• QuickTime
• | Flash
• | iPod

All told we have four housemates: Paul, Deryn, and two cats named Fezzik and Inigo. Paul is the most musical of the bunch, probably owing both to a steady love of indy rock and his very human opposable thumbs.

Paul is ‘kiwi’ from Wellington, New Zealand, and he’s an all-around good guy. I can always count on hearing some fairly peculiar sounds wafting out from his red-lit, homemade studio. Every now and then, also, he’ll clue me in to some as-of-yet unknown band. He’s a great source of ‘cutting edge.’

Tragically, my relationship to music is not as well developed as it seems to be with Paul. I have a few things I like, but mostly I’m unimpressed. And now I’ve reached the age where keeping up with the ebbs and flows of music culture is exceedingly exhausting. I don’t know how Paul does it. It’s got to be love…