Esoteric Tapioca is whatever is around to make noise with, and me. Most people I know have flaws, so when I listen to something slightly flawed it helps me relate to it on a more realistic level. I skip around a lot when I listen to music, so having a lot of very short songs suits me fine. My influences are my father, mother, and six siblings. One day, I want to own a small house, with a recording studio in the attic, and a yard big enough to have a garden and a dog.
I moved to Chicago at the end of January, 2008 from Waterbury, CT, where I was born.
This is what my dear friend Jill had to say about E.T.:
"Mark is the artist also known as ESOTERIC TAPIOCA, and I think if you gave Esoteric Tapioca a chance, as I have given Esoteric Tapioca a chance, the consequence will be expanded ear buds that will never regard MTV as a fulfilling alternative again. It will be a sociological endeavor that will lead you to question your own generation, and the norms it sets to stretch you into its desired shape, for its desired purpose!
For the sake of your own free will, man!
Do as my mannequin head and I suggest!
After indulging in at least three to four minutes of Esoteric Tapioca, you will become more aware of the sounds in your surroundings. You will hear sounds you’ve never heard, which you will then be able to trace back to their roots, to uncover objects you have NEVER SEEN! Increased perceptive abilities. Discovery. With all of this new sensory data that will be entering your association cortex, you will be forced to come to terms with things that never angered or upset you before. Chipping away at gathered layers of protective ignorance, plunging to new depths, uncovering new elements in life, and understanding who this person is you’ve always known as "you" like never before! This may sound overwhelming, but trust me, once you come to terms with the higher awareness that Esoteric Tapioca will release in you, you will be a better, happier, more blissful person.
And thinner, with more sex appeal.
Esoteric Tapioca specializes in the highest quality of weirdness. Esoteric Tapioca is the caviar, the grey poupon, the roast duck, and the vintage wine of lo-fi. While listening to Esoteric Tapioca, you might even find yourself desiring to pick up an instrument. Might I suggest dusting off that old clarinet you abandoned after never making it above the ninth chair in the high school band?
Keep in mind that musicians can have their cake and eat it toothey can act like total fucking weirdos and still be taken seriously.
Unless they like little boys and have strange skin disorders that makes them white."
I will play for a packed stadium or your great grandmother. Libraries and churches, Masonic Lodges and Methlabs. Makes no difference. Just ask!
