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Bryan Endersstocker (10.25.11)
Bryan EndersstockerBryan Endersstocker was born on a small island in the Mediterranean to a family of muscat grape farmers. He came from hard‑working, stained‑ankle vineyard stock, but the farming island life never appealed to him. Bryan brooded as a boy, absorbing the work of Kierkegaard, Camus, and Simmons (Gene Simmons, that is) and studiously taught himself to play the harpsichord in the abandoned church on the island.
One day he befriended a gypsy who had floated to the isolated farming village on a piece of driftwood, along with her sifaka, Florica. They were escaping the brutal repression of the Roma people in France. Bryan led them to the abandoned church to hide—where, upon seeing the harpsichord, Florica began playing the most beautiful gypsy, harpsichord music. Together, Florica and Bryan started a band called the Absurd, which produced baroque-style music with a gypsy flair and asemic lyrics which sounded like whale calls.
Bryan grew tired of always being confused with the right-wing black metal band from Germany, when they played shows. So one day, after a show in Louisville, Kentucky, he bade farewell to Florica (who was in any case beginning to trouble him with her increasingly more meaningful lyrics) and thumbed a ride from a couple of shady-looking clowns who dropped him off in front of the NO BORDERS library. And the rest, as they say, is unterseeboot.