I’m not really sure what to say, I could start with my first guitar and how I got it, or I could begin with how long I’ve been playing, but the future interviews will already answer those and I already have been answering that question to strangers for so long you can hear the exasperated sigh followed right behind these answers.

The truth is, like anyone will tell you, life isn’t easy. Even less for those with dreams, especially in the horrid economy of Seattle WA. I’ve heard by many of being the next Cobain, but I am left handed and am no 27 years old so I certainly hope not. I want a white casing for my zippo before I turn 28.

So I guess that’s just me. I like to take something you’ve seen before and give it new life. From a bad joke that mixes self-deprecation and dark irony. Life is short, not original, I know, but, sometimes seizing the moment has a lot more with letting doors close. Doors open for you and the clutter of dreams simply fall into your lap.

Don’t believe me? I understand, I’m religious.