Stuff! Well, I'm one of those kids who was unfortunately born with no natural musical ability. Rhythm, what? I know I can't sing for poodles, but I want to, so I do anyways. Since I picked up a geetar at 14 I have tried to fix this with all I have. It seems there is no happier place for me than realeasing my gloopy brain porridge onto some strings and smashes, picking up whatever I can find and making rhymes with whatever falls out of my head. Some of my favourite musics are those that are in no way technically pleasing but full of the raw passion and fizz that eldudes us all when we try to do things just right. I love to hear the story of the underdog, and I seem complelled to sprout my own, for what it's worth, on the off chance I may make someone accidently skip at my silly.
I care a lot. I care about my home, the people who live here and where we are gonna go next. I'm excited at the thought that sometime in my lifetime we may all get our shit together and turnaround this wayward disco train and set things right. I reckon I'll write more here later when I get less pazza about sounding like a tool..
