I was born January 6, 1966 in Atlanta GA. I’m the middle of three boys- so close in age that calling “front seat” even happened in utero. By the late 60s, our nuclear family reverse-carpetbagged our way to the slums of McLean VA & would remain there through the inventions of the microwave, VCR & pet rock. By fifth grade, I had simultaneously taken up the guitar and the trombone. With both musical clefs under my belt, I was invincible, unstoppable & humble. Due to all the distractions over the next forty years with bands, gigs, practices, recordings, I have completely forgotten to decide what I want to be when I grow up (perhaps in the next half century).
While I have a great passion for The Beatles, Bond movies & 72 degrees with a 10% chance of rain…. my greatest love is for my son, James (b. July 23, 1994). The caricature above is his work.
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“…the man impossible not to like”
– Cville Weekly
(Yes, this was actually written about me. I’ve had great trepidation quoting it for promotional purposes, but after consulting with my priest, spiritual adviser, tennis coach & parole officer, I plan to use it in every possible way until my last dying breath. I’m even contemplating a back tat…)