10 Things you didn't know about Chuck Prophet:

1. I hold the San Fransisco Bay Area record for the largest channel catfish caught in the history of the region. I actually had to take off my clothes, jump in Lake Temescal and swim the huge bastard in.

2. I come from a pretty average, nonmusical, Catholic family. I begged for guitar lessons, got golf lessons instead. However, my Dad does appear in Blackboard Jungle, the godfather of all juvenile delinquent films. Once I asked my Dad, "Don't you ever feel like throwing a TV out a window or something?"

3. I still play the same 1984 Fender Squire Telecaster that Green on Red bought me when I joined the band. I know there's some kind of Freudian attachment going on. Oh, I own others, but I've never played any other guitar than the Squire on a gig. Maybe because it knows all the songs and I don't.

4. I got so strung out on pinball as a child that my friends and I would sit outside the Thrift Drug and file down pennies on the asphalt until they were the size of a dime.
I've never sported a fanny pack or a chain wallet, but I did go through a long period of wearing my keys on a chain around my neck like a camp counselor. I never had a whistle, though that woulda been nice.

5. I've never sported a fanny pack or a chain wallet, but I did go through a long period of wearing my keys on a chain around my neck like a camp counselor. I never had a whistle, though that woulda been nice.

6. I've read way too much True Crime. Its hard to go back to Elmore Lenord after the find Peruvian flake of True Crime. You know who else reads a lot of True Crime? Criminals behind bars.

7. I've never enjoyed playing poker. Being confined in a small hot room with a group of menusing language like "hit me, flop me, slap him, hold him" has never really been my idea of a good time. Maybe it's because I grew up with three sisters.

8. The best gig I ever played was a society art gallery opening with Carlos Guitarlos. We'd been busking on the street in Union Square with a generator and Pignose amps when we were approached by the curator of the event. We set up in the corner of the gallery. Everyone was dancing: long-legged socialites in pearls, men in suits. In the middle of the solo section to "Maybellene," the night popped open. Someone overturned the buffet table; Carlos was chasing women around the room lifting their skirts with the headstock of his guitar; secretaries were tearing open their blouses. It was beautiful chaos.

9. I get compared to Tom Petty a lot. It used to really bug me, but I've since made peace with the comparison. To be honest, as long as people aren't implying that I look like a product of Florida incest, I consider it a great compliment.

10. When I was a young man I always went out of my way to get my haircut by the women at Cavaliers Hair Salon on Whittier Blvd. in La Habra California. Everybody did. They had a reputation for casually rubbing themselves up against you while they cut your hair.