Everyday new musicians sprout from different patches of fertile soil ALL over the world. Obviously, some soil is more fertile than others. Every once in a rare millenium, when the moon is smiling, and the sun is gloomy, and the stars are singing classic Led Zeppelin songs, the conditions are right for a magical soil to filter to the surface of our precious planet. It was out of this soil, that some say may have been TOO fertile, that the baby fetus of Chris Cruz came wiggling out of. Even as one barely past the embryonic stage, Chris picked up his guitar and shredded. Out of the delicious waves of music spawned classical music, classic rock, eighties new wave, grunge, jazz fusion and many other eras of melodic learnings. Through Chris's tasty licks, and almost angelic rock methods, he quickly won over the hearts of many royalties across the globe. At the age of eight, his reputation of his uncomprehendable musical deity cashed in, and he was given Russia. The good samaritan within him could not accept such a gift, so he gave it back to all the poor people of the world, so that THEY may have a place to plow and create fertile soil for the sprouting of future heirs to the throne of rock. These days, he plays for the masses, spreading good feelings and tireless requests throughout San Antonio. As he always says, "It's a tough job, but gosh darnit... it's MY job!"
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