My interest in music goes as far back as I can remember. When I was four years old my father bought his first CD player. I used to sit and stare at it while listening to the best of the Doors through head phones that were as big as I was and would be perfectly content for hours. I picked up the guitar for the first time when I was about 12 and put it down soon after, but my interest in music took off again when my mom bought me a harmonica. From there it didn’t take long until I picked up the guitar again, this time for good. I was 15 and had no idea what I was doing, but it felt right.
When everybody else wanted to learn Metallica, I was trying to play Led Zeppelin. My mom jokes about how I inherited her talent and my fathers taste in music. By the time I was 18, what had been a hobby had become a passion. I had never devoted myself so much to anything and haven’t since. I take a lot of pride in my music and have always appreciated any feedback, good or bad, that people are willing to give me. I hope you enjoy my music and would love to know what you think.
Good Quotes:
"When you do the common things in life in an uncommon way, You command the attention of the world." -Unknown
"A ship in a harbor is safe, but that’s not what ships are built for."
"The human mind is like a parachute...it doesn’t really work unless it’s open."
"If I saw a man with no arms and no legs being hanged, I would start yelling out letters." -Demitri Martin
GET DRUNK One should always be drunk. That’s the great thing; the only question. Not to feel the horrible burden of Time weighing on your shoulders and bowing you to the earth, you should be drunk without respite. Drunk with what? With wine, with poetry, or with virtue, as you please. But get drunk. And if sometimes you should happen to awake, on the stairs of a palace, on the green grass of a ditch, in the dreary solitude of your own room, and find that your drunkenness is ebbing or has vanished, ask the wind and the wave, ask star, bird, or clock, ask everything that flies, everything that moans, everything that flows, everything that sings everything that speaks, ask them the time; and the wind, the wave, the star, the bird and the clock will all reply: "It is Time to get drunk! If you are to be the martyred slaves of Time, be perpetually drunk! With wine, with poetry, or with virtue, as you please." -Unknown
"The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider Freeways , but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness. We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much , a nd pray too seldom. We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often. We’ve learned how to make a living, but not a life. We’ve added years to life not life to years. We’ve been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We’ve done larger things, but not better things. We’ve cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We’ve conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We’ve learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less. These are the times of fast foods and slow digesti on, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete... Remember; spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever. Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side. Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn’t cost a cent. Remember, to say, "I love you" to your part ner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you. Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again. Give time to love, give time to speak! And give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind. AND ALWAYS REMEMBER: Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away." -George Carlin
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