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Master Of Environmental Rock






After two critically acclaimed CD'S, and live performances at all types of different venues too numerous to enumerate - not to mention all those impromptu appearances at public events, activist or otherwise, or perhaps even a supposedly coincidental 'sighting' in the checkout at the local supermarket - like God, Bob the singing Bass Player's amazing ubiquitousness seems  more like omnipresence. "For crying out loud", as he sings in one of his creative marvels, he's "probably right over there". 
Interestingly enough for a solo singing, bass playing act (quite a feat in itself, if one considers the daunting esthetic and logistic challenges inherent in such an undertaking), Bob the Singing Bass Player does not in actuality merely 'sing' or 'play' the bass. No ordinary Luther Vandross/Jaco Pastorious combo is he, but on an infinitely more subtle level, he's a remarkably profound performance artist (a bit more Artaud than P.T. Barnum). The greatness of his art is more akin to the sound of one hand clapping - furiously above the deafening sounds of the void. 





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Just where, one wonders, did this Bob the Singing Bass Player come from? Mars? Northern California? Outer Mongolia? No, no, no. Be it known that Bob came up the hard way. That's right. From an endless dreary wonderbread monotony of that existential morass, a.k.a. SUBURBIA. By age 12, in order to endure the relentlessly crushing boredom, the ponderously perpetual plasticity of white picket fencedom, Bob the Singing Bass Player sought solace in the sounds of Mose Allison, Iggy, Sinatra and the Fugs. Yes, rock and roll surely saved his life. After a nasty little bout of military duty, Bob returned to the world, and began to ponder - like Buddah, the meaninglessness of it all. And amidst the bleakness, he found the true mission in his life: He would become the master of Environmental Rock - The Grand Guru of Eco-Punk. Thus, Bob just keeps going and going, on and on, like a battery. Not disposable, but rechargeable. 




CD #1 CD #2
CD #3 CD #4



13 Tracks, includes 6 solo

Music Sample Additives Shamadditives

Music Sample I Forgot The Cheese

CD $7.00  Tape $5.00 including S+H

CD#2  S+H 

14 Tracks, inculdes 3 solo

Music Sample Dragon in Detroit

Music Sample Batteries

CD $9.00 Tape $6.00 including S+H


11 Tracks

Music Sample Pirate Radio

Music Sample Open Up Your Eyes

CD $8.00 $5.00 including S+H

CD#4  S+H

14 tracks

Music Sample Start Being Cops

Music Sample Free Mumia

CD $6.00 Tape $5.00 including S+H


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