classes with a piano
but the academy
I continued to self
myself and then
myself guitar and
structures. Spent a
of time practicing music
to remain original.
always held very little
in performing. But
had in the few years I
college as a Liberal
student agreed a few
to play acoustic
during art shows,
to complaints that
was playing too loudly.
music for an
for a community college.
recently assisted a friend
into a demo production
from Nashville that was not
what it seemed. I love
but there are lots of
in sheep's clothing.
was born in June of 1962, in San
My father was American Indian/German descent with a stronger bloodline
of Indian and was a native of Texas. My mother came from Georgia, daughter
of a US Army military man who came from a New England dairy farming family.
Less is known of her mother, who had some Sicilian influence and an interest
in songwriting. She was the only one we can identify from the family tree
that showed this ability, and who at one time was able to sell a song for
use on The Arthur Godfrey radio show.
There are some images
that lock into a child's mind, I think, and
I remember two from this period that have stayed with me all these years.
The first is lying in my bed, maybe age one, two or three with the full
moon shining in the night sky and through my window. In the background
was the sound of firetruck sirens. I remember a feeling of fear that has
stayed in my emotional memory all this time. The second, is laying on my
belly in front of the TV while my mother watched the funeral of John F
Kennedy. The feeling of sadness and loss that filled the televised funeral
and my mother has also remained with me, having made an undeniable impression
on my emotional memory.
to Growing up
Watching televised CBS reports of the Vietnam War
My father followed
the war on the evening news and I saw the protests, demonstrations, and
the confusion and destruction on the battlefield. I became aware how critical
free speech is to change and pointing out wrongdoings.
The Watergate scandal
My father followed
this story as well and I learned how dishonesty and crime can be a pivotal
aspect of American politics. But despite this, I became aware that it is
still important to me to know who wants political offices, what they represent,
and to exercise my vote.
Childhood shyness of people
I never felt comfortable
around people, adults or children, when very young. I couldn't even ride
the bus. One time, I think in 3rd grade, I walked home over three miles
to avoid riding the bus. There were occassions when relatives would visit
and I would hide behind doors. Strange I think, and I don't know why I
was like this. It took many years for me to become gradually less shy.
I isolated myself a great deal which only encouraged the time I spent practicing
music, writing, and reading about music artists. It is no surprise to me
that spending hours by myself in a home studio is "escapism" for me as
well as a labor of love.
Growing up on a farm
The innocence of
animals is one I learned to appreciate as much as the innocence in our
children. I never grew insensitive to the slaughter of animals for food,
although I do eat meat. To this day I could not kill or slaughter an animal.
But the independence working a farm gives a family is unsurpassed by any
job I've ever had.
Having a daughter
Nothing quite compares
to the miracle of life. But following that is also the awareness that this
is not the idea environment to raise children in. Society as a whole maintains
a protection of free speech as a priority above a safe and spiritual environment
for children. I evolved into a more conservative viewpoint about some things
as she has grown, seeing first-hand the challenge of raising her my way
and the way media influences would have her raised. I also understand much
more clearly the dangerous environment our female children grow up in,
referring specifically to the predatory members of our society.
Mom had me listen to ALL music
Mom was good to
have had me listen to all kinds of music because I think it provides someone
a more well-rounded influence of styles. And I also remember the "Paul
is dead" controversy that plagued the Beatles, when mom pointed out to
me the various "signs" on album material and in songs that were claimed
to be evidence of his demise. I learned how additional intrigues such as
this can draw mystery to an artist or song. And further following of Beatles
music taught me how a song can inspire various and quite different interpretations
of the lyrics, sometimes completely false from the writer's intent.