Hey, welcome to my site. I was about 13 years old when I found an old discarded guitar. It only had 4 or 5 strings on it, but from morning till night I played that thing till my fingers were raw. That old guitar was out of tune and a little warped, but I still used it to make up songs and then write them down in a little notebook. Thankfully, a couple of months later my parents seeing my sudden interest in music, bought me my first new 6-string acoustic. For the rest of my teen years I wrote more songs and filled up more notebooks. 

Unfortunately, due to life’s circumstances and a few bad personal choices, the next twenty-plus years saw my active song writing days become few and far between. Though thoughts of writing never left me. 

Then on a warm, June, Nashville, night, I shuffled into the Bluebird Cafe. Taking the only remaining seat, I settled in to listen to the accomplished works of Eric Heatherly, Neil Coty,  Bill Lloyd, and Wayland Patton. I was mesmerized as each of them played their songs. Now I know I’m not the first songwriter to be inspired by Nashville and places like the Bluebird. But that night I had one of those “Ah-ha” moments. That night I remembered that old guitar. I remembered that teenage kid, his love of music, and his dreams to write. That night I was reminded that that kids passion for song writing...was still mine.

So here I write.