BAND BIO
Stosch Dembitsky
Stosch grew up living with lots of different people in western Colorado. He is an old soul who has loved music for many life times. When he was seven years old he found his weapon of choice, the guitar. He always knew, win or lose, that playing the guitar was ultimately what he wanted to do with his life. This made for many struggles during his long journey. Many people thought he was insane and after being heavily medicated for mental illness, he realized that he wasn't. Fresh off the meds, which he despised, he took his guitar playing to another level. He dropped out of high school with the hopes of starting a band, which is harder than it looks or sounds. After couch surfing all over the west and having many strange encounters with drugs and alcohol he finally moved back home to settle down with a group of friends... and the fractal family was born!
Also you can find him on myspace. Just serch his name.
Bailey Vince
The story of Bailey Vince finds it humble beginnings in a rural Western Colorado town called Montrose. In those days, Montrose wasn't known as the rhythm capital of the third world but that was soon to change. Instead Mo-town (as he so affectionately refers to it) was known for its teen pregnancy rate, fine mexican shwag, and world-class meth production -- all presented in a charming cowshit-scented atmosphere.
Being the first in a long line of dynamic drumming child prodigies, it was soon discovered that young Bailey's rhythmical genius knew no bounds. By the age of two, Bailey had written 42 pot-and-pan concertos and performed regularly at Montrose's increasingly popular venue "The Kitchen Floor." After seeing backstage footage of Ginger Baker playing White Room while simultaneously eating a hamburger, young Bailey decided that the drumset is where he should curb his enthusiasms.
By early adolescence Bailey had attended over 420 drum circles, ditched approximately 224 consecutive periods of symphonic band, and received the illustrious "nice try" award from the world renowned Montrose High School Symphonic and Marching Band Program.
It was around this time that Bailey began to develop a new musical relationship with life-long acquaintance Stosch Dembitsky. They soon developed into a songwriting team and between 1998-2001 performed together as a guitar and electronic drum duo.
In 2002 Bailey attended the Berklee College of Music in Boston, MA. During his short but potent stay at Berklee, Bailey learned many things about music and life. Emersion in such a culturally diverse and urban setting was almost overwhelming. His self-taught, non-traditional style proved less than popular with the Berklee professors, who told him: "you'll never be taken seriously until you learn proper technique." Never having been one to want people to take him seriously, Bailey concluded that he must be on the right track.
Back in Mo-town, Bailey and Stosch continued to elaborate on the fractal-framework they had established with renewed ambition. With hard work and perseverance, their musical concepts began to bloom into a bouquet that is now very real and very, very smelly.
JOEL WALLER
He was a quiet man. Born in Montrose, Colorado, he has spent most of his life (so far) in that area.
His early musical training was in public school bands in which he played bass clarinet. Since few rock bands needed a bass clarinet, he opted for the electrical guitar version of bass.
Other interests of his include bad horror and science fiction films, exceptionally pretty girls, and video games (which may explain the lack of the presence of aforesaid girls).
Musical influences include his dad, Stanley Clark, Primus, Miles Davis, Joe Satriani, Incubus, 311, Frank Zappa, and many others.
We close with a quote from Joel himself: "If you walk in mud, you better expect to get wet dirt on your shoes. The road to success is a mucky pathway with mud monsters lurking about. Sometimes you have to fight one of these mud monsters, and you'll get mud on your hands, face, chest, breast, neck, and head. Then what do you do? You get your nice new gentleman's jacket muddy from the mud monsters' mucky pathway.”
Hey every one....it's Joel, find me on myspace if you have time.
I can also be found on the fallowing sites: www.virb.com , www.jambase.com , www.imeem.com , www.facebook.com , and some others that I'll update some other time.
MICHAEL SCHERR
By age seven, Michael knew music was destined to be a great part of his life. He entered a songwriting contest for earth day and out of fifty kids under the age of fifteen won the competition with famous lyrics like “look at the trees see them waving, without them we'd be dead. Recycling CO2 is what they gotta do, to produce Oxygen."
Anyhow the next seven years of his musical experience consisted of a variety of teachers trying to teach him classical piano which never really allowed sufficient self-expression. High school arrived and subsequently so did improvisation through the form of Jazz. He bought his first synthesizer, began studying improv at band camp in Maine, and, at seventeen, played his first professional gig in a six-piece jazz combo called the Jazz Commitments.
While in college, funk and rock took the front seat, and he paid for his "extra-curricular" activities with gig money and his first real band (yes, a cover band) called Third Rail. He also began composing in a funk jam-rock band called Deep Like Sally who opened for Derek Trucks, G-Love and Special Sauce, Strange folk and Jazz Mandolin Project.
After college, directionless and looking for a sign, a buddy from college called and told Michael he was moving to Telluride, Colorado. After a couple years of playing private parties, weddings and in a few jazz, funk, rock and reggae bands, Stosch heard him play and knew he could make it as a son of the addicted.