Since the age of ten I realized that I wanted to dedicate my life to some sort of creative work. Unlike the rest of my clan I was ill-suited to work in the “trades.” I have the mechanical skills of a turtle and even less aptitude for that kind of problem solving.
My first creative ambition was inspired by the writing of Edgar Alan Poe. So, at the age of twelve, I took to writing macabre gothic poetry. But finding a word to rhyme with “tomb” proved to be work beyond the grasp of a pre-adolescent and a little disturbing to my family and teachers as well.
Since I already played guitar (I began lessons at age ten) I naturally turned to music and more specifically song writing. At this point, I have (according to the BMI catalog) written and recorded about 230 songs. I’m pretty certain this number will continue to expand because I still enjoy this pursuit and find that it is by far the best justification of my existence or, as the French say, it is my raison d’être.
I am at long last very comfortable with who I am and the life I have chosen. Each day I endeavor to do my best. As my wife often reminds me “all you can do is all you can do.”