About me

Nick Thomas 2000

My name is Christopher Nicholas Thomas. I prefer a shorter version of the overdone name given me at birth; call me Nick Thomas. I was born in the city of Florence, in the State of Alabama on March 2, 19??, at (ECM) Eliza Coffee Memorial Hospital. That makes me a very old Pisces, though I’m no believer in Astrology. It is merely a coincidence that I tend to be of a sensitive nature. I like to think of myself as a young man trapped in an old man’s body. But of course, this is delusional. Perhaps one day I’ll be able to accept my place in this world.

I was a tall and lanky young boy. I can’t say that I always knew I was gay. I can say that I always knew I was different. I came to the realization I was gay in my teen years. While all the other boys were talking about girls; I was thinking about boys and staring longingly at Tigerbeat pinups of teen boy stars on my sisters bedroom walls. I knew to keep my freaky side to myself.

My older brother was there to teach me to fight. I give him credit for my not becoming a feminine gay., i.e., no lisp, no limp wrist, and no priss. I could . . . kinda, sorta, defend myself.

Can you find me in this picture?

I have two younger sisters. My oldest sister is 9 months younger than myself. When I failed the first grade, I would spend my remaining school years trying to explain to my classmates that my sister and myself were not twins. I did not wish to reveal to my peers my shameful secret of failing the first grade. After all . . . how could anyone fail the first grade?

I have always had a fascination with Science and Science Fiction. I can remember as a boy playing in a tree in Butch and Marty’s yard on Gusmus Avenue in Muscle Shoals. We’d pretend the tree was the Jupiter Two, the spaceship in the CBS SciFi series, “Lost-in-space”. I never had a thing for freckle faced Will Robinson, (but as a geek) I wanted “the Robot”. Playing the space traveling Robinson family in the neighbor’s tree was the closest I came to being a typical young southern boy.

My twisted side would reveal itself in my love of horror. I was a big fan of the serial, “Dark Shadows”. It didn’t hurt that the serial had a young boy actor near my age. David Henesy, who played David Collins in “Dark Shadows” would be my first boy crush.

I’d always root for the monsters in horror films. It did not matter what havoc they wrought on others. I could not or would not have empathy for humanity. Those humans carrying pitch forks and torches marching toward the castle to hunt down Dracula or Frankenstein would become as much my enemy, as the hunted. Perhaps I somehow felt myself misunderstood. Just leave me alone. Let me be the person that I am. Perhaps I am weird in your mind, but in mine . . . I like being different and strange.

I always liked high tech toys like this walkie-talkie.

I spent most of my awkward teen years in my bedroom isolated from the world around me. It was during those years that I discovered how different I was from all the other boys. I did not develop physically like the other boys. I was awkward, tall and skinny. An awkwardness that tended to attract the attention of other boys. After being bullied by Dennis T., on more than one occasion during Physical Education class and in the hallways of Avalon Middle School, I decided to join the Band. I chose to play the Trumpet. A boyhood friend named Larry F. was killed in a hunting accident by his best friend during my impressionable years. Larry had played the Trumpet at one time in the MSHS Band. This seemed like a good enough reason for me to choose the Trumpet. And the Trumpet did seem more manly than a flute.

I graduated from Muscle Shoals High School in 1976. I took one year off after graduating from High School to discover myself. It didn’t work, so I decided to enter the University of North Alabama where I would graduate with a Bachelor’s Degree in Music and a double minor in Journalism and Business Administration. Several years ago, I moved to Birmingham, the largest city in the state of Alabama.

My audio files chronicle my life in Birmingham. The best way to learn about me and my life is to listen to my podcasts. That’s why I record them. They tell my story. It’s all here for the world to hear. I hold nothing back in these audio files. If the subject of homosexuality offends you please do not listen to my podcasts. My podcasts contain sexually explicit material. 

FYI: I post my podcasts every Wednesday and Saturday. 

Clockwise: Kathy, Mom, Lisa, Me, Dad, Ronny

Note: The equipment I use to do the podcast? Computer? 13″ Intel 2.4 Ghz Macbook computer w/4 gigabits of memory running OSX Leopard 10.5.6. This thing does not have a firewire port! I record in the studio/living room with Garageband or my Zoom H2. I record remotely with my Zoom H2 recorder. I use (alternately) the Electrovoice RE 20 and Shure SM7B microphones to record in the studio. I think I sound better on the Shure SM7B. Sometimes I’ll use a set of stereo SP-TFB-2 Binaural in-ear microphones to record remotely. A good example of a recording with the stereo binaural microphones is my podcast #174 “Positive or Negative”.

Email me @ nickthomaspodcast@gmail.com
(February, 2009)