As a teen in the 1960’s, I played keyboards in a progressive rock group based in the West Village, NYC and on Long Island, was signed to a record label, and became “almost famous” until interrupted by a necessary stint in the military (US Air Force) during the Vietnam era, followed by marriage and children, which convinced me to give up my near-starving-artist lifestyle for a career as a piano tuner-technician-rebuilder/builder in order to make a steady living and raise a family. Now that my two (amazing) sons are grown and I’m on my own again (for the first time in decades), and after a very frightening bout with cancer recently (which ironically turned out to be a blessing), I have rearranged my priorities, rediscovered my essence, and reinvented myself, pouring all efforts back into creating music once again, which is spiritually nourishing and brings me tremendous joy.
It’s a talent that does not belong to me; I believe it’s really a gift that’s on loan from the Universe and one for which I am immensely grateful, and it has revealed a life path that I must follow for the rest of my days… creating music.
Disclaimer: I’ve occasionally been told I have an “interesting” or “somewhat unique” voice, which most likely is a PC way of saying that my voice actually sucks, but I have never portrayed myself as a vocalist; I only sing to try and get across some of my musical ideas in the hope that some talented individual with a great voice will hear a song or two that he/she can truly relate to, and proceed to do it the justice the Universe deserves. Thank you for taking the time to listen.