Stories and Paintings
Ronald Guitar was born in Little Rock, Arkansas in 1942. The youngest of seven children, Ronald stood out among his siblings as a gifted child, and one with a massive, pineapple-shaped birthmark on his left cheek. His father, Herman, was an angry tennis coach with long hair. His mother, Ethel, was a cake decorator... Continue Reading →
When I was a child I loved going to Mr Herbert's music shop. It was filled with the most wonderful sounds. Saturday mornings I would go with my sister and ask Mr Herbert to show us a new instrument. He would play for us and then let us have a turn. Or he would just... Continue Reading →
It was a hot August night in Osaka. Mossy, myself and the rest of the band were back at the hotel room. Normally after a gig the room would be an orgy of drinking, feasting, dancing, sword fights, amateur dental surgery, impromptu taxidermy and half-naked circus folk, more often than not resulting in the arrest... Continue Reading →
Deep in the enchanted forest, nestled in the shimmering glade, was an elf village. Happily, and unbeknown to nearly all the other woodland creatures, the elves went about their daily business. In the morning they picked baskets full of melodious merryberries, then washed them in the sparkling harmony stream. The elves laid the glistening berries... Continue Reading →
"There's a pirate coming up the stairs," said Daz. "He's got a machine gun! Thirty seconds to contact!" "What are we going to do?" said Andy. "I can't stop a machine gun." Cam snapped his fingers. "Human Voltron," he said. "What?" said Andy. "Well, you can't stop a machine gun. Neither can I." "But together..."... Continue Reading →
If the other pirates were not alert to Drum's presence before, that grenade blast gave them the heads up. Drum knew he didn't have much time. He snuck alongside a tall platform at the ship's edge, and hurried along a narrow passage where a single steel guardrail was the only thing between him and a... Continue Reading →
Drum made a quick detour to the men's room. If video games had taught him anything, it was that enemies become more difficult to defeat the further you progress. Now just three foes stood between him and the final boss, Randy Van Funk, and he didn't want to face them with the added pressure of... Continue Reading →
Drum continued along the deck. He glanced around a corner and saw two pirates leaning against a shipping container, smoking a joint. They were Fluorescent Android's percussionist, Ziggy Krisp, and keytarist, Ramesh Cohen. Drum climbed up onto the container and moved with ninja stealth out above them. He took a small woodpecker from his sock,... Continue Reading →
Defence preparations continued on the bridge as Andy gave Cam, Daz and Miles a crash course in hand-to-hand combat. Though he had received no formal training, Andy had seen the movie Ong Bak twice, and was therefore deemed most qualified to act as Sensei. The four of them worked up a sweat during their precision... Continue Reading →
Drum climbed two flights of stairs and put the shopping bags down next to a door that opened onto the deck. Compelled by a feeling that was part premonition and part déjà vu, he then loaded his pockets with as many items as he could. He also carried one item in his hand. As he... Continue Reading →
