I know... what's with "The Tank" thing?
In fourth grade, I was the fat kid who mowed down the kickball catcher to the harrowing cheers of my school mates. My teacher named me "The Tank". This was the same crochety old lady who told my Mom I talked too much during every parent conference. "You're never going to get anywhere in life Tank if you keep talking so much...". I feel it my duty to take this moment to tell my beloved Mrs. Levine... Suck it!
I'm the "husky" kid in 8th grade with the Metallica Ride the Lightning back patch on his ratty jean-jacket. You've probably already met me. I've been hanging around the Buzz studio for about 8 years. Honestly no one really knows what I do here.
Before the Buzz, I was a bartender, roofer, limo driver, photographer, pharmacy tech, plant salesman, DJ, photo store clerk, and professional ditch digger for the cable company, as well as many many other jobs. Seriously, if it's a job, I've done it. All along the way though, music has been my thing. From Bill Withers & Public Enemy, Aerosmith to Tom Waits, Poison, The Roots, Pixies, and everything in between... I'm a total MUSIC NERD.
So when the Buzz was looking for someone to host the Vinyl Vault, they tapped me; the closest thing to one of those filthy loner historian headphone kind of guys I use to see on the subway in my hometown of Philly (go Phillies!).
NO HATERS HERE. Music has set the background to every one of my memories, hot cheese included. Christmas 1986 - Joan Jett & The Blachearts Black Leather (the hottest cheese goin' - If you know the song, you know what I'm sayin'). My point is, every memory has a story, and every story has a song... so preach your roots. Play YOUR music.
New information has come to light reguarding Brad Delph's 2007 suicide. As reported by Martin Kielty from classicrockmagazine.com:
Evidence given in the court case between Boston mainman Tom Scholz and a newspaper revealed how Delp, who committed suicide in 2007, was ashamed and apologetic after his spy device was found.
Events came to light as part of Scholz’s claim that the Boston Herald defamed him by suggesting he was to blame for his bandmate’s death.
Delp was engaged to Pamela Sullivan while her sister Meg Sullivan lived in the singer’s house. His relationship with Meg was described as “platonic”.
But in February 2007 she discovered his battery-powered spy device when it fell from its hiding place. She confronted him about it then went to stay with her boyfriend.
Delp emailed her to apologise, saying: “I feel sick about this, and deservedly so.” He later added: “I want to try and make you understand that I consider myself a decent person who made a dreadful error in judgement. I acted out of some impulse that is still not completely fathomable to me.”
But her boyfriend, Boston sound engineer Todd Winmill, ordered him to tell his fiancee what had happened. “He essentially apologised for half an hour,” said Winmill. “I told him he had to tell Pamela. He didn’t like the thought of having to do that.”
Delp later took his own life by lighting two charcoal grills in his sealed bathroom, leading to his death by carbon monoxide poisoning. In one of four notes he wrote: “I have had bouts of depression and thoughts of suicide since I was a teenager.”
to see the complete story: http://www.classicrockmagazine.com/news/bedroom-spy-camera-led-up-to-brad-delps-suicide/