This guy, from his tiny space capsule of a studio in Manhattan's East Village, has been 'quietly' -- a song a day -- and single-handedly changing the potential sound and direction of pop music!

He was a founding member of the New Wave band Come On, whose friends and supporters included David, Chris & Tina of Talking Heads, David Bowie and Brian Eno; also the 80's multimedia outfit/big band Strange Party (called "the best party band in New York" by the Soho News... whose videosong "Imitators" appeared on Sony DancePak #2 in Japan). George was also friend of and songwriter for Klaus Nomi (with 2 cuts ppearing on Nomi's 2nd RCA album "Simple Man", a plantinum seller!).

Over the years, George has pursued two main passions: the reading and practice of eastern & western spirituality, and the daily recording of original music in a pop/folk/rock/reggae/grungeless/harmonic /humorous/psychedelic/percussive style! Many of these recent songs are known & enjoyed by an 'elite' few as the multi-CD set Gnostic Songs.

By churning out literally hundreds of songs over the last several years, George has attained a fluency with his minimal 4-track system that, when augmented by Paul

Goldman's digital mixing/mastering skills, give listeners the best of a post-modern lo-fi spontaneity & ambience with state-of-the-art sonics. George spices up his joyous eccentric, mystical original material with choice cover gems of pop history written by some of his favorite 'mentors', including Marc Bolan, John Lennon, Bryan Ferry, and Gene Clark.

So, sit back for 10 minutes and listen to 5 of George Elliott's mini-pop 'masterpieces', or load up your CD changer with GNOSTIC SONGS VOL.1-6, and immerse yourself for 5 hours in the muscial world of a man who could be labelled "the Jack Kerouac of the 4-track"; the "Picasso of the Portastudio!"; "God's Gift to Pop (the Devil's) Music!"

Another bio. by Erica Taylor

GEORGE ELLIOTT is a magnificent physical package of the sort the Creator may throw into a generation as a bonus to the deserving, or as a gesture of apology for some of His other subjects. He is, beyond all doubt, the most complete, runaway pop-star-of-stars in the Union, containing in himself the collective fantasy-mind of the American teen because he stands for the ultimate in the unattainable.

Panther-loping with a ribboned ponytail of thick, gleaming, ebony-hued luxuriance, his chest bold under clustered ruffles of snow-white lace, a scarlet frock coat flying away from his slim, broad-belted waist, and in his hand an heroic tricorn hat, G.E. is the boy-next-door only to the virile phantoms of Captain Blood, Prince Valiant, Robin Hood, D'Artagnan and others who followed the sword in the flaming fires of fiction and kept, for all time, that portion of the mortal spirit which craves an alter ego braver than itself. Yet he knows, and is most grateful that the fans are there to make him the hero that he is.

In dramatic terms, GEORGE is the lofty hero whose tasks and duties must, sadly but necessarily, leave him a lonely, crusading celibate. His robust good humor and gentle manner in live performance conceal an inability to be a zany in the accepted popstar tradition. If you wish, color him scarlet-fire, and paint in smoldering women. But in reality, GEORGE ELLIOTT, man and mystic, is totally alone.