“It occurs to me now that a lot of my ideas sound like stuff Tom Hanks’ character in “Big” would’ve done if you gave him a ton of acid.”
-Scott Crawford, 2020
My name is Scott Crawford. I am a disabled, retired person living in the northeastern United States. This website serves as a clearinghouse, portfolio and museum for my past and current projects, and the primary home for my writing, such as it is these days.
For some context as to who I am, or was, and perhaps some confirmation that you’ve found “the right Scott Crawford”:
I have had at least one website of some sort for over two decades, to my considerable detriment at times, some with names I’m no longer proud of, and currently run I need new hobbies., in addition to this site.
I was a musician, but I consider myself at least semi-retired at this point.
Since some people are going to ask, though it was a very long time ago, I was an alt.model (before they were called that) from 1990-1995 and the painting in my attic still comes back to haunt me sometimes.
He’s far from the first, and he won’t be the last, but the late, Pulitzer Prize-winning film critic Roger Ebert once well-meaningly but misguidedly called me an asshole in all caps. (Though I admired his willingness to stick up for his people, and have gotten tons of mileage and laughter out of the quote, he could’ve probably used a fact-checker in that particular case; at any rate, rest in peace, Roger…)
I’ve also allegedly hung out with Lou Reed & John Cale while they were dressed as Batman & Robin, which most people, myself included, are reasonably sure is a hoax, but Lou’s hair did look a lot like that in ’79, and John still hasn’t responded to my call to confirm it wasn’t them, so hope remains, for the folks who want to believe. (For the record, I am not a Velvet Underground/Dynamic Duo truther, but regardless, I remain amused by this subject.)
Yeah, I get around.
If you’d like some additional information on my history, you’ll find my résumé here. If something’s not there (for instance, I’m not the director of Salad Days: A Decade of Punk in Washington, DC (1980-90), I’m not the celebrated cosplayer who won a bunch of Wizard Magazine awards, I am not a chef in Raleigh, North Carolina, nor am I the director of the Canadian Baseball Hall of Fame, to reference but four other Scott Crawfords and their notable activities), you’ve probably, but not definitely, found the wrong person.
Feel free to have a look around the various sections of this site, and if you have any questions, please don’t hesitate to email me.
If this is your first time here, thanks for stopping by. If you’re familiar, thanks for sticking with me.