Rockism 101 discussion

You know how they have those author blurbs in the back of books, usually right beneath a photo of the author of the book?

This thread is for all members of Rockism101 to write a blurb for themselves - whether you are actually an author or not doesn't matter.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR Ed Wagemann was raised in a small Midwest town (population 3,000)that lay on a wooded hillside overlooking the Illinois River just a few miles south of Peoria, Illinois. In 1991 he moved to Chicago and became a student of urban life. He nested in a variety of lower income neighborhoods over the next 15 years while working an assortment of odd jobs including; janitor, cashier/host at a health food restaurant, a telemarketer, bag boy at a grocery store, bicycle messenger, a nude model for an art college, a doorman at a Rush Street bar, a tutor at Columbia College, intern for a literary agent, package handler for UPS, bartender, framer/fitter, furniture repairman, repo man, delivery driver, carpet installer, photo assistant, Maxwell Street vender, security guard for a government subsidized apartment complex, gym attendant at a health club, a machinist and a sorter at a thrift shop. He experienced stints on welfare, collected unemployment and slept in homeless sheltlers. He published short pieces in Sport Literate, Hair Trigger 18, and ReRun magazines. In 1997 he won a Golden Circle Award for his non-fiction essay Streetball Junkie and obtained a piece of paper that insisted he had Master’s Degree in Creative Writing from Chicago’s Columbia College. Currently Ed is a substitute teacher for Chicago Heights School District, a flag football coach, and a sergeant in the Air Force National Guard. Ed has one son and one daughter.


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Ed wrote: "ABOUT THE AUTHOR Ed Wagemann was raised in a small Midwest town (population 3,000)that lay on a wooded hillside overlooking the Illinois River just a few miles south of Peoria, Illinois. After obta..."

No shit?

ABOUT THE AUTHOR It has taken Dr. Detroit over 50 years to get over growing up in Detroit. Some would say it shows. He is a notorious shut-in and 70's snob (and an anomaly amongst his peers in that he hates both the Beatles and Bob Dylan), with a serious dislike for most of the human race and Miss America and sunlight and Christmas and birds tweeting and alarm clocks and goth kids and disc jockeys rattling off the wind chill factor. Married with three kids, he's fully convinced that for the most part, rock music became utterly useless around, oh, 1990, exactly 97.3% of all modern pop music smells like something Charlie Sheen would take out for a night on the town, "art," as a concept, blows, and that hip hop isn't really music at all, technically. He likes fun music, music that makes his liver quiver and his bladder splatter which, by definition, omits most singer/songwriters, i.e., people strumming guitars they can't afford and don't deserve whilst intoning songs all about Themselves and how They feel about events affecting Them in Their lives, all in the trepidant tenor of God pondering whom He might next consign to eternal damnation. He hates all cars - considers them all junk - and to hell with insurance and Henry Ford. He is not mechanically inclined nor "handy" nor "improvisational" nor "clever." He can barely navigate his way out of a toll booth. If only he had paid attention to his dad at all of those Saturday "let's learn about the wonders of the four-stroke engine" bonding sessions when he was a teenager. If the old man had been telling him how Link Wray got that dirty fuzz tone guitar effect in his seminal 1958 instrumental classic, "Rumble," he might have listened.

Raymond wrote: "It turns out there's no better topic than Space Age rock music. The material runs deep. "

Amen.

Space Age rock music. I'm not familiar with that term. Does that refer to Rock from the 50s to 70s?