Zachery Allan Starkey will go down as one of Columbus's stranger homegrown musical exports. A blackhaired, Hitler Youth haircutsportin' dude who embraces the latter end of British postpunk electropop, he can sing offkey for hours and yet can get a dance floor filled at will. Could it be he's one of the nicest guys this city's bratty/catty music scene's ever produced? Quite possibly, quite possibly.
I do know this: you can take the Zac out of Ohio, but you can't take the Ohio out of the Zac. Our loss is the Big Apple's gain, where he moved in 2010. High Street hasn't been the same without him. We talked recently.
ZS: I've missed you, Johnny Go, what have you been up to?
JP: Why, thank you, Zachariah's RedEye Saloon! I've been finishing my life's work, a book: "How To Get Bitches To Do What You Want On The First Date," by Tony Redunzo, the MakeOut Man." That's the whole title, too. The whole thing is taken from a skit I did in this communications class in the eleventh grade where I read in improvised character a story from National Lampoon called "Tony Redunzo, MakeOut Man."
Whaddya think about that, huh, buddy?