David Kerns

Born on a blissful spring day in the land of the Golden Gate, the year prior to the great earthquake, songbirds flew around the head of this young lad placing a song into his tender beating heart. From that moment on, onlookers new that this boy was destined to walk hand in hand with music. His head in the clouds, and his hands on a guitar, the lad would pluck melodies most only hear in their dreams. Suitcase in hand and guitar on his back he now walks the lonely road to share his music and dreams with those who will listen. This is my prelude, this is my begining.MySpace Layouts Myspace Layouts