PUNK ROCK. ART & NOISE.

Jimmy Flame

"Rock 'n' roll ain't nothin' but a thang, yeah!"

I've been making noise since the '90s. Well, the '80s really if you count beating on a shitty drumkit with wooden spoons and cymbal stands made from broomsticks and nails to hold everything together! All of that hilarity and chaos eventually led to playing other people's basements, garages, and eventually to performing on actual stages in front of raucous audiences. Twenty years cutting my teeth in Seattle's super fun underground punk scene fronting bands like Jimmy Flame and the SexXy Boys and The Schmidtaholics; along with a zillion others, packing sweatboxes like The Funhouse, The Storeroom, Zak's 5th Ave. and so on. I played everywhere and anywhere that would let me, all up and down the west coast, Canada (when they'd let me in - haha), Mexico, the whole USA, small towns, big towns, shitty venues, gigantic shitty venues (you know the snooty ones that are like, "only the best for our precious audience" then fuckin' Jimmy Flame shows up and ruins everyone's good time - haha!). Hell, sometimes even a newspaper would write something nice about me. I always thought that was cool. But really, the motivation was simpler than that: I just wanted to make people feel something, including myself, and to shake them out of their everyday routine - give them a taste of raw, unfiltered energy. Where that comes from is a whole ass other story . . .

Now holding it down on the East Coast closer the where I grew up in Maryland, I still strive to channel that exact DIY ethos into new punk rock n roll records and singles (it only took two decades to afford a home studio!), custom-built VSTs at Atomic Grease, software and website builds, and comic book illustrations. Art! It's all art! No corporate polish, unless they pay like a mother fucker. Just loud guitars, sloppy ink, and raw energy.