Favorite bands :
Yonder Mountain String Band, The Grateful Dead, The Sam Bush Band, Railroad Earth, Phish, Pink Floyd, The Arctic Monkeys, Oasis, moe., The Beatles, Bela Fleck and the Flecktones, Tea Leaf Green, Bill Monroe, The Black Crows, Blue Highway, Blueground Undergrass, Blues Traveler, Bob Dylan, The Band, Bob Marley and the Wailers, Cake, Charlie Daniels, The Cherry Pooping Daddies, Cream, Can You Tell Yet That I Am Just Reading Off My Itunes, No Because nobody is actually reading this, Why Do I Bother, Dave Mathews Band, David Grisman Quintet, Earth Wind and Fire, The Eels, Foghat, The Foo Fighters, Coldplay, Frank Zappa and the Mothers, Any of Mr. George Clinton's Groups, The Weather Report, The Mavovintza Orchestra, Jet, John Coultrane, Johnny Cash, Kansas, Led Zeppelin, Leftover Salmon, Lynyrd Skynyrd, Maynyrd Furgeson, Mountain, New Monsoon, Old and In the Way, OAR, Outcast, Why Do I Keep Typing, No One Is Reading This, The Police, Primus, REM, Radiohead, Rage Against the Machine, Rancid, The Red Hot Chili Peppers, The Roots, The Seldom Scene, U2
Favorite guitarists :
Jerry Garcia, Bob Weir, George Harrison, Trey Anistiso, Adam Ajala, Doc Watson, Keller Williams, B.B. King, James Nash, Todd Shaefer, Im done
Favorite bassists :
Here we go, somthing I care about. Victor Wooten, Jaco Pastorius, John Paul Jones, Paul Chamberlain, John Entwhistle, Les Claypool, Flea, Geddy Lee, Aston "Family Man" Barret, Sting, Cliff Burton, Sam Grisman, Krist Novelest, Phil Lesh, Testa Oguwa, Steve Harris, Paul McCartny, Chris Wolstenholm, Geezer Butler, Justin Chanclor, Dan Briggs, Marcus Miller, Ryan Martini, Mike Dirnt?, John Ro Myung, Duff McKagyn, Matt Freeman, Roger Waters (didnt mean to put him so low), Tim Commerford, Jack Bruce, Adam Clayton, Chris Squire, Eric Wilson, John Deacon, Bootsy Collins, Mark King, Michale Marning, Stanley Clarke, Larry Graham, That Will be Enough For Now
Favorite books :
The Real Book Volumes 1, 2, 3, 4, The Fake Book, The Real Easy Book, Searching For The Sound: The Phil Lesh Biography, All Seven Harry Potter Books-They KILL THE MOVIES. Most of John Stienbeck's Work. Any book about Music History.
Favorite tv :
Sunday: ICE ROAD TRUCKERS!!!!!, The Simpsons, King of the Hill, American Dad, Family Guy...WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO MALCOM IN THE MIDDLE!
Monday: HOUSE!!! Its my favorite by far.
Tuesday: NCIS and Hells Kitchen. Id go gay for Chef Ramsey.
Wednesday : Criminal Minds. One of CBS's best accomplishments.
Thursday: CSI Las Vegas, Tougher in Alaska LOL!
Friday. MAN VS. WILD. NUMB3RS
Saturday: TV sucks today. Im lucky if I can be entertained by freaking 48 Hours Mystery.
Favorite movies :
There Will Be Blood, Cloverfield, 300, Thank You For Smoking, Ladder 49 made me Cry, Dude Who Stole My Car? Probally Not, The Simpsons Movie, Superbad was Stupid DONT WATCH IT. I can also say prowdly that I have not nor ever will watch Napoleon Dynamite. Oh that Rugrats movie where they went to France was tight. Titanic was HORRIBLE!! A ship sinking is hardcore, LeDeCap Sinking is Stupid. Even if i met the man, or in my case woman, of my dreams, after three freaking days I would not let drowning ruin the rest of my life. UNDER THE TUSCAN SUN IS THE WORST MOVIE TO EVER BE MADE. Whats that Movie where Robin Williams goes to Heaven. That movie was stupid. The Passion of the Christ perhaps.
