From a young age I always appreciated music. I remember lying in the back of my parents’ navy blue Astro van listening to music on my portable CD player (which at the time was a huge advance in technology) picking out little parts in the music that intrigued me, but I had no comprehension of all the work and instrumentation that went into those parts. I remember going to my best friend’s house growing up and listening to his dad play guitar, thinking to myself I would love to do that.
When I was in the seventh grade my parents got me my first guitar. For a few months straight all I did was hold that thing. I was horrible, but I never put it down. My best friend at the same time got a drum set, so naturally we “jammed” if you can call it that. It was more like make a lot of loud noise that had no resemblance of music. Nevertheless, I loved it.
I got into high school and never took music seriously. I was more concerned with a social life and playing sports. When I was a junior in high school my church got a new music minister who I really connected with. He encouraged me to pursue music. My senior year I started to really focus on playing guitar, and realized I wanted to make music a career. No matter how little the money, I wanted to play music for a living.
I graduated high school and went to college and later graduated college with a music business degree. My “professional” music career began while in college. I started playing for random people around town, and was fortunate enough to get the ability to travel and play music while attending school. Once that started I knew there was no turning back.