I'm a 33 year old dealing with aging wanna-be rockstar syndrome. I spend my days as a mild mannered marketing executive, so I'm still trying to balance growing up and be a responsible adult with the rock'n'roll lifestyle (how do you afford it?). I think I'm riding that fence about as well as possible. It is a strange balancing act. I figured out quite a while ago that I'm not nearly 'edgy' enough to be a true rockstar, but I find myself becoming a stage junky every weekend with my band, Soca Jukebox. People seem to like us, and it's one heck of a part time job. I'm married with 2 cats, popularly known as our furry children. My wife is probably the most understanding and patient individual on the face of earth. She puts up with the late nights, the loud gigs, and the occasional excessive instrument purchase. I'm very blessed to have struck the balance I have with a rewarding career, a family that is far better than I deserve, a band that stays busy and regionally popular, and an overall life that is my vision of the American Dream. Regardless, I'll keep banging a guitar and strumming a drum as long as people keep allowing me.
