of a tune,
and I was fairly psyched that I was able to do it; it gave me the
confidence to go after some larger things. When I brought it in to
rehearsal, the singer said, "Absolutely no way am I singing
that".
*) I was refused admission into Canada once because my friend said he
was Egyptian, but he then could not prove it.
*) For all of the time I have spent waiting tables, I am still lousy
at remembering both names and faces. I resolve to improve.
*) I slam my computer keys unnecessarily hard on a regular basis.
*) Once, when I was 10, I went to church of my own accord. Went
alone. Rode my bike. Was curious; wanted to check it out. Years
later, one of my brothers said something sarcastic about it, having
never brought it up previously.
*) I'm 7, and I get into a fight with this kid, and he frickin bites
me. It hurts a lot, and I grab myself where he'd bit me (arm). Possibly,
I am crying as well. A guy walks out of this bar right where we are, and
the kid looks up like he's going to get in trouble. Quickly, he grabs
himself in the same place where he'd bitten me and
pretends to be in pain. A total pro. The guy looks, figures it's two
kids fighting, and walks away.
*) I have this thing where if I'm watching a movie or a TV show and
the main character goes to shoplift something, I have to not watch it or
change the channel cuz I freak out internally and they're gonna get
caught and I can't watch
*) Though indifferent about their music, and with no intention of
contributing financially to either, I avidly consume the continuing
sagas of both the Van Halen and Guns N Roses bands.
*) When I go to the movies, I think about other stuff. I'm always
asking, "What just happened? Was that the guy from
before?", that sort of thing. Sometimes, during mid
thinking, I reflect on what a great opportunity it is to think about
stuff, because I'm not going to be interrupted.
INFLUENCES:
Music: Self (band w Matt Mahaffey), Sloan, Swag, Jeff Buckley, Soul Coughing, The Pixies, The Irresponsibles, King Crimson, Jack Bruce, Joni Mitchell, Cat Power, Kate Bush, The Rascals, Perry
Farrell
Situations: Growing up in Floral Park until i was 7, the fire escape we could hang out on while we lived there, playing Ball Tag On Bicycles later when I got a ten speed, riding my bicycle solo up and down Middle Neck Rd as the sky turned light blue in April after I stayed up all night for the first time when I was 15, every single thing K-Man and I did and got away with.The time I went to the Floral Park Playground with my brother and his friends and climbed the fence with them to get in and cut myself on the way out but held it in and didn't say anything.The time we stole a flag
from the police booth to make shirts out of and they bought a new one and put it up and we took the new one too, but we put the old one back
