Before I ever ventured into fiction writing, I fancied myself a poet. I met my wife in late 88’ and my head and heart became flooded with artistic expression. It came out of me in the form of drawings, poems and eventually found a permanent outlet in song(s). I’ve spent over twenty years writing over 600 hundred songs and I have only begun to know and appreciate my muse.
My taste in music and my style of writing has changed in those twenty years. Much of it was a result of artists I became exposed to. Those whose influence is evident (perhaps even obvious) are: The Beatles, Bob Dylan, R.E.M. and most recently, Iron & Wine. (Jeez, that was quite the segway and to the untrained eye may appear to be a back handed way of bringing up my own musical endeavors, but I assure you, it was only my way of simultaneously validating the brilliant music I’m about to review, and punctuating my own personal admiration for the artist). As Theodore Roosevelt said, “No one cares how much you know until they know how much you care.”