- by Carson Barker, Open Labs Staff Writer
For seven years, Gabriel Romero Jr.'s eyes would scan the stage and see elephants draped in satin costumes doing headstands, motorcyclists flipping in mid air over a spew of flames, and white tigers prancing on their hind legs at the tamer's direction. While he was twisting knobs and pushing keys on his prototype NeKo, scantily-clad women would cartwheel in front of him, trapeze artists would fly above his head and clowns would be throwing pies and shooting people with seltzer bottles. Fifty weeks out of the year, Romero was a musician in the constant company of wire-walkers, painted clowns, exotic animals and daredevil stunt men. But when you're ...
