Armchair Martian is:
Guitar/Vocals - Jon Snodgrass
Drums - Paul Rucker
Bass - Miguel
The story of Armchair Martian began over a quarter of a century ago
somewhere near St. Joseph, Missouri, in a small town referred to only as
"Gnarlytown", where Jon Snodgrass was born in a barn. Jon was born an only
child, but had seven cousins, who also lived on Grandpa's farm. Because of
Jon's rather poor vision, he couldn't work, so he was often left alone with
nothing but Grandpa's country records, a television, which he loved dearly,
and a freezer full of TV dinners. Some say too much time alone watching
daytime TV shows, Hank Williams and TV dinners would be bad for a child,
but most admirers of Armchair Martian would argue that it is what turned
Jon into the creative genius he is. Concerned by Jon's dedication to
frozen food and the television, but inspired by his love for country music,
his mother bought him a shiny red Roy Rogers guitar. After school and
between commercials, Jon would stare at the TV and play country songs...but
they never seemed to come out right. Never the less, he loved that guitar
and he played it every commercial break. One night, as he headed
downstairs to the microwave for a midnight snack, he slipped on a seven
inch, fell down the stairs and knocked himself unconscious, broke the neck
of his precious guitar, and changed the history of rock and roll. When he
regained consciousness and put his glasses back on, he found his guitar
broken. He was devastated. In desperation, he duck taped the neck back on
and gave it a strum, only to find it out of tune. Having hit his head
really hard, distorting his hearing, Jon loved what he heard. Thus the
off-key distorted sound of a broken guitar that has become Armchair Martian
was born.
As a teenager, Jon got his first electric guitar, smashed it, duck taped it
back together and then started a band. The only other musician he knew was
a midget named Chad. Chad also had a guitar, but his midget fingers were
so little that he couldn't reach all five strings...so he made it only have
four. Those midget fingers melded perfectly with Jon's off-key wailing, so
they decided to call their futuristic country project The Doctor Monkey
Experience. Their first recordings were made through the TV and onto a
boom box. Unfortunately, The Doctor Monkey Experience died an early
death, as Chad and Jon found themselves torn apart by their love for the
same woman. Jon found his heart broken as Chad the midget stole his girl.
There and then, Jon decided to head for the high plains of Colorado.
Ft. Collins, Colorado is where we find the hard hitting, lady killing, and
ruckus rousing Paul Rucker. When Paul was only a wee little boy his mother
saw that he had quite a knack for breaking things. Thus, she put drumsticks
in his hands in hopes of channeling his quiet aggressive energy. He began
playing the drums at four, so by the time he reached junior High he had
become one of the most reputable jazz drummers in the western US. In
seventh grade, Paul was disqualified from the Colorado drumming
championships for hitting his drums too hard and twirling has sticks too
much. He gave the finger to the judges and took up the fine art of heavy
metal. From that day forward Paul dedicated his life to hitting the drums
really hard and doing as many cool tricks with his sticks as possible. Did
I mention the ladies? Well, I guess I won't.
The two magically convened in Fort Collins in the early '90s, where they
still reside on break from their rigorous tour schedule. There have been a
number of bass players since the band formed. For the first record it was
a guy named Steve who never sweats, drinks or goes to the barber, but left
the band to join the Army. Then lady stealing Little Chad came back and
played bass for awhile, and recorded some songs, but when Jon refused to
change the name back to The Doctor Monkey Experience, Little Chad stole his
current girlfriend and went back to Gnarlytown, where he drinks happily
today. After Little Chad came Big Chad. Big Chad played for a while, but
he is a big rockstar and was only playing in Armchair to remind himself
what it was like to play in a band where no one knows who you are.
Currently, Big Chad has gone back to getting panties thrown at him,
because everyone knows who he is. Adam Ant tried out for the band after
that, and was pretty much the one they were looking for, until he saw the
touring van. After Adam came a guy named Whitey, who they got rid of in no
time, because he refused to drive drunk. Finally, the trio is complete
with the addition of Miguel Horatio Pinkero, a South American swinger with
a taste for the finer things in life. He lives in Paraguay, which makes it
really hard to practice, but they don't do much of that anyway.
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