= the holding of hands
= blinking when staring into the sun
= kneeling to pray
= interlocking lips
= holding the door open for someone
= speaking someone's native tongue
= soul
= the rolling up of sleeves for work
= gray hair
= faces in the moon
= pocket change given to the poor
= Bare feet on grass
= colors I can't see
= phenomena I can't explain
= Everything and God
= sounds I cannot hear
= what we could be vs. what we are now
= my friends' music
= movement
= machines
= the age in which I live
= where I live
= a beat
= emotions I cannot contain
= burdens I cannot bear
= reading someone's writings
= thoughts that are written down
= opinions
= mending what is broken
= self-sacrifice
= that which is different from this
= shoes with holes worn in them
= designated drivers
= my failures thus far
= the present
Born and raised in the windy city with a strong musical upbringing, I found a niche no where else but in that industry (all though sometimes skeptical about it). I grasped the concept of music at an early age and found myself, not trapped but released through it. Growing up listening to everything from R&B, Soul, Motown, Rock, Punk, Hip Hop and Raggae, and planting my feet in a combination of them all HOUSE MUSIC. A simple man and starving artist working at back breaking labor jobs my whole life wondering when the dedication to the music thing is going to pay off. Self medicated through music and love cause in the end that is really all I have to give. Still trying to figure the computer thing out completely so I can upload some of my work to various pages. Part of Chicago Royalty, Royalty Music, Hard 8 Clothing, Pranksters, Hear L.O.V.E Recordings, and Sounds From Above, and a recent addition to True Family Unit.
