I Am…

Who is Joe?

Joe is every man. He's Joe six-pack...Joe Shmoe, Joe Blow, Joe Cool, Camel Joe, Joltin' Joe, Broadway Joe and even and especially, Joe Mamma. He could be anybody. He's one of us. Just your average Joe. He could be the guy at the end of the bar or the nobody bagging your groceries. Or maybe he's the kid on the corner with a pocketful of trouble and that look in his eye....nothing special at first glance. Another face in the crowd. You could say he's just like you and me. But while the world sleeps on in ignorant bliss, Joe is wide AWAKE...

What is Con?

Con is a double-edged sword: It is a gift, though at times it can seem like a curse. Con may be a mask, but it is first and forever a voice behind that mask. Con is a shield, a sword, and a light in dark places. Yet it is also the darkness personified. Con is with, even when it is against. But again, the opposite is also true. Con is not a trick or a gimmick. It is not a game. It is most definitely not what you expected. Con is a roadmap: from the mind, through the heart, to the whole beyond the Code of the Soul...Con is speaking to all of us.

Joe Con is the Latest Updated Version of the Ancient Myth.

Joe Con is the Word Made Fresh...

Joe Con emerged from the bluegrass covered hills of his old Kentucky home at seventeen, forsaking the life he'd been given, the life he'd always known. He followed in the steps of Rimbaud, Dylan, Guthrie and Kerouac. He learned to be someone else, on the road, in your land and my land, with no direction home. He read Marx and Kafka and Hesse and the Bagavhad Gita. He listened to Beethoven and Hendrix and Howlin' Wolf. He danced with the sinners and sang with the saints in pursuit of the oasis we call the Real American Dream. He headed west for the promised land of California, seeking to find the proverbial gold at rainbow's end just like every other wide-eyed, wandering, mystical adventurer and dreamer who has heard the call and taken the trip...and, like so many before him, Joe discovered that reality is far less beautiful than the storybooks lead us to believe. Thrown into the cesspool of squalor that is San Francisco's Tenderloin district to sink or swim alongside cross-dressing hookers and their suit-and-silk-tie Johns, dodging or digging zombie crackheads broken as their own old vials, stumbling in front of indifferent police, witnessing obsene wealth and poverty living next door to one another, misery and happiness stacked so close there's barely room to breathe, all under a psychadelic golden gate sky calmly brimming with all the power and potential of a fuse just before it's blown or lit, Joe Con experienced a spiritual awakening not unlike prince Siddhartha's upon first leaving his palace and venturing past the castle walls to find a world of suffering and death outside. Thus Joe Con came to be Awake. And thus began the formative artistic renaissance of a young man whose life, words and myth are destined to forever alter the written word, and the world, as we now know it. Joe Con's debut album is called Awake and Dreaming...

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