| About Me: |
This is what they said about me:
Freak is a words guy and singer, with a guitar, and drums, and a moothie, and a kazoo.
A failed guru with inflated ideas of his own divinity, his God-status was revealed to him during a psychotic episode in 1978 and subsequently confirmed by the mushroom man he met on an astral plane to Strathpeffer.
A one time psychiatric patient and ex-arms dealer, his FBI file accuses him of terrorist acts throughout the world, presenting in evidence CCTV footage of him head-butting a left luggage locker in Amsterdam. Freak will not listen to any recorded music except his own; he allows no CDs, tapes or vinyl in his presence in case it disrupts his delicate aura. Cynics say this simply reflects his own insecurity, but he continues to deny all allegations, claiming that he likes nothing better than to curl up in front of an open fire with a book of 18th century poetry ... |
