Democratic, irreverent and traditionally experimental,
Curran travels in a computerized covered wagon between the Golden Gate
and the Tiber River, and makes music for every occasion with any sounding
phenomena -- a volatile mix of lyricism and chaos, structure and indeterminacy,
fog horns, fiddles and fiddle heads. He is dedicated to the restoration
of dignity to the profession of making non-commercial music as part of
a personal search for future social, political and spiritual forms.