Rob plays bass. He’s been a card carrying commando in the Nick Colt Cult for 30 some odd years. Rob’s credits include a very nice opera libretto about the re-birth of Venus and, a goofy literature website that wants to be a 19th century Art salon when it grows up. By any measure, this is a vanity project. Professionally retired from kitchens, he watches too much sports and hopes the light stays on.