Timothy Dark had a dual upbringing. Living with his parents in East Elmhust, Queens on weekends and living in the South Bronx during the week. He soon developed a love for the culture of the Bronx, which he affectionately calls "the Boogie" and started to hang with the local crews around Melrose Ave. Break dancing, graffiti, gang fights, drug dealing, it was all there, it was all inspiration. But one thing appealed to him more than any of these things, and that was music. As time when on, he developed his own skills as a rapper and went through rap group after rap group, never seeming satisfied.
After the breakup of his last group, Fallen Angelz, he began work on his latest album Dark Warrior. Using the blazing acoustic guitar and vocals of producer Zay from Speed of Life, the heart pounding Latin pop sounds of Julio Acosta, the uninhibited raw sounds of 15 year old Renny, the sweet, hypnotizing voice of Jenny Teague, and his own style of revolutionary, "we could die tonight" style of rap, he brought his creation to life. Dark began to perform frequently at the Lower East Sides underground open mikes, The Sidewalk Café and the Ravens Lounge, run by anitfolk legend and creator Lach, and green haired icon Joie Dead Blond Girlfriend. “I used to rap with an instrumental CD that had drums and strings, and then Zay would recorded my tracks and add guitar to it.”
Fast-forward a couple of years and Dark became a full eight-member unit. The band includes Lisa Bianco on guitar, Dan Policar on keys, Colin Kasprowicz on bass, Ben Bynum on drums, Kathy Zimmer and Sarah Turk on vocals and Brooklyn rapper Sunnyburnz adds additional flows to the mix. With six albums under his belt, Dark is always looking for that different sound. “My music has evolved a lot, because I don’t just rap anymore, I'm doing more singing,” he said. “My sound is no question Hip-Hop but has a touch of rock, pop and well as folk. And because I have so many talented musicians to work with, the sound is super eclectic.”
Dark attacks stages like a man possessed, painting tales of the struggles of God's children, to survive this thing called life.