Paul Shepard is a post-human ideational conduit, mattering little as an individual person. He lives in upstate New York and occupies himself with suffering, peace, joy, and arty shit.
“This is not art, this is civil construction; this is spiritual engineering; we are building a highway, connecting human nerves with lightning.”
He holds a B.A. in literature from Bard College, where he studied Creative Writing, literary Modernism, and the poetics of fascism. Several of his poems are in print, including “Pizzle: an Education” (Bard Papers), “Little Child” (Lux), “The Humiliating Aging of Jim,” “The Language-Hole,” and “The Experiments” (A Light in April). He has published a number of articles in the Boston area for backbay.patch.com andsouthend.patch.com, examining rat infestation, exhibitionistic pranksterism, artisan ice-cream, and other social problems.
He is author and inventor of “MY LIFE WITH RAWHEAD,” a channeled collage depicting that tyrannical Boogieman, the unwelcome “freelance personal savior,” Rawhead, in the form of a Poetry Film.
POETICALLY his work is governed by the polarity of “Continuous THOPO” on the one hand – an evolving ‘maximalist fantasy’ of autopoesis – and “The Star-White Doe,” a refracted image of redemption and purifying passion in the arms of his beloved.
MUSICALLY his forms include: T-ROOSTERS – that basement-folk metamilk fraternal duo, full of swamp-yankee severity; THE ARTPUNK BAND — That one-of-a-kind jamfolk phenomenon — lit by the rolling imagination and jagged, playful wisdom of the indefatigable Dr. T and flanked by his unsilencable sons; DOC LOBOTOMY – that Hip-Hop Monster, a chemical-weapon nursery fulla snakepit poetry – leading the way in the SmartCrunk revolution.