At one time, Ramus Dahl was on a first-name basis with every active-duty police officer in a small town in Texas. He was the frontman for one of the only true punk bands in the Dallas metroplex from the Fall of ’97 to the Spring of ‘98. He then quit the band, frustrated at what he perceived to be the band’s compromised success, and went on instead to graduate from high school. He has worked the midnight shift on a freight dock and is a former member of the International Brotherhood of Teamsters. Upon realizing the detrimental harm nocturnal labor was inflicting on his mental and physical health, Ramus Dahl quit that job and retreated into seclusion where he worked as a carpenter’s apprentice and studied religion and philosophy for four years.
As a result of his academic pursuits, Ramus Dahl was involuntarily educated at Yale University and was awarded a Masters of Divinity. After the graduation celebration ended, he found himself hopelessly encumbered by a massive debt. In an act of sheer desperation, Ramus Dahl drove down to Washington, D.C during the summer of 2007 to sit face-to-face with United States Senators and lobby on behalf of poor people such as himself. The effort failed miserably. With no job, no money, and disillusioned with the unproductive narcissism at the precipice of political power, Ramus Dahl retreated once again in a Penske truck in search of peace, solitude, a cheap pint, BBQ, and good music. After four days, four thousand miles, four-hundred gallons of coffee, a handful of hand-rolled cigarettes, and a few near-death experiences, he arrived in Austin, Texas where he currently resides.
He has been misquoted by ESPN.com, starred on Spanish television, is the legal representative of artist/musician/comedian Fat Baby Leg, has been chased out of Manhattan and the north side of Philadelphia, and counts scalping his way into a Rolling Stones concert for $75 as perhaps one of his finest achievements.