I am Collin Ingram. You are the internet. How does it feel to be the fall of humanity. Wait you dont have feelings, feelingless piece of silicon.
Anyway I am from India. As an egg I floated across the Indian, and then the Pacific Ocean until I landed on the shores of Wyoming. When I hatched the man said: STUPID NOSE! This was the first defining moment of my childhood. Growing up for me was normal. I really, really, really, really, liked Dandelions. Me and my squirrel friend Acorn would pick them every chance we would get.
When I was 3 me and my friend went camping in the woods when a Grizzly bear attacked our six person tent. I knew the only thing to do was to fight him with a flashlight. He retreated into the woods but came back. Soon Daffy Duck was attacking from the rear. Thankfully my trusted 1979 Ford F-250 flew from the woods and scared the two away. The three of us then went to the local bar and listened to the band until three o clock in the morning. It was great.
In Kindergarten I needed to destroy the Ant nation that was threatening to destroy the 2 room school house that I called home. Those bastards, though, were smart enough to set a prickly pair trap. I cried and cried and soon the ant nation took over my school. I was forced to go to school with the elitist bastards of the Wyoming public school system.
And...it took its toll. On the school bus one day I boarded the bus and within 2 minuets 33 seconds I realized that was going to engage in battle with one of those poops that, well, wont take no for an answer. I pooped and I pooped and I pooped until it was all down my pant leg. When I got to school I realized that it had rained in town that day so I developed the excuse that I had fallen into a puddle of mud. And it would have been completely believable had I not smelt of shit. I was taken into the locker room where the principal wiped me down until there was no more poop on my young skin.
Life went on but it is going to be hard for anyone to socially accepted after a pant pooping incident. By second grade I was looking for a release. I was hanging out at my friends house when he handed me his cigarette while he went down stairs. I took a puff or too and sooner or later I was a pack a day second grader. I kept this up for about two months but after discovering that my friend had robot legs I quit so that I could beat his 6:57 mile time. If I did this his legs would short out and he would be my good ol' friend again.
The last three of my elementary school years were spent digging a hole to Indonesia and building a super plane to fly through it. I needed to do this because the public workers of my town were planing a hostile takeover. I built my fort on a island in one of my towns man made lakes. The mere act of building a super plane and a fort was enough to send the public workers back to oil fields of Oregon. I could have chased and caught them, but I chose not too, a decision I would soon regret.
By middle school I was doing my best to be a popular kid, just like I saw on such Nick hits as "As Told By Ginger" and "Drake and Josh" I did this by wearing DC brand shoes and listing to bands such as Linkin Park, and G Unit. I hated the music and the shoes gave me chronic back aches, but it was what I had to do to make the popular kids hate me even more.
But by eighths grade I realized that I hated everything that defined my personality. So I did as any outcast would do, and pretend that I could like Outcasts lastest hit "Hey Ya". About to give up and start smoking again I came to a realization that, the only way to be a popular kid is to be a rock star. I formed my band, The Filter Kings and we were about to make it big, with our concept album about a girl named Nicole.
We got signed and everything but those damned public workers formed the band Fall Out Boy. Armed with All Star bassist, and former City of Cody irrigation analyst Peter Wentz they took the contract that my band was about to get. I cried myself to sleep every night. The stress was too much to take. So I did what ever teenager that had a crappy romance life, no friends, no hope, and no future would do...become a huge fan or progressive bluegrass.
Now things are looking up. There are even a few girls who talk to me now. WHATS UP WITH THAT! I am even in another band that is going to get record deal and is going to, musically of course finish off those bastard Public workers.