Call me a late bloomer. I started singing in church choir in a small Southwestern mining town when I was six years old and was the lead singer in a rock band in high school, but I didn’t pick up a guitar until after high school. I decided if I was going to continue, I needed accompaniment, so I bought a guitar, a chord book, and a book of folk songs I was familiar with, and taught myself the guitar (although some would question my merits as a teacher or a student). I was going to be a rock star, but as a line in one of my songs says “a baby child and life got in the way”.
So I rolled through the years playing a few solo gigs, but mostly campfires and weddings while making several futile attempts at songwriting. Then, out of the blue in 2011, I wrote the first song I ever liked and got some positive comments. Things just started rolling from there.
My debut album, Home Grown, is a collection of some of my most recent work. I would like to write love songs, but that element of my life seems to be elusive. These songs are mostly just about life. About doing good things. About what’s right and what’s wrong. About humility. Some are light-hearted, others more soul-searching, with tunes designed to grab your attention. I hope you find something here that suits you.