For the sake of those who actually read these little “about me” sections…
My story isn’t that much different than any other singer/songwriter/producer/starving artist; I eat, sleep, breathe and bleed for music and opted to skip college in order to have more time to chase after the [sometimes I think] impossible dream of being successful doing what I love.
I was born and raised near San Francisco, and started belting out those tunes at the age of two; granted most of it was gibberish. I started writing songs around the age of seven, thanks to the heavy influence of my dad who is also a musician. My parents divorced when I was a young buck, and by the time I turned fifteen, my mother and I re-located to Los Angeles. Shortly after, I joined a girl group and moved to Boston and spent my days rehearsing pelvic thrusts and singing bee-bop-bubblegum pop songs. And yes, I wore the midriff proudly.
After all of that turned stale, I went back to California to start anew. By the time my eighteenth birthday strolled around, I convinced myself it was absolutely necessary to move to New York all by myself to further pursue my career in music. After a lot of skipped meals, identity crisis’, distraction and indecisive behavior, here I am today…twenty-three and still kicking and screaming.
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Thank you for being my Friend. The world needs dreamers and the world needs doers. But above all, the world needs dreamers who do. Know your limits, but never stop trying to exceed them.
I am just coming by to thank you.....for your friendship...for your support. It seems like many people lose site of who their real friends are and who is important to them. I just wanted to make sure you know that every person that I have encountered in my life has their own purpose. Again...Thank you for being a friend. Stay blessed! Your friend,