Imagining a sonic world that diverged from our own in 1991, Doctor Striker shreds and roars over heavy beats, guitar riffs, bass lines, and synth hooks. He brings the classical and punk worlds together with training and discipline to electronic pop to create a political, personal and incisively optimistic brand of music.
Doctor Striker's lyrics, brutally simple in the punk tradition, are inspired by his upbringing in recession-battered metro Detroit and subsequent life in Oakland, California. His formal training in economics and history at the University of Michigan bring an uncommon depth and historical context. Doctor Striker exclaims: "If you fight the man, you are the man If I'm rich, no one can touch me. / If I'm rich, I am the law. / But I'm poor, I don't care. / I am poor, I am free."
Doctor Striker teamed up with Guinevere Q, Will Xiong, and Young Sun for the live shows to create a full sensory, theatrical live experience. He crawls across the floor shredding and chanting while Guinevere plays the bass and climbs tables. Will fills the sound with his tones and Young Sun drives the drums.
Doctor Striker is celebratory and critical, insightful but ecstatic. By committing to a pop ethos, he avoids joining the half-baked rocker-philosopher tradition. Indeed, if Doctor Striker believes in anything, it's in the eternal truth of heavy riffs. Though he's not shy about his vision of utopia:
"Going in to work / We party till it hurts / Sleeping at the desk. / Dream, Party, Rest."