Quinn unleashes his agenda on the audience like a bat to the face. A former commodities broker with a nomadic upbringing he's a student of the world, traveling to more than thirty countries and living in 17 states including every state in New England. He’s been in at least five 6.0+ Earthquakes, two of them while completely naked. He’s been a near victim of a Suicide bombing in Colombo Sri Lanka and cannot stand the taste of cilantro. He is an avid outdoorsman who owns his own machete’. His political savvy is championed only by his desire to breathe the word of the people. He makes a heck of a pitcher of mental Kool-aid and loves to drink it himself. He likes sky surfing, shucking corn, grilling, eagles, (but not grilling eagles) bags of candy, The Beastie Boys, special-ops, eating raw fish, conspiracy theory, light wresting, waves, great literature, hauling sand, Lubrication, earning his downhill, bass, laughter, tears, waxing philosophically, wrangling cattle, horses & cock-fighting. Quinn will never live a "Normal" existence and is perfectly happy with that. His only father figure told him to be a crab fisherman and his grandfather used him to smuggle precious Gemstones into the country. With unconditional love he gains super powers that are of such great intensity that he can spin the earth on the tip of his finger right in front of you. He likes to laugh, wax philosophical and make out.
New England born, product of guts and hard work he takes his lunch pail attitude to the air like every show is his last (on more than one occasion it has been!) To say that he’s a modern day philosopher isn’t fair... There’s no definition for his prophetic views of this world. You only need to sit and have a beer with the guy to realize that he’s been taught by the great professors like Johnny Cash and Steve Earle. He’ll tell you that “Everyone Can find a song for every time they’ve lost, and every time they’ve won” Cantara lives vicariously through the common man, carrying their lives on his shoulders like an iron-willed sherpa ascending the Hillary step. The man is a rock of a human being. Saying he’s steadfast in his convictions is an understatement, Cantara has the sensitivity of a Navy Seal, but you wouldn’t know it when you see him as a father or a husband. Known for delivering sage wisdom while channeling the lyrics of great songwriters he’s been accused of invoking tears in the recipients eyes. He loves to cook, makes a helluva Graham Cracker crusted spinach quiche and if you’re ever lucky enough to try his homemade soup then you will die happy.
JANUARY 2--A Cleveland stripper was gravely injured early today when she plunged 15 feet while reportedly trying to “complete some sort of jump/dance move” while giving a lap dance to a customer, police report.
Lauren Block, 22, tumbled from the second floor of Christie’s Cabaret around 1 AM, according to a Cleveland Police Department report. Block, seen at right, fell headfirst over a rail and suffered “major head trauma,” cops noted.
Officers initially thought that Block may have been thrown off the club’s balcony. But they subsequently determined that it was a bizarre accident.
While cops investigated inside the club, they were approached by Pasquale Storino, 25, who said that he was “receiving a lap dance” from Block when she “grabbed the rail…and tried to complete some sort of jump/dance move.” Storino, who said he was facing away from the balcony, added that Block “accidentally went head first over the rail.”
According to his Facebook page, Storino is a Point Pleasant Beach, New Jersey native who attends Seton Hall University’s law school. He did not respond to a message left on his voicemail.
Witnesses told police that after Block fell from the balcony, “two unknown males fled the bar.” While cops were trying to locate the “possible suspects,” Storino spoke to officers and “said that they were on the 2nd floor and he was receiving a lap dance” when the accident occurred.
Police are not continuing to investigate the mishap. Block is pictured above in a Halloween 2012 photo showing her dressed as a Hooters waitress. (2 pages)