I grew up in the small town of South Amherst. Music has been in my life since day one. My father was in the infamous eighties heavy metal band Stutz, his father, the infamous fifties rock act, The Jet Tones. Naturally, I picked up where my pops left off, as he did where his pops left off. The trail of music is seemingly endless and often times, ends abruptly. But when something is in your blood, it eats you from the inside out. Day and night. It becomes more than just a phase or a hobby. It becomes an obsession. Welcome to my nightmare... In two thousand and six I was married to a woman who understood my obsession. She is all I have outside of music. She is always there, whether I am atop the mountain or dusting myself off from falling to the base.
When I'm not doing something band oriented, playing horse shoes, or drinking, I enjoy nature. All of the outdoorsy stuff. Camping, hiking, hunting, but more than any of those, fishing. I wanted to be a lot of things when life was molding me to ultimately become what I am. But a Professional Fisherman was one of many dreams. It might sound funny, but making a shit load of cash for doing something you love? That dream and my current aren't that different, in reality.
So to some it all up. I am an extremely unique individual who was lucky enough to find other unique individuals (one of which is my brother) who want to do what I want to do. And I'm grateful to have the support of my wife, friends, and family to help steady my arm as I shoot for the moon, drop some nukes on the current music scene, and smash melted faces in with screaming mad thrash metal.
My Band
