Artist description Poopy Daddy is dedicated to a post-DaDa vision of a Box. In my case, it's a handsome Box made out of some sort of exotic hand-rubbed wood - like that stuff that clarinets are made out of: Mpingo wood. Anything can go into this Box and, so long as it remains in The Box, it's Fair Game for any sort of humorous or "artistical" treatment it gets while it's in there. The Box, you see, has the same function as The Frame in the world of painting and the visual arts. It defines where the Real World ends and the art-like stuff begins. Thing is, the size and interior capacity of The Box (in fact, the existence of The Box itself), is entirely variable depending on the individual. Sometimes, the hardest thing is getting the individual to recognize that there is, in fact, a Box there at all. Most of the time the contents of The Box are designed to make you laugh (but that's not an absolute rule), and the levels and dimensions of the humor often vary widely (but it's almost always there). You may not like what The Box contains, but that's your problem. Remember: The Box is merely a conceptual convenience, and no matter what contents I put into it, you will see only what you permit yourself to see when you look in there. So, lighten up, already.

Music Style Multi-platform experimental & academic humor/music/noise

Musical Influences Frank Zappa, Alban Berg, Bela Bartok, Sam & Dave, William Schirmer, William Hoskins, Karlheinz (57) Stockhausen, Igor Stravinsky, Black Sabbath, Samuel Barber, Gustav Holst, Ambrosia, Charles Ives, Scott Joplin, Richard Strauss, Cartoons, J.S. Bach, Randy Newman, John Cage, Media & Corporate Stupidity (have you noticed how that Sephora logo looks like a vagina?)

Similar Artists While there probably aren't many popular artists we sound like, I imagine there's a few UNpopular artists we resemble....

Artist History From the analog warmth of the Ancient Modular Moog Synthesizer in Jacksonville University's Electronic Music Lab, through the brittle 8-bit splendor of the Amiga 500 and 2000 on the desktop, and on through various bands, sequences, and situations over the last 20 years/minutes, Poopy Daddy represents the collective work of Evil Bob (with the occasional collaboration/support of various friends - idly dedicated composers mostly). Poopy Daddy continues to represent a localized blend of sort-of-DaDa hand-crafted from many elements including the hopelessness of the New World Order in general, and my own general social unpopularity in particular. I reckon the material herein collected also represents in part a teeny little stream of rarefied academic punk as well. It would not be correct to say that drugs had no hand in the creation of this material, so we won't be saying that. I will say this though (and didn't you just figure I would?): creating this music/stuff is just plain enjoyable even if it has no "reason" to exist and nobody else ever gets to hear it. Hell, I'd be very surprised if there weren't literally millions of us irrelevant little composers scattered across the globe toiling away in our thankless (yet rewarding) exile. It's nice that Mp3.com gives us a way to let our tiny lights shine and alert you people to the fact of our existence - it's almost as good as a 2-sentence reference in Grove's. But I digress.....

Group Members Evil Bob with: Stevie Fingers, Dan Smith, Bear, MS, RSB

Instruments Modular Moog Synthesizer (and many, MANY patch cords), Elka String Machine, Crumar Synth, Micro-Moog, Mini-Moog, Tape, Piano, Yamaha SYG Driver, Amiga, CakeWalk, Chairs, Farts, Misc. Samples, Serendipitous Events as they happened (or didn't happen).

Press Reviews Never had one, never will.

Location Tampa, FL - USA

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