Kevin Buffington is a semi-literate, semi-sane person who (thinks he) has a gifted ear for music. He always wanted to be a rock star, but somehow ended up sitting behind a desk because of a Computer Science degree from Texas A & M.
He's a notorious starter of projects (including two books, four computer games, one company, a screenplay, a comic book, a band, a cross-stitch, several paintings, three Web pages and countless short stories-all of which, he refuses to believe, will never be completed).
A self-proclaimed audio- and video-phile, Kevin can often be found standing slack-jawed in the electronics departments of Best Buy and Circuit City, dreaming of the top-of-the-line equipment he'll never be able to afford.
Kevin's formative years were spent listening to British Invasion and American classic rock, but his life changed forever once he discovered heavy metal, much to the chagrin of his parents. His tastes run the gamut from classical to blues, classic rock to progressive, alt.rock to post-rock yet somehow don't come anywhere near country or rap.
For close to 10 years, he has been playing guitar while blowing loads of money on equipment and annoying the rest of his family, most notably the dog who refuses to come near him. His idols on guitar include Michael Schenker, Kirk Hammett, Yngwie Malmsteen, George Lynch, Zakk Wylde, Gary Moore, Vito Bratta, Joe Stump, Criss Oliva and Link Wray (who made all of the preceding possible). He also thinks John Bush should be handling the vocal duties in every band.
Cursed with a deep and unhealthy affection for '80s hair bands, Kevin harbors the mistaken belief that they will again rule the airwaves in the not-so-distant future. He supports human cloning only if they can bring back Stevie Ray Vaughan.
When not at his day gig or writing reviews of one of the 1000-plus albums in his library, Kevin can usually be found banging away on his guitar and writing bad heavy metal songs the world will (thankfully) never hear. Whatever free time Kevin has left is generally spent writing manifestos railing against the general stupidity of the world and trying to figure out what happened to make radio so bad.
Currently, Kevin resides just outside of Austin, Texas, where he shares a home with his wife and dog.
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