The Life and Times of Trevor Smoke

The Legend of The Alligator's Baby
Trevor was born in the early 1930s in
the backwaters of Mississippi -- the
illegitimate child of the Ringmaster and
Nessie, the alligator-woman of the
side-show.  Trevor didn't have the
greenish flesh and scales around his
eyes that his mother did.  In fact, all he
got from her was a little tail the
ringmaster cut off when he was born.   

Trevor was precocious, learning to
speak by the time he was six weeks
old, but, without any freakish abilities
the ringmaster could market to make
money, he was cast out into the cruel
bayou.
He grew up influenced by the Delta
and back porch blues, spending many
evenings sweating in the late summer
sun, waiting for the divine to spark his
musical talent.  This has not yet
happened.
For many years, Trevor lead an
itinerant life, riding the rails and
playing for bread when he was down
on his luck.  Rolling from town to town
to town to town, he mostly drank his
pay and spent his time in penny-ante
poker stakes, trying to win his way to
the big time - the land of milk and
honey.  His lowpoint, though, came
when he had to start teaching English
to make enough money to keep on
playing his gi'tar.  
After the end of the second world war,
which Trevor spent in the amazon
looking for the elusive Toucan Sam of
myth and legend, he was moved to join
a buddhist monastery in the upper
reaches of the XimXam Mountains of
China to search for inner peace.
While at the monastery, he mastered the
Ninjitsu, Chickamagua, and  
Showmethemoney martial arts, becoming
the youngest adept to master the
Kick-Oncoming-Train maneuver
During his time in China, he neglected
his guitar, but he pined for it greatly.  
His recent move to Portland was, in
part, an attempt to recover his glorious
musical days.  Trevor is back on track
with his music since discovering the
liberating and debilitating power of
Travolta Rock.