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Where did your TB user name come from?

Hey Kserg, you're on my "hit list" too! ;)

Where does your handle come from?

And, while we're at it, who's that in your avatar (I'm not very knowledgable about percussionists)?

My name is Serg, last name starts with K (Kronrod)... Pretty simple. :) I am acctually thinking of just removing K from it... A little strange when some people call me kserg instead of just Serg.

Avatar is Will Farrell from this SNL skit: [Invalid or Expired Link Removed]
 
When I was but a wee lad (around 14 or 15) in the early '80s, I used to jam every Sunday with my best friend's father and his friends. These were a bunch of guys who had been professional musicians in the '60s, but who had given up playing to settle down and have "normal" lives (yeah, right!).

Because everyone else in the group was in their late 40's or early 50's, they referred to themselves as "geezers." Because the band played a lot of "blue-eyed soul" music (Steve Winwood, Traffic, Sanatana, Procol Harum, etc.), they started to call our little group the "Soulgeezers."

In the mid-'80s, my friend's father, Phil, died of a heart attack. Needless to say, this was the end of the Soulgeezers (the studio where we played was in his house). Phil had also been the bass player in my band "Asta," which also died along with him.

When the Internet came along, I decided to pay silent tribute to Phil and the terrific influence he'd had on me as a young musician by adopting the name of the Sunday jam-band as my username on music Web sites.

So, now, I am soulgeezer. And, everytime someone refers to that name, Phil's memory is preserved and tribute is paid for everything I owe him.

I miss Phil. He was a Hell of a guy.
 
I was drawn to the edge of a rocky shore by a force unknown to me. There was a massive storm and there was 10 foot waves crashing in one me. Suddenly the clouds broke and a bright beam of light focused it's energy on me. The sky rumbled and the ground shook. A great voice echoed through the land and said, you are:
CHUNK-O-FUNK

I replied, who me?
The rest is history.
 
Well, Chucklebunny just plain rocks and it makes me..uh...chuckle. I think you need to be a super-uber-studly man to take a name like Chucklebunny. Of course, I am totally that super-uber-studly. The Mr. just gives me that much more authority.

That and I've been using it for years.

If I were to dress up like Mr.Chucklebunny, it would basically be a Tor Johnson mask with bunny ears sticking out of the top with my normal clothes because I am one hell of a snappy dresser.

Start swooning, ladies.