Why Music....

My beginnings in music were very much innocent. A fair amount of musicians I have encountered over the years in person and or read interviews when asked the reason why they started a band or performing there is quite often a mention of fame, money and women in no certain order...typically the later leads that reasoning! (Pictured below) This was what it looked like for me at 15. The walls of my room plastered with my idols as a reminder of what type of greatness was possible and a way to make it clear to anyone who entered what I was all about. I loved music, back then just heavy, fast aggressive music. The guitar pictured was the first instrument i owned. It came from my oldest brother. He had purchased it to learn to play. I remember the day i picked it up at his house and started fiddling around with it and by complete accident and chance I hit a few strings

and out came the opening notes to Welcome Home (Sanitarium) by my favorite band Metallica. My brother looked at me as i looked back and immediately he said "you might as well take it home. I've had it months and haven't made anything but noise!" Just that one little accident and seeing the shock on his face that something resembling music came out of a super cheap old Peavy Stratocaster knock off. This may sound like, "this guys a natural" NOT SO FAST!! That was a pure strike of luck as the following years and even decades would not be so kind to me. One undertone to this story is there were many folks very close to me that did not believe in any way shape or form i would ever learn to play let alone make a fairly decent run in several different styles of music over many many years. That type of negativity is something that really motivated me to stick to it and really dig deep to prove those folks wrong. When i really look back at all my experiences and so on that really seems to be the only constant thread throughout. Negativity