Hi, friend. My name's Bradlee. I write timeless pop songs and transmit them over the web, free of charge. How come? Well 'cause I think music is way too expensive, and it hurts people like you with very little disposable income. You're not wealthy. And that grosses me out.

EARLY CHILDHOOD

From about the age of 6, I displayed an innate ability to mimic nature sounds and bird calls. Animals did what I told them, and humans respected me. What's strange is that none of this great stuff really affected me. I floated above it nonchalantly. And literally. That's why I'm important to science.

TEENAGE LIFE

This was a really rough time for me. Kids at school didn't get me. They didn't understand what I was all about. I tried to discuss French literature and chess openings on the playground, but nobody cared. Not even me. I was vaguely suicidal and sick for love.

EARLY TWENTIES

Life became a tumultuous joke. Female buttsex consumed my thoughts, but none of the girls I knew would go for it. I finally gave up my ambitions of east-coast celebrity and moved west, like a Native American pushed away from his KOOLAH BATEEKA MACKA MACKA. That's an ancient Indian witchcraft rod and I don't have time to explain it right now.

PRESENT TIME

Life still sucks. Thanks for coming to my web page, though

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CONTACT: bradlee@skydaddy.com