Jim started life raised by wolfs in the wilds of the Schwangunk Ridge, frequenting such disreputable hovels as the infamous * Smitty's, hidden deep in the mountains, as well as various other seedy joints in Rosendale, the town where the 60's are still happening, Where he honed his taste in everything eclectic, while finding time to marry and maintain a professional career as a structural engineer. He took up the sax as a way to channel the wolf sounds he grew up listening to.
Which is perfect for the Eastern European Music we play,.
"Yeah Smitty's...waterholes, naked , LSD, etc. We would drive from the city and spend the weekend in paradise early to mid 70s".