When it became clear by the late 90s that Stone Carnival’s breakup was imminent, Paul K. tried to take a page out of Axl Rose’s book by purchasing the band’s name. However, due to insufficient financing he was only able to acquire half the band’s naming rights, at which point he changed his name to Paul K. Carnival. His subsequently released solo album met with even less success than the competing solo album of his then-enemy, Stone Berry Dale.
Discouraged, Paul K. gave up on music and found a different outlet for his quick and often offensive wit. He spent the next five years working his way up the pro wrestling ranks in small towns throughout the Midwest. Massively outsized, he was typecast as a big-mouthed smartass whose taunts were designed to enrage the crowd, culminating in his getting smashed in the ring. Growing tired of his unbroken losing streak, he strayed from script in a 2006 match against the Iron Sheik. Although he did intend to choke the opposing wrestler and hit him with a steel chair, he did not intend to kill him. By all accounts, Paul K. cried when he found out the deceased wrestler was not actually Iranian but was Mexican. Nonetheless, he was sentenced to three years of prison for manslaughter.
Hey Stone Carnival, glad to hear you’re at Bluebird. I need to talk to someone, I need a phone number to talk to someone. We would like to open for you at Bluebird.