This is my first blog post! Thank you for all your support! I’m incredibly humbled by the response to my writing and songs. Thank you, thank you, thank you!
As an artist I’ve grown to understand my voice and shape my writing dynamics through my experiences. It was a rocky beginning. I was living out of my 85′ accord and praying for a break. The hondoid, as it was affectionately named, could hit 60 MPH if you were smashing the gas to the floor and trucking down a STEEP slope. She was a chick magnet! LOL. Believe it or not, it actually had an old school radio turn dial. If you got a station, you left it! Nothing like a white boy rolling down the road pumping R&B or gangster rap. But she did the job and I miss her… But not that much
I was sleeping in the hondoid or on Nic Stratton’s rotting couch that reeked of booze and his feet! HAHA! In fairness, his place was in the center of 5 points… but the the funk on his feet had no excuse. Nic is an awesome friend. His encouragement and charity sustained me! Seems like once a day he would tell me that this was part of the master plan and that I wouldn’t ever be without a place to crash.
I remember thinking, “What the hell am I doing?”. I graduated from USC (national baseball champs!) Magna Cum Laude. My friends are attending medical or law school and I’m sleeping in a car. But I wanted it… I wanted music more than any grade or university accolade. This quote resounded in my head, “Hard times are the crucible in which character and leadership are forged” – Abigail Adams. I kept telling myself that the end will justify the means. In 10 months time I was playing 12-15 gigs a month. I couldn’t believe it! The struggle for music continued, but at least now I could afford my own place. Looking back, those uncertain times helped me appreciate music. I had to constantly ask myself, “Is this what you want?”. The answer was and always will be. Yes