I wrote my first songs around age 6. Granted, these songs were about the same things six year olds think about, but I was onto something.
Age 11, yet another experience we have all been through happened; a girl broke my heart. This began the real journey. From that day, the songbook never closed.
I stumbled through the awkward teenage years and became a working class adult, but the music continued to flow. I stomped heavily on many stages throughout North Carolina and the southeastern United States but I knew there was something greater.
Many broken hearts and guitar strings later, I decided it was time to grow. I moved to New York to build myself into something that could become more beneficial to the world. What is the point of existence without helping the world around you?