In 1996, I was writing music in my college dorm room on a Tascam (tape) 4-track with the assistance of an old drum machine and effects processor. Many of these late night musings would later be used on my first album "molting." I had found my place within an underground scene that accepted my trained vocals and theatrical oddness. Many of these peers began calling me Flutter. Was it the wings on my back or my presence? Or, a little of both? All I know is that Flutter was born out of an inspired interaction between artist and audience.