I grew up on a small farm in Northern California, as a boy I played in the creek, rode bikes, started fires…all the usual stuff that boys do.
I had a great childhood in that small town and it taught me how to throw a punch and how to know when to ride fast and not look back. Much time has passed now and I have traveled, studied, loved...all the usual stuff that men do.

I am on a journey still and am somewhat of a gypsy as most musicians are.

You might see me at a party in Los Angeles, in a café in France, on Mississippi Avenue in Portland, but one thing for sure….I will most likely be playing music. Let’s play!