It was back in the summer of '83 there's a reason I remember it well... I was drinking and driving smoking and flying, bringing me closer to hell....No sorry... That's the song Rock Soldiers....My story? O.k. It was never for easy for me. I was born a poor black child. I remember the days sitting on the porch with my family singing and dancing, down in Mississippi....... Oh no sorry, that's from The Jerk...
When I had first thought of returning to the living hell that is myspace my initial plan was to use it as nothing more than a platform to try to get extra work, and promote my bands. But right now I've got no shows coming up in the near future, and I have no time for the extra work (Sorry I won't be playing your weddings, Sweet 16's and Bar Mitzvahs). Don't expect a lot of updates, don't expect a lot of blogs, comments bulletins etc. Hell, don't even expect me to reply to your Emails on here..... You have my real Email address you've got my phone number.... what you don't? Maybe there's a reason for that!
Oh yeah I'm supposed to talk about myself here huh?
Born and raised in Queens NYC I've been playing drums for 20 years, been in countless bands playing a few different styles of music. Up top you'll find some random things I've recorded, or been involved with over the years. Hope you like it, if you don't you can go fuck yourself!
