The sqeeeeks open, and in walks a short young man with a red moustache and small spectacles. He wears bluejeans that have permanently stained cuffs, a furry coat, and a low crowned Stetson. Howdy folks! The name's Matthew. I hail from Philly like yer good man Spiegel, but I been livin' all over the place back east. You know, I was livin' down in New River Courthouse in Carolin' when one night, when watchin' the starlight fallin' on me, I looked up high, and thought there might just be a better life. Far away from all I'd known--that's where I wanted to go--out on the wild side. So, I left home, and made my way out west. I met a lotta people along the way, and somehow picked up the monniker "M-Bo." I got a guitar, but mostly I do art work (working with the Indians and some settlers)--say Mister LEJ, could ya use a freize on them logs?

--Matthew