I was a child when Horsefeathers was born and fully grown when we disbanded eight years later. The band was my higher education. It taught me everything I needed to know. I applied the lessons I learned to everything I've attempted over the last 50 years...
I'd already honed my percussion skills to some degree by the time Bill Birney and Mick Garris showed up on my family's doorstep and asked if I wanted to be in their band. I'd played in various garage bands, first covering the pop hits of the sixties, and later, with the help of my older hippie friends, doing more eclectic stuff - folk, blues, psychedelia, and even an occasional raga-inspired instrumental. Joining this oddball group of friends seemed like it would be fun.
When I was 18 years old, Horsefeathers changed my life. I'd never been in a band before, and, despite being class clown, was always pretty shy and downright bookish. I read, I drew, I wrote about music for various publications.
My introduction to being in a band came very young. I wanted to play drums but parents said no. A couple of neighborhood friends in high school formed a garage band (with none other than Andy and Mark) but needed a bass player. Guess what instrument I learned? I knew how to play piano not a clue about bass but I learned fast.
Unfortunately our very good friend Mark left us many years ago. We all feel a great sense of loss without him here, especially with the release of our old music and this website. So all of us are going to say a few words about him. Click Read More to hear about Mark.