Published Feb 01, 2000Who are you? Jeremy Miller.
What are you up to? About 5' 7" I think.
Hometown and current HQ: Beamsville ON.
Current HQ: Welland ON (mullet capital of the world).
Current fixations: Girls (isn't that what all guys are fixated on?)
Mind altering work of art (not your own): The album cover for "Look What I Almost Stepped In..." by The Vandals.
Most memorable/inspirational gig and why? Less Than Jake @ The Embassy in London ON. I had no control over my fist pumping actions, the music took care of it for me (sorry to anyone that might have got it in the head that night).
What should everyone shut up about? My mom and how good she is!
Your greatest strength and weakness: Strength: Psychic ability. Weakness: I knew that you would read this.
Your vital daily ritual: My sleepy dance every night before I go to bed.
Guilty pleasure: Emeril ("Let's kick this up a notch, BAM!") Don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about.
If I wasn't playing music I would be: Doing exactly what I am now.
Your most memorable day job: Delivering newspapers for eleven years of my life! (yeah, that's right, I'm a loser).
Best/worst advice received: "Just hold her hand". That can go either way really.
I would drop everything to play a benefit for: Animal Rights.
What makes you want to take it off and get it on? My hormones, I think.
What personal trait would make you kick someone out of your band? And have you? The inability not to grow a nice moustache. Everyone needs one!
When I think of Canada I think: How everyone should look at the world as a whole and forget about this "I AM" crap. We're all the same, no matter where we're from!
Music and sex: Is there a difference? Why? "Let Me Sleep On It, Baby Baby, Let Me Sleep On It, Let Me Sleep On It, I'll Give You My Answer In The Morning".
Strangest brush with celebrity: This one time Jaleel White (Urkel) bumped into me on the street and asked me if he could borrow my shoes. I said that he could if he gave me a piggy back ride to wherever it was that he was going. He needed the shoes so bad that he actually did this. So that night I ended up with him, Eddie Haskel, Pee-Wee Herman, & The Ultimate Warrior in some dank basement. We played poker until the sun came up and then Jaleel gave me my shoes back and said that he would never forget this night and that he would call me sometime. I'm still awaiting that phone call and it's been three years so far. I'm thinking about giving up the waiting game cause I'm pretty sure that it was just a dream.
What does your mom wish you were doing instead? Living at home and mooching off of her whenever I needed something. Oh wait I still do that now.