David Medsker used to be â€œwith it.â€ But then they changed what â€œitâ€ was. Now what heâ€™s â€œwithâ€ isnâ€™t â€œit,â€ and whatâ€™s â€œitâ€ seems weird and scary to him. Ironically, it was around the moment when he had completely lost touch with all things hip and cool that he landed a job as Senior Editor for the online menâ€™s magazine Bullz-Eye.com. Luckily, his employers have yet to find out about his dirty secret, as heâ€™s too busy blasting the New Pornographers in an attempt to throw them off the scent. When theyâ€™re not around, though, heâ€™s most likely listening to Al Stewart or Paul Davis.
Before securing full-time employment as a writer, David worked as a white-collar stiff for various investment advisers and transfer agents in the Chicago and Boston area by day, writing about music and movies for Bullz-Eye, PopMatters, Chicago newspaper RedEye, and his own, now-defunct website Dizzy Heights at night. He adores his wife, Deb, and hopes that his son, Garrett, continues to look absolutely nothing like him.