In Canada, after taking a Bachelorfs degree in history, I studied for
the priesthood (Master of Theological Studies), and then took a
Bachelorfs in Education. After a brief spate of archaeological digging
in the Holy Land, I came to Japan in 1989. I met Chris Dixon in 1991,
teaching English at Japanese junior and senior high schools. I came to
join Edwards Operation as the result of a long, slow, organic process.
Health maniac Chris insisted on the organics of it, and the procrastination behind it
was entirely mine, because I habitually make decisions slowly: getting
out of bed; acquiring a computer; using e-mail; getting a digital
camera, etc. Even buying groceries or books. But once I decide to do
something, I want it done yesterday!
Growing up in small-town Canada in the 1970s, I was surrounded by the festering putridity of disco. I was a punk. My favorite bands included Canadians Bachman-Turner Overdrive and The Guess Who, plus British and American acts such as The Who, The Stones, The Sex Pistols, Billy Idol, and The Ramones. Thank God for The Ramones! But without a doubt, my favorite band is The Beatles, and I remain a Beatlemaniac even after all these year.
But once I was in university and discovered Leonard Cohen my vision changed from psychedelic hues to plain black-and-white. I knew that it was Cohen's lyrics that best expressed my experience of life. My all-time favorite songs are the Beatles' "Strawberry Fields Forever," and Cohen's "Memories," "Suzanne," "Famous Blue Raincoat," "So Long, Marianne," "Last yearfs man" and "Chelsea Hotel No. 2." I like both sad, sad, wanna die love songs, like what you get with Cat Stevens, and also wildly hormonal, nihilistic rock 'n roll cacophony.
I took up drumming – maybe because I like to hit things, but more likely because Ringo Starr is a hero of mine – late in life. Edwardfs Operation's percussion seat is hot, and it's a history of woe, but I am very excited to sit there. Chris's first drummer went to college and became a businessman; the second died in a peculiar accident involving a carrot; the third succumbed to that horrible flesh eating disease, necrotizing fascitis; the fourth spontaneously combusted; and the fifth emigrated to Australia.
I am proud to be the only tattooed member of the band. Guess where?
Reasons for my existence are not yet certain, but I continue my researchc