Leinad Ekim was born and raised on a South Carolina chicken farm by Liam and Nelly Ekim. Growing up on a chicken farm was a major influence on his life. Up to the day of his death, he still felt sick whenever he saw someone eating Chicken McNuggets.

Although he was not brought up religiously, as a teenager he worked in a nearby church as a night janitor. To kill time during those late night shifts, he taught himself to play the church's pipe organ. The neighbors weren't too happy about this young man's midnight explorations into the world of cacophony, and he was quickly relieved of his duties.

Upon his removal from the House of the God, he begged his parents to buy him a pipe organ so that he could continue his cacophonic studies. Unfortunately, the chicken raising business didn't bring in quite enough money to buy a pipe organ. Plus, there wasn't much room for a pipe organ in their small farm and his parents had read that organ music makes chickens sterile. So he had to settle for a small electronic keyboard. In the end, this worked out better for everyone because Leinad could practice his cacophony without disturbing the chickens' - or his parents' - breeding rituals.

At the age of 17, his curious mind wondered what it would be like to run away from home. After discussing his inspiration with his puzzled parents, he upped and left for Boston, Massachusetts, promising his parents to send them a post card. Upon Leinad's departure, Liam Ekim turned to his wife and said, "Well Nelly, at least we know for certain that the boy's cracked in the head. We should have known better when we named him."

Although his parents had no way of knowing it the time, the real reason Leinad was leaving was not a thirst for knowledge. Leinad was becoming very sick. In Boston he saw several doctors and none of them knew what was wrong with him. Eventually, it was decided that Leinad had contracted a genetic disorder so rare that he was the first person ever to get it. Essentially, Leinad had become allergic to physical human contact.

The only human contact Leinad could make was over the phone or through chat rooms on-line. Which is how he met and befriended Mike Daniel who at the time was in his senior year of high school getting ready to move to Boston to go to Berklee College of Music. Upon hearing Leinad's bizarre musical style, Mike asked Leinad if he would like to compose the music for a musical adaptation of Washington Irving's Sleepy Hollow. Leinad eagerly agreed and the duo began their first collaboration. "It's not an easy collaboration process," Mike was once quoted as saying. "Because of Leinad's illness, we can't meet in person, we have to send each other stuff by e-mail. To complicate things further, I was doing the orchestrations for the show since Leinad had no experience writing for the orchestra. I'd e-mail him my lyrics, he'd e-mail me back the music, I'd write out the orchestrations and e-mail them back to him for his approval. It took about a month to write one song."

After the September 11^th attacks, Mike suggested to Leinad that they collaborate on a Requiem in honor of the victims of terrorism. Leinad eagerly agreed and they set to work, incorporating some of Mike's music from Frankenstein and some of Leinad's music from Sleepy Hollow. As with Sleepy Hollow, the entire collaboration had to take place on-line. Their next collaboration was an original musical "dramedy," Alone. For this show, the duo agreed that it would be easiest if Mike collaborated on some of the music.

Tragically, Leinad committed suicide on the opening night of Alone. He ordered a pair of identical twin call girls. The extreme degree of physical contact triggered and allergic reaction and he fell into a coma, dying a few hours later. "When he started shaking and all, we just thought he was enjoying it," one of the call girls was quoted as saying. "Then he went all stiff...and not in the good way..." Before his tragic, if somewhat interesting, demise, Leinad left his last, final, message to the world:

Cruel, tragic world, I leave you now on this, the happiest night of my life. Tonight, my music will meet the world for the first time. Tonight, I ate a gigantic pizza with extra pepperoni and stuffed crust. I also had two root beer floats. Oh yeah, and tonight I will get laid. I can honestly think of no better way to go out. I have left more than enough music on my six computers for Mike to publish over the next several years (This will be news to Mike. What can I say, I like surprises). Please do not mourn my passing any more than you would mourn my passing gas. And besides, maybe I'll get a Pulitzer Prize now. After all, it worked for Johnathan Larson. Foibly yours, Leinad Ekim."