Alex Johnson

Alex was raised in the suburban wasteland of Long Island, NY.  Called a metal-head from a young age, he was taught to curse by Axl, how to head-bang by Hetfield and Ulrich, and then graduated to Nirvana with the rest of the class; there were even a few forays into hip-hop scattered throughout the years.  He learned through high school escapes to NYC’s “The Limelight,” “Irving Plaza,” “Roseland,” “CBGB,” “St. Mark’s Place,” and other clubs, that there was good music to be found, it just was not on the radio or MTV.  It had to be sought out and, preferably, seen live.  While still a lover of metal, he grew to appreciate all types of music, and developed a love for jazz, Phish, and the Grateful Dead.  Alex looks for artists who take chances with their music, and respects artists of any genre who are passionate about their sound and vision, while maybe showing us a thing or two we haven’t heard before – or at least, that’s what he keeps telling himself.