I was born and raised in the Ohio Valley area in Henderson, Kentucky and have been a fixture on the local music scene for 10 years. With the idea in mind that no one ever actually reads bios, let me just say banana hognose pickenswitch blarg. Haltrath and fleer nook hawkinfutch. Dithersnitch bowfinkle geen pook, walo beekly rafs. Scaggle huth tushin foit.
That having been said, there are a few points of interest about me that some of you "hard-at-work" web surfers might be bored enough to read.
I've has been playing music since I was about 5 years old, when I first got a little four-stringed ukulele from Dad. Several members of my family also have musical talent, some of whom play in the area. So, as they say, “I comes by it honest.”
I played oboe in grade school and junior high. I realized quickly I would need to be willing to forgo receiving any interest from the opposite sex for the duration of my education. So....
While studying the guitar, I quickly learned that there are things in this world much better than higher learning and degrees.
Soaking up musical styles from anyone my pitiful fake I.D. could afford me, I got the stage bug at around 19 years old. On hand and knee, I went to Grandma for a loan. A few Yamaha this and Peavey that and I was on my way to freedom, baby. “Borrowing” cover song ideas from area talent, I set out to entertain the masses.
My former project, adult alt-rock band and local success story, "wellhello" enjoyed packed houses at every show, sold out of CDs, and climbed to number one on top radio stations.
LISTEN AT http://cdbaby.com/cd/wellhello
My main goal is to keep doing what I love for as long as I am able. I’m one of luckiest men alive to have enjoyed my job for so long.
I’d play and sing and write even if I was the only one who cared, but I definitely love to see people smile back at me when I’m givin’ it hell on stage. ________________________________________________________________________ Lindsey has a wife and daughter. In his free time, he sucks at pool, poker, Xbox, and fishing. He considers Carl Sagan and George Carlin equally powerful deities whom he worships regularly with a sacrificial malted beverage.