Eamon Morris

Kevin Woods is brushing his teeth and dancing to a song I never would think someone could dance to.  

I’m sitting on a beanbag chair in his warmly lit room on a Saturday afternoon waiting for our interview to start, and I’m utterly transfixed.

Woods, a first-year at Pitzer, has been making music his whole life. He’s drifted from instrument to instrument, stopping only when he’s gotten bored.  

Woods was born in the United States but spent most of his life in the Cayman Islands. “It was amazing. We’d just go out into the woods and do really stupid things. We’d climb trees and get bitten by these crazy yellow ants. We called them Wee-Wees. We had this childhood club called the Wub club.”

His description, like his impromptu dance recital, is surreal. In a way, it makes sense, because his music is the same way. His songs contain youtube clips of music ranging from jazz to eccentric Italian vocals. He then combines, adjusts, and alters them with his keyboard and a music production software to create a (genre-type) of sound.

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