I cannot imagine a life without
music.
As long as I can remember, I have always been either involved, or
a passive bystander. My mom sang opera, I had to take piano lessons
from my Gramma....ouch!, and I always took music lessons in school.
Go figure.
So by the time I was in high school, being a glutton for punishment,
and longing for a life of spandex, big hair and chicks, I decided
that I wanted to play bass. Bass bought, school abandoned, I went
on to play in many bands, at many locations that I couldn't even
get into legally. Hours of practice, and sheer will, allowed me
to be a part of numerous forgotten original and cover bands, and
subsequent recording projects for rock and jazz and bluegrass.
Problem was that bass didn't allow me to create the music I felt,
so I started to play guitar...ever tried to write a song on a bass?
I didn't think so. And, even though I played keyboards, mandolin,
harmonica and sang, guitar became my passion.
Can I play guitar? Not really...Do I enjoy it? Certainly! Is this
a band that you will like? Absolutely! That is, if you don't like
big hair and spandex...
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