I started playing music because I wanted a girl to notice me, I wrote her a song, I sang it to her in the airport in Dallas, Texas, I got the response I desired, I can remember the exact moments when I was writing those words, sitting on a curb in Houston, Texas, fumbling with the three chords that i knew, that day during the afternoon before sound check, we walked down a small rural street to get some ice cream and finally do some laundry... I was doing sound on a small tour with an acoustic outfit from Tyler, Texas, Theresa was her name, she went home to Missouri to vist her parents, when she came off the plane, down the tunnel, I was waiting for her with a guitar in hand, I sang to her the song I wrote, I had never felt so alive...
Six months later we were in Birmingham Alabama, we played at Auburn University, I was asked to play a few of my songs to open, three songs never felt so terrifying, I made it through, and was better for it.
As years passed I found myself in Ashville N.C. Chicago, Philly, Omaha, Atlanta, St. louise, Nashville, Denver... the List goes on and on,I can still see the leaves changing while we wound through the Adriondacks in Tennessee, and the Mist risng up for one of the tiny rivers during a foggy West Virginia monring, the cities, towns, people and places welcomed me and my music, moments that will forever be etched in my memories, that road is always there, that long and ever present road, and I will always travel it, I long to capture that feeling in my music, I want to transport the listener to a familier place, where they have been, or want to go... so they can connect... for a moment... with someone else in this vast world. Music is the universal language of love, pain, loss, and truth, I hope I lead you to all of those things.
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