In 1992 I moved to Los Angeles and continued to tour coast to coast as well as working in and around L.A. By January of 1995 I released my first Comedy record "Purveyor of Filth".

     I call it a record because I am 33 years old but most call it a CD. It is also available on Cassette because I found over the years that most of the Comedy clubs in the country seem to advertise for comedy patrons in the Thrifty Nickel or on Radio Stations that have a target audience of 18-75 year old men and women who have known a close family member intimately and consider that encounter to have been a valuable lesson in how to raise their children in the cold, hard community of a trailer park. So I, being of sound business acumen, made my Comedy record available on both formats.

     The CD is more than just comedy. I wanted to show my fans that the Art of comedy can be much more than just jokes and funny faces. The first half of the record is 30 minutes of live, uninterrupted, Stand up Comedy.

     I also decided to include some of my prose on the record in the form of spoken word. While the prose is not comedy in the traditional sense it comes from the same place as my comedy. It has been called everything from brilliant twisted ramblings to the sick scratchings of an obviously, sociopathic malcontent. Both are right.

     I also threw in a song that explains how the men in this country feel about Alanis Morsette's obviously,  sociopathic ramblings. (I choose the word country for a reason.)

     It was the release of "Purveyor of Filth" that precipitated the changes that have brought me to where I am today. My Comedy work began to slow down a bit. That situation was driven by a combination of factors. The Most of which was the cover art and CD art of the record. It seemed to scare the Club owners to death.

     One thing I learned about the Comedy biz is that suit and tie jag offs run it and they all tend to be intimidated by an artist with any kind of confidence and aggressiveness. How can they hold you down and pay you less if you have drive and determination. The last thing a Comedy Club owner needs is a Comic with big ideas and an insatiable appetite for the weird and twisted. "My god he may drive the cost of the comedy arts through the roof, and why should we share the profits with the very people who make it possible for us to make any profits?"

     The problem is that the Club owners do not have any idea that the Comedy industry rides on the back of the Artist. Not the Comic, the Artist. It is the Artist that draws the public to the flame. The Clubs simply tell the public that the Artist is coming, It is the Art that draws them in. Should the patrons come and discover that the comic they came to see is in fact no artist, but rather a blathering uninspired hack, they will not be back. It is that simple.

     The Comedy business, like most other forms of entertainment, has eroded away at the hands of incompetent greed heads who have no love for the Fine craft that has become the core of my very being. Comedy it not just my Art - it is also my soul.

     As Comedy Clubs closed and the Industry was in the process of trying to learn from it's mistakes, the worst of the crop seemed to be eating up most of the available work on the Comedy circuit. More and more I would run into top Comedians who had been forced to give up comedy in order to make ends meet. The glut of everyone becoming a comic had run its course. The gravy train had been derailed. I found myself spending a lot of time in the Midwest, where most of the work was. My CD was selling well in the stores in my home town of Kansas City and I began to do special appearance shows in KC, I met a Radio Station Program Manager who had taken a liking to my CD. He offered me a job at the Station and I accepted. I was hired to create a Show with a standard morning format but he wanted me to do it on Saturday mornings from 8 to noon. I immediately began the process of developing the concept of an original show. And that Show is Saturdays Morning with Emery Emery and Rain on KY 102.

     So here I am. Back in Kansas City, doing a radio show and special appearances around the Midwest. Relax.... it won't last long. I am sure I will be fired soon enough for telling it like it is. That has always been my problem, I have never learned that every once in a while you have to lay down and let someone stand on your testes in full dive gear and two filled tanks.

     So rest easy Kansas City, it will all be over soon enough. The less you struggle the less you will be hurt by my opinions and ideas. I will have my way with you all, just act like you enjoy it and I may not be brought to anger.