an albino who plays drums in one of New York's most
notorious rock bands. At first glance, he could pass
for Ziggy Stardust with see-through skin and pale
rose-colored eyes. But don't let the appearance fool
you. Armed with a pair of Ray Bans, a generous coating
of sun block, and a set of drumsticks in his back pocket, he
stands braced on the edge of a new millennium.
This latter day Odysseus skirts the quaking
fault-line of social upheaval and myth, dipping is toes in
liquid flame while contemplating the stars. And for the
price of a song, he might be willing to take you on a dark
journey of the soul, through backstage parties and back
alley brawls, before confronting the most demented killer
that the East Village ever produced.