The beat behind the Voodoo Daddies, and never without his trademark grin, Kurt pounds away at those drums like there's no tomorrow (he gave himself the lessons as a present upon graduating college). He's sometimes hard to spot behind his glass, but his fishie keeps a watchful eye over all. A strict vegetarian, he also sports Doc Martens with his suit, and was the *first* Daddy to go without a hat. He's a gentle soul, but under all that sweetness, has a *wicked* sense of humor.
Sage
words from the Man Without a Hat:
"I was
kinda bummed at the extremely undersized dolphin tank but I don't want
to dwell on that."
"We
passed over the Rockies at dawn but I cannot come up with the words to
describe the beauty of this scene...traveling with my brothers through
this wilderness scene on the way to a sold out show in Vancouver."
"It
was surely one of the most memorable encores in big bad voodoo history."
"In
Montana, that's pronounced 'butte'."
"The
crowd goes wild."
'Doing
that 'do
Kreepy
Kurt - LOVE
that suit
Kissy
Kurt - wow...something
new
I
see you...- in
Vega$$
Um...
-
uh...yeah
Think,
young Jedi - look!
over here!
Here
fishie, fishie... - hi
Kurt!
Hippy
Daddy - back
in the day...
A
new career? - yeah,
they spelled his name wrong...
So,
the hair... -
Meisje meets Kurt @ Roseland
'Doing
his thang in NYC - my,
but it was HOT that night
