Bass Guitar/Mystic Sage/Coyotebrother

Scott was born in the foothills of the Appalachians in rural Jackson County, West Virginia. He was orphaned at birth and raised by a pack of wild coyotes. He was known among the coyotes as "He Who Smells of Rotten Apples".
At the age of eight he was discovered through pure chance by a team of biologists studying the giant whooping plant deep in the Jackson County woods. Dr. John Roland, leader of the expedition, lured Scott close by playing a small travel guitar he had packed for the trip. After many months and countless near misses, contact was finally made with Scott when he came close to Dr. Roland and pulled the guitar from his hands. Scott amazed eveybody by ripping out a perfect minor pentatonic scale in the key of A.
From there, he was taken to the Anthropology Department at Stanford University where he was studied. Dr. Roland taught him to read and write. Scott spent countless hours playing that little travel guitar through a small pignose amp. Eventually, Dr. Roland introduced Scott to the bass guitar, which became Scott's true passion.
At the age of 17 Scott grew weary of being studied all day and ran away. He wandered the boulevards of southern California. He learned the ways of the street. He hustled punks and became a pool shark. He spent a short amount of time as a gigolo until he figured out that pimping was an easier row to hoe (no pun intended).
One fateful night, Scott wandered into an open mic night at the famed Whisky-A-Go-Go in Hollywood. By pure chance he ended up on stage with Axl Rose, Izzy Stadlin, Slash and Steven Adler. It was hot magic. They formed the band Guns 'N' Roses and all holed up in a Hollywood Hills bungalow where they wrote the tunes that would become Appetite for Destuction. After they landed a record deal and recorded their eponymous debut album, they prepared to take the US by storm. Sadly, on the eve of their first gig, Scott was busted on 4 counts of "pimping ho's" and Guns were forced to replace Scott with Duff McKagan.
Shattered, Scott moved back to his native Jackson County where he worked odd jobs and ran with his coyote brethren at night. He eventually moved to Parkersburg when the steel mill went on strike.
On January 23rd, 2003, Scott dusted off his bass guitar after not playing for five years and wandered into an open mic night at JP Henry's. He ended up on stage with Steve Hussey, Todd Stubbe and Mike Smith. It was steaming funk bliss. Lightning had stuck twice. But this time there would be no ho's to haunt him. SHB was born.
And back in Jackson County in the dark, cold winter nights, "He Who Smells Of Rotten Apples" is now called "Thundergod".
SCOTT RANSON
Man of Many Talents

Huh? His Story? Okay. It was never easy for him. He was born a poor black child. He remembers the days, sittin' on the porch with his family, singin' and dancin' down on Klondyke Road.
And on the eve of what should have been one of the happiest days in a young man's life, his momma broke the news...
Mom: "Scotty, it's your birthday and it's time you knew. You are not our natural born child."
Scotty: "I'm not? You mean I'm gonna STAY this color?"
Once he came to terms with his situation, he bottled up all of that emotion and channeled it into what would one day become the single most non-successful and prolifically non-professional music career. But it didn't happen overnight.
After serving 4 arduous years in the United States Army's 82ND AIRBORNE DIVISION, jumping out of perfectly good airplanes; Scott volunteered for the USO Tour and was the opening act for Bob Hope. This duo didn't last long because Bob was unimpresed by Scott's hip-hop skills. Jaded from Bob's rejection, Scott swore never to rap again and moved to Nashville, TN where he spent 8 years pursuing his hidden passion, country music.
While in Nashville, Scott played with country music legends like...well the list is too long to mention, but trust me, he played with a bunch of people in Nashville. Once while driving through the parking lot of a Boot Country Boot store, Scott and his brother Jaybird nearly ran over Garth Brooks and his oldest daughter (true story).
In the summer of 1996, Scott appeared on stage during the annual country music festival "Fan Fair", now know as the "CMA Music Festival". During this appearance, Scott was on the stage with country superstars like, George Jones, Tim McGraw, Tracy Byrd, Shania Twain, Terri Clark, David Lee Murphy and Alan Jackson.
Scott spend a little more than 8 years in Nashville. All totaled, he must have participated in more than 100 country music performances. Fortunately for Scott, he "knew" a lot of people in Music City, so he didn't have to purchase a ticket for all 100 performances. He even went to the Grand Ole Opry three times! But I digress...
Nashville was a capricious mistress and Scott grew tired of living (chasing) the dream so he moved back to his beloved West Virginia.
Now that's been 50 years ago, and you can go back there yet. There is a spot in Nashville on Printer's Alley where the ground is always wet. And on certain nights if the moon is right, down by the dark footpath. You can hear three young men screaming, and you can hear one old man laugh.
(No embellishments were harmed in the writing of this Bio)
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