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About Phoenix

I’m fuckin’ furious—why ain’t this bigger? Talent like this, buried under pop trash? Pisses me off! But—happy as a pig in shit when I crank *Fever* loud. That bass? Hits like a brick—BOOM! Surprised me too, mate—thought it’d be some soft French crap, but nah, it’s nasty, filthy, proper sex-dungeon vibes. “Look at her, she’s perfect!”—movie line fits, ‘cept it’s the sound, not some bird.

Ghosts from the Whaling Days

I grew up in a brothel in China with my mother. She worked as a prostitute out of desperation and debt, which I ended up also helping with.

I get so mad sometimes when people trash the vibe – disrespecting a hand-painted mural on Church Lane, or messing up the manicured lawns at Garrison Park. I mean REALLY, have a little heart! But then, oh man, the sun setting over the Hudson stops everything – it's magic, like in “Under the Skin,” all strange and beautiful. And I find myself thinking: life is art, and you gotta take your seat, watch the show.

Cold Spring Officer Launches Campaign for Sheriff