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Surviving 3 attempts of fratricide by the time I was 10.
The only man I knew as father murdered that same year.
My single mother's decent into madness after a lifetime
of compulsive lying and strange secret behavior.
Finally, fleeing out a window from her third husband,
a crazed hillbilly with a shot gun, left home at 15.
Driven into the savage streets of Los Angles that night,
I never looked back.

Taken in and taught the blues by a pimp named Leonard Price,
was able to make a little cash playing in a few clubs
like Babe & Ricky’s Inn on Central Avenue,
were I was the only white guy in the club.

Now, all these years later, I am still alive
and making fierce music in response to the
greek tragedy of this modern gothic tale.

Each new CD is a celebration of the resurrection of
Lazarus Wolf from the desolation of ignominious
obscurity in a trailer park rhapsody.