Bill Eager is a solo singer/songwriter who draws from a diverse set of musical influences to make neat tunes. His participation in RPM 2008 is as much a challenge to himself as it is a means to unclog a creative logjam.

He has been playing, singing, and writing for over 13 years, and has been recording, be it to cassette tape, laptop, or pro studio, for 10 years. When he's not relentlessly pursuing the perfect hook and a place in the sun, he's laboring and palling away at a technology firm in Buffalo, New York. He enjoys hockey, tonsil hockey, hookie, cookies, cooties, booty, and video games.

As early as age three, Bill Eager was playing drool sonatas on a rustic Hammond organ. When drooling went out of style in 1994, he began to play with his fingers, and also picked up the guitar and drums. By 1997, he was world famous in his own home, and decided to record a single, backed with an instrumental version of said single, arguably the definitive version. The single recorded was quickly banned from record stores, protested in Washington, condemned by the Catholic Church, and disliked by Bill Eager.

He would go on to write for years, recording sparsely, until as a senior in high school, he assembled 13 of his least awful songs and called it an album. Focus groups dragged on for months, until at last the decision was made to call the album Summer 2002. He sold two copies, and refunded the purchase price of both upon feeling immense guilt.

Over two years later, he would return with a smattering of sonic poo pellets, dealing them under the collective name: The Ardent Note. There was very little ardent, and hardly anything notable about this offering, other than the fact that it "looks like another CD I own." Other critics have said such things as: "I listened to it. Okay, I lied. Sorry." and "Hey, wait, are you recording this?"

Bill Eager then, out of overwhelming anguish, fled to Eastern Europe to regroup and nurse his bruised ego. He might have stayed home and finished college, however; the record is not certain. He would return two and a half years later with yet another offering, The Keen Measure, which sounded a bit like an amateur figure skater: a bit wobbly, but still smiling and wearing the unitard. Yes, in a very profound way, Bill Eager's The Keen Measure was wearing a unitard.

Tracks from The Ardent Note and The Keen Measure both received radio rotation, but only on a college level, which only makes one's mother proud. After a series of solo shows featuring Bill Eager competing against an espresso grinder for the jams, he finally affirmed his complete and utter incapacity for success by flunking out of American Idol, in the first, untelevised, undignified round.

Bill Eager has recently become quite reclusive and awesome, mixing a brooding sense of dismay with his flawless ability to lead a normal life. He has been writing and recording more recently, and is here at RPM to prove that even a contest with no winners can have a clear winner.