Brian Lewis:  

Life Just so everyone knows, "Paiz" is my wife's (Kymberly) maiden name. She decided to use my profile instead of creating her own to visit friends from Manzano High School. It’s been a long time since I’ve been back to this site so I decided to update my bio some. Last time I put up a bio I was living in Arizona getting ready to move to Atlanta Georgia with a band to pursue a musical career (June 2001). That band didn’t go anywhere so after three years I left and I joined another band that was signed to an independent label and had a management team. We toured the U.S. and it was a great experience not to mention a total blast but alas… It fell apart in the end. Now nearly five years later I’ve moved back to Arizona (Chandler) and now have a job as a project manager for an Architectural company. The crazy thing is that it’s the same company that I used to work for before I left! I think that I pretty much look the same as the original photos I put up but decided to go ahead and post some that are more recent. At one time I did grow my hair out down to about the middle of my back for a few years while living in Atlanta but it was a total pain so I cut it back to my normal length. I’m still married (11 years this July – 2007) but still no kids. We’re (Kym & I) are thinking about buying a Corvette to help take the place of the financial burden a child would normally be. These days I pretty much just work, go home and hang out with friends. Doug Iverson (class of ’89 if you remember him) and I regularly go to the gym and play racquet ball together. He and his wife now have two girls. I did start another band here locally but it's mostly for fun and to keep me from going crazy. It’s a blues rock type project (in the vein of Led Zeppelin, Black Sabbath, the Who, etc.) called Sweaty Johnson. I think the name is endlessly hilarious… My wife on the other hand doesn’t. Anyway, you can contact me through my myspace web site if you’re interested: myspace(dot)com/sweatyjohnsonband. Hope to hear from you. School High School isn’t exactly my fondest memory. I was a terrible student and wasn’t very outgoing to say the least. When my family moved to Munds Park, AZ from a small rural Texas town called Aubrey in 1983, there was a definite culture shock for me. My mom was the only one who had ever cut my hair (and not very well either), I wore big dorky glasses that were always slipping down to the end of my nose and I was still wearing bell-bottom corduroy pants. Even though I was only in 6th grade, my peers were quick to point out how out of touch I was. In the summer of 1984 I managed to run over my glasses with my go-cart (It was an accident…really) and convince my parents to let me get contact lenses. Another victory came when while shopping for contacts, my mother finally let me go to a Super Cuts to get a haircut. When 8th grade started I looked a lot different but it was too late. I still wore the label of being a 7th grade dork. The only kids who really accepted me were some high school kids that I knew from the school bus ride into town. Unfortunately this was the stoner crowd. By the time I was a sophomore in high school, things had gotten so bad with my grades during the first semester that my parents put me in a school program called Project New Start. During the rest of the year I had one class in high school – 1st period...Expand for more