Out of time

Stopping by to say hello into the void. I’ve been thinking about writing music lately, but haven’t really created the time to make any.

I learned to play music mostly as a way of expressing emotions in a house that was very unsafe for me to express anything, really. Piano was emotional processor.

I had an epiphany in 2004 that opened up my heart, mind and spirit to creating music. “Unamerican” was my first release that year, and was the most widely received piece of work. I got a lot of really positive feedback from the world that year. But I never figured out how to harness that attention into something resembling a music career.

And to be fair, I was older and not quite as willing to spend weeks in a van driving around playing to empty bars. It’s not that I felt I had somehow already paid my dues, I think I just wasn’t willing to bet my future on starting a music career at almost 40 years old.

Recording “Take That Step” was a peak life experience. I’m indebted to James Waddell and Tommy Sims for bringing my sketches to life.

For a long time (still) it felt (feels) like no one really cares or cared about my music or message. For a minute I thought I was going to try to make a career out of music but literally 99% of every music industry veteran I’ve met along the way has told me to run. Very few are making a living at it, and those that do are immensely, like mind-blowingly talented.

If you’re reading this and would like some of my music, drop me a line. I might even write a song for you.