Scary Manilow of the Spook Lights is one of the area's most entertaining frontmen. The garage-rockabilly four-piece releases their debut 7" for "Teenage Maniac" tonight at a Replay Lounge show with openers the Mouth Breathers. Thus, we felt it worthwhile to ask Mr. Manilow to explain the legths to which he goes in order to live a life as a rock 'n' roll god.
When I'm not onstage blessing an audience with my musical gifts, I'm clouding their minds with drinks at the Replay Lounge. When I'm not flexing my bartending muscles, I'm sacrificing my health for science at the Quintiles Clinical Research facility. For the past fourteen and a half years, Quintiles has afforded me the luxury of pursuing a more worldly lifestyle. In exchange for my blood, urine, sweat, feces, spare time, free will, and preference for a regular, balanced diet, Quintiles grants me a check (or "honorarium" as they call it-- how noble!) to the tune of $175 dollars a day... sometimes more!
My heart expands with pride when I think of all the pharmaceuticals on the market that passed through my body on their way to approval by the FDA-- painkillers, sedatives, blood thinners, laxatives, stroke medication, diabetes pills, anti-psychotics, anti-depressants, and various failed cures for color blindness, gingivitis, and erectile dysfunction. While their name and location may have changed since our first encounter, Quintiles is an institution whose services continue to ripen with maturity... much like the cask-aged, single malt scotch I purchased with my most recent check- er, honorarium. Thank you, Quintiles, for always being a friend.