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| Home: About four feet in the air, legs at right angles. Age: Backdated. Profession: Turning '60s nostalgia inside out for a panorama of mythic despair. Hobbies: Spit-polishing his white pant. Dusting off his framed photos of Meher Baba and explaining to his houseguests that they're not pics of Jerry Collonna. Last Book Read: Mod Is Dead by Screaming Lord Sutch. Last Accomplishment: Outdid Todd in turning the arenas of American into quadraphonic synthesizer citadels. Quote: "Rock isn't youth's music, it's the music of the of the frustrated and dissatisfied looking for a panacea." Profile: Convinced that youth today are theologically bankrupt, Peter often retires to his basement laboratory, grafting chimpanzee cerebrum to guitar strings in hopes of coming up with the music of the '80s. Peter has given up his garage mechanic elegance for a Pat Boone imitation... perfect, except for his 5 o'clock shadow. Beer: Boy Howdy! |
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Photo by Neal Preston
