Paul Swartzel

Musician/pianist with schizoaffective disorder, but that's not what the music is about, I guess. Basically, it's like Ligeti, Nancarrow, Eazy E improvising over photos of late Prokofiev and Bartok while getting blown by schobbah knows who, maybe Gabby Supreme (s). Macho Man Randy Savage's there, too. There's a Cassowary (flightless bird) in the corner kicking the fuck out of a filled pinata. Counterpoint that's just blown to smithereens. Celebrating Strap Season with the rhythm and the rhyme of the Snocti. Trying to have fun and find meaning, really. Thanks for listening.