In my early twenties, I had an acid jazz improv band in Eugene, Oregon. There were four of us and we didn’t have a name. We decide that we each would write down a word on a piece of paper, and then those four words would be our name. The words chosen:
We decided to spell it using only ancient syllables:
Ever since I’ve had an affinity for primates in space with bananas…
Our mantra was our name backwards: “Labmasno Sucric Eeknom Cimzoc”
The bass player and I were in our home town for the holidays, and we randomly ended up at a party we just walked into from the street. They played a game and gave everybody a piece of paper and we were told to write something on it, I wrote the mantra. The papers were shuffled and randomly handed back to everyone and we were told to draw a picture based on the words…
When I got mine back it had an ape-man on it with some kind of lunar background!
For some my nickname became Eeknom Cimzoc, or just Eeknom, and eventually just Eek… Haha