Six months on tour away from home does a funny thing to the heart & soul.
I love the grind of being a traveling musician. I love the long drives, the dodgy sound-checks, the waiting around to sing like hell under the spot light. After the show comes the pimping of my music at the souvenir table, then packing up my gear, climbing into a rental car and finding a cheap hotel room on the outskirts of town.
I’ve sung my songs in roadhouses, churches, biker bars, gay bars, shopping malls, arenas, cafes, strip clubs, monasteries, record stores, living rooms, school buses, hotel lobbies, jails, weddings & funerals. I’ve played all of these places and more and I’ll return to play them time & time again. Why, you ask? Please come to a show & you'll see for yourself.