What was it like growing up in Queens?
Queens is the motherland of creation! I’m blessed to say that I grew up in New York City through the good and the bad. As a kid, I remember there being crack vials everywhere: the playground, the school yard, the street. The homeless guys washing windows on the side of the road, cars burning everywhere, street walkers, panhandlers, magicians—all those things made NYC what it was, not what it’s become.
KR [founder of Krink] described to me how he'd go to JFK and skateboard and drink in the terminals as a kid from Queens. What did you get into?
My brother and I used to spend a lot of time at a store called Fishbein’s on Astoria Boulevard, where we would play arcade games and steal porno magazines. I was introduced to punk and hardcore at an early age. So, for the most part we used to cut school, ride BMX bikes or skate into the city to drink 40’s by the cube, at Coney Island High, CB’s or ABC No Rio. I was never super into drugs but I definitely came home with my fair share of black eyes and blood-stained clothes from fighting with friends in the streets.
When I was younger, I spent a lot of time at the race track with my grandfather, listening to old Italians curse and scream profanity. So, it’s not surprising that one of the most profane things I did was when I was five was, I gave my brother the middle finger at the end of Sunday mass in front of the priest—‘Peace be with you!’ ‘And also with you!’
When did you begin tattooing at Fun City?
I started working as a shop guy just before I turned 19, and started tattooing right before turning 20. I loved the shop. I used to walk past it every weekend and was always intrigued by it.