To Whomever Reads This Bio:
Please be aware that my 1 fan, Sherry, is my ONLY fan. Ever. I love her more than anything. :)
Born to unsuspecting parents in Johnson City, NY in 1973, I displayed an unhealthy attraction to rock music and older women at the ripe old age of 4. Mother-dearest would take me on errands in her Pontiac Catalina, noticing me trying to lip sync to various Carol King, James Taylor, Barry Manilow, and Peter Frampton tunes.
After moving to Mauldin, SC in 1979, I received my first drum set for my 7th birthday - a matching textured blue 12" tom and 20" kick (both without bottom heads...sooooo 70's), 14" snare, 13" Camber brass hi hats, and some generic 16" garbage can lid. Mom went back to Phil's Music to get the 13" tom and 16" floor tom, only to find that someone had sold them(?!). So, she got the next best thing - a 13" gold CB-700 tom, and a 16" blue sparkle Slingerland floor tom (again, no bottom heads).
In 1989, I received a totally heavy-effin'-metal teal Fender HM-Strat (think Steve Howe). Then we had to move to an apartment. Bye-bye, drums! So for the next 5 years, I was a guitarist in several local bands around the Upstate area: Point Blank, Joyal, Dark Ages, Dog Tooth Violet, Broken Stick People, and Eristic Illusion. Never really satisfied with guitar, though, I spent most of my days air-drumming, discovering a hidden passion for progressive rock.
Well, maybe not too hidden. Mom unleashed the whole cable package when we moved to Dallas, TX in 1982 - EM-TEE-VEE!!! Saw bands like Triumph, Rush, Saga, Yes, Zebra, and vaguely recall drooling in time to the music. Later, got hooked on Headbanger's Ball and semi-proggy stuff like Faith No More, Megadeth, Scatterbrain (remember them?!). Other than that, the '90's were pretty much my own dark ages, both personally and musically.
At long last, after moving to Napa, CA to be with my sweetie, Sherry, I FINALLYacquired my very first real drum kit in 2002 - a 6-pc. fusion-style Pearl SMX in Marine Blue Fade and Saluda Cymbals!
Landing the gig with local Sonoma rockers Astral Kitchen in 2003 was quite the wake-up call. Being in my first truly professional band showed me just how much I didn't know about music and the music industry. I was a rigid, quantized, over-thinking robot who was shown (just on paper, thankfully) how much in the hole a band can get if they're not careful.
(Note to self: local/junior colleges should have a "Music Law" course as a prerequisite to "Music Appreciation"!)
Currently, I'm... Well, I'm on here writing my life story to anyone who'll read it. I'm also working on several original songs and several covers, ranging from straight-out rock, prog, fusion, a ballad or two, and even some country. These works are still in the "demo" phase, so please disregard any production discrepancies. Click and enjoy!
One day at a time. I am still smoking but not as much as before. It was like a pack and a half. Now it's only when I can't stop the cravings and the want. Some days it's 2-3 others it's 4-5. I'm not downing myself, that's the worst thing I could do. I'm keeping my goal of quitting in mind. There is no smoking in my van. I've cleaned it out and fabreezed it. Steve is doing the same. It's been interesting cuz he's been smoking longer than I have, of course, but he is working on it. We've agreed that we're not buying any more carton's once this one is gone. Can't say we won't end up buying a pack lol. But we'll see. Like I said, it's one day at a time for us. I'm keeping in mind the accomplishments that I've made with this tho. It's helping a lot. What Steve and I both want to get is the Healthy eCig. I believe that we are both gonna order one on payday :)
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